Chapter Eighty-Eight: Trapped

Xia Mohan straightened up, her eyes were full of mockery, and the blood that kept spilling out dyed her snow-white teeth scarlet. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The square-faced monk approached and tried to lift her veil, but it seemed to be on her face, and he couldn't lift it with all his might.

Xia Mohan sneered: "Don't waste your efforts, you are not qualified to take my things." ”

The burly monk walked to the side of the square-faced monk and squinted at Xia Mohan: "What is your identity?" What kind of disciple of the Yu family? ”

"Big brother, what nonsense is talking to him, I think you kid just owe a beating." The square-faced monk was furious in his heart, and he beat Xia Mohan hard, fists to the flesh.

"With such a little effort, haven't you eaten?" Xia Mohan was beaten to the point of surging blood and blood, but his mouth repeatedly stimulated the other party to do it. She was sure that these two would not kill her immediately, and she could still eat this bit of bitterness.

What's especially amazing is that the other party's mana invaded her body, and she found that she could channel these mana into her sealed spiritual power acupoints, which means that the opponent's fists and feet could help her clear the tricks.

The square-faced monk didn't know, but his beating was helping Xia Mohan, in his heart, he could dodge the dark arrow, Xia Mohan was at most a mid-stage foundation building monk, and with his eldest brother Brother Jindan here, this kid would definitely not be able to do any tricks.

However, he didn't torture Xia Mohan endlessly, and after he let out a sigh, he stopped beating and stood behind the burly monk.

The burly monk sneered: "Boy, don't worry, I won't let you die so easily." ”

The Yu family is a Xiuzhen family in the Canglan Sea, with in-laws everywhere and a strong background. The ancestor of the Yu family is a Mahayana monk, and it is said that he is now expected to advance to the Scattered Immortals, and no one has risen in the cultivation realm for thousands of years, and the Scattered Immortals are the highest combat power in the cultivation realm today.

Although the scattered immortals are also divided into high and low levels, for these people, this is already an existence that can only be looked up to.

The family monk rarely walked alone outside, and when he was robbing, he really didn't expect to meet the lone Yu family monk. This small gang of theirs has always been ruthless, and it is not the first time they have done this kind of thing, and there are hundreds of dead souls in their hands, not to mention hundreds of souls.

They have always been cautious, such a composition structure of one Jindan and two foundations, in the environment where the secret realm of Xiaohan Mountain is capped by the Jindan period of cultivation, their strength is absolutely strong, but they use sneak attack methods to deal with monks, and they will do whatever it takes to achieve their goals, and their temperament can be seen.

When they meet this Yu family, they must not leave a living mouth, otherwise it will be spread, and they can only wait for the Yu family to chase and kill. However, before killing, you must ask about the tracking methods of the Yu family.

But all big families have secret arts, and before the children of the family die, they are likely to provide clues for the tracker, which is also one of the reasons why they never take the initiative to provoke the monks of the big family.

This kid hit the muzzle of the gun, and now they are also riding tigers, speaking of which, they haven't really done anything about the children of the big family, since the risk of catching this Yu family is so huge, they have to squeeze out the full value of this kid.

He took off Xia Mohan's storage ring, and when his divine sense swept away, there were only some spirit grass beast meat inside, and he didn't even put a piece of spirit stone. Seeing that the eldest brother's face was ugly, the square-faced monk also came over to inspect it, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but be furious.

", you're such a poor ghost!"

Nonsense, I know that I have encountered robbers, Xia Mohan will only put her belongings outside if she is stupid, except for the storage ring on her hand, everything else has been thrown into the Huangtian jade pendant.

Xia Mohan sneered: "I came out to practice, and I am not a casual cultivator like you." ”

This is not wrong, in fact, only people who are wandering outside the place where they have no fixed residence will put all their belongings on their bodies, and the more people with status, they will not carry much on them, just enough, and they will not feel distressed if they lose them.

Some big families cultivate key children, and some are more strict, so that the children do not rely on external things to temper themselves outside. The children who can be tempered in this way are naturally very good.

Could it be that this kid is this kind of case?

The burly monk was pondering, but the square-faced monk was furious, and he slapped Xia Mohan is palm, Xia Mohan's whole body spiritual power was sealed, and his strength was enough to shatter people's hearts.

Xia Mohan swallowed the blood in his mouth and sneered: "Wait for the Yu family's blood induction technique." After speaking, he silently counted three breaths, lowered his head, and fainted.

The square-faced monk tilted his head and asked, "Big brother, what does the Blood Induction Technique mean?" ”

The burly monk was also unsure, and replied hesitantly: "Da Xuan is a kind of blood pursuit." ”

Blood art, a general term for hunting and killing, refers to the dying person directing the essence blood on the opponent's body to point out the direction of the opponent for the tracker.

The square-faced monk looked disdainful and snorted, "It's not certain whether this kid has this ability or not. "The secret art of blood art is still quite lofty to them, in fact, they have only heard of it, but they have never seen it.

The burly monk shook his head with a wry smile, being simple-minded is also a blessing, his second brother's IQ...

They have never seen blood arts, but the Yu family who has become a Mahayana monk may not know it.

The square-faced monk didn't bother, anyway, he didn't need to come up with ideas for this kind of brain-consuming thing, so he changed the topic and asked, "What about the third brother?" ”

"Send a signal for him to come back, don't delay in the jungle." The burly monk nodded.

However, it didn't take long for them to find the archer's corpse, and the third brother would not retreat with them again.

The burly monk's face turned pale: "Who did it?" "The blood on the archer's neck had not yet dried up, and he had apparently died not long ago.

The square-faced monk carried the unconscious Xia Mohan and fell to the ground, and roared viciously: "It must have been done by this kid, who else is there in this forest besides you and me?" ”

He stepped forward and was about to kick Xia Mohan's neck, but the burly monk stepped forward to stop him: "Don't be impulsive, it's useful to keep him." ”

The square-faced monk's eyes were red, and he roared in grief: "Big brother, the third brother was killed, what are you leaving him for?" ”

"Find a hidden place first, and let the third brother go into the ground first." The burly monk's face sank.

He was also heartbroken when the third brother fell, but the dead always had to make way for the living, and if they couldn't solve the Yu family boy safely and without hidden dangers, it would be the turn of the two of them to die next.

Hearing this, the square-faced monk lowered his body and lifted the corpse of the third child on his back, and the burly monk carried the unconscious Xia Mohan, and the two of them flashed and disappeared into the jungle.

The two ran for half an hour before they found a beautiful but hidden and quiet place and stopped. The burly monk threw Xia Mohan aside, and the square-faced monk found a clean dirt slope, used his mana to blast the ground out of a deep pit, carefully lowered the body of the third brother, and then filled the soil over and over again.