Chen Mo squatted on a stone by the river, looking at the white pine Taoist priest who was soaked in the river water and constantly slapping the water, the corners of his mouth hooked up a wicked smile, "Uncle Wang, is it still cool?" ”

Bai Song's whole body was soaked, one arm was broken, he couldn't move at all, although the other hand was tossing in the water, but his water nature was not very good, the more powerful the shot, the faster the body sank, and he couldn't help shouting: "I can't swim... Grunt! After swallowing a large mouthful of water, Daoist Bai Song didn't dare to be careless, and then hurriedly held his breath and operated the innate internal force in his body, forming an endless communication with heaven and earth, which could delay the scene of being submerged.

However, the depth of the water here is more than ten meters, although the current of the river is not very urgent, but after Bai Song Taoist holds his breath, his body has no place to borrow strength in the water, and he will not wait for him to swim to the other side, and he has already been washed away by the river current, if he rushes to the shallow water, if he comes to the deep water, then he will die.

Even if it is an innate martial artist, he can only stay underwater for about two hours, and if it is long, he will suffocate to death.

Chen Mo's spiritual power poured out instantly, forming invisible tentacles, his spiritual power could carry objects up to 200 kilograms, and the flesh of this Baisong Taoist priest of more than 100 catties was easily brought to the shore by him.

Burst~!

Daoist Bai Song pointed a little bit of the acupuncture points on his body, and suddenly squirted out all the water in his chest, and then his face eased, he gasped a few times, and his arm was still broken, but his life was not in danger.

"Is this Jiangshui pig soup delicious?" At this moment, seventy or eighty dead pigs were already floating and sinking slowly down the river towards the low ground, five hundred meters to the east of the current. There is a very large canyon and mountain stream, under the night, the water is sparkling, quiet and dark, with a bit of horror, no one knows what is in the depths of the mountain stream.

On the bank of the river, there were nearly 20 people's bodies, and Daoist Bai Song looked around, although he couldn't see everything in the night, but he could barely distinguish it.

"Nephew, your joke isn't funny at all!" Daoist Bai Song was surprised by Chen Mo's strength, and he originally sensed it. Ji Bufan is a congenital early stage martial artist. And he was born in the Xuanyuan clan, this Wang Meng had already explained to him on the phone and asked him to take care of it, but he did not say that he would ensure the safety of the two.

Ji Bufan's identity shocked Daoist Bai Song at that time. But he pretended not to know. And Chen Mo's strength couldn't be sensed. Wang Meng didn't say what kind of cultivation Chen Mo was on the phone, according to Bai Song's own understanding, Chen Mo was very likely to be a traditional martial artist who practiced foreign kung fu. And Wang Meng said that Chen Mo was from the secret service team.

This made Daoist Bai Song affirm Chen Mo's identity, thinking that he was a super warrior whose body was strengthened, so he had no internal strength.

Although there is very little contact with institutions such as the national secret service group, Tianxuan Palace is above the rivers and lakes, and naturally has some understanding of super warriors.

But he never expected that Chen Mo would defeat him with one move, and it was so easy, so casual, even if he had recovered most of his strength in that move, leaving less than forty percent of the power left, but it was enough to be comparable to the full strength of an ordinary innate martial artist.

"Huh!" Chen Mo smiled lightly, stared at Daoist Bai Song's eyes, and asked seriously, "Does Uncle Wang want to answer a few questions for me here, or do you want to continue swimming in the river?" ”

"What do you want to ask?" Daoist Bai Song had already evaporated the water vapor from the soaked Dao robe on his body, although it was not completely dry, but it was almost there.

"What stop them from throwing pigs into the river?" Chen Mo said: "I want to listen to the truth, otherwise don't blame the little nephew for being polite!" ”

"Once these dead pigs are put into the river water, they will rot, which will cause a large-scale plague in the Longjiang River, my Tianxuan Palace drinks the water of the Longjiang River day and night, and there are thousands of pilgrims who drink the water in the river every day, if there is a dead person, the poor Dao can't afford it, the virtuous nephew, the poor Dao doesn't know what you want to do, but if you play like this, you will die!" Daoist Bai Song was serious and said righteously.

Chen Mo turned around and said to Ji Bufan: "Throw this grandson into the river, I can see that he is sober and sober!" ”

Ji Bufan didn't say a word, and stepped forward to grab the neck of Daoist Baisong.

Bai Song Daoist naturally would not be restrained, and it was only Ji Bufan who made a move, his body shook, and a powerful internal force fluctuation came out like a golden bell exploding, and then a punch blasted out, only to see a white light flash in the dark night, directly hitting Ji Bufan's face.

Ji Bufan rose up in the air, flew up like an eagle, dodged the fist of the white song Taoist, and then leaned down, straight to the face of the white song Taoist, the move was extremely powerful, like a flying dragon dancing in the air.

Syllable~

The palms of the two instantly touched together, and an invisible wave of air exploded, scraping up a piece of stones on the riverbank.

Ji Bufan's body flew upside down and landed in the river, followed by a swallow dotting the water, stepping on a series of footprints on the river, turning around in the air and landing beside Chen Mo, but his body involuntarily took a few steps backwards before stabilizing his body.

Daoist Bai Song sat on the ground, not moving, but his body shook slightly.

The master has a move, basically you can distinguish the winner between one move and two moves, and you don't need too strong moves, because the more powerful the move, the longer the launch time you need to accumulate, and when you hit a big move, the opponent has already smashed N punches on you and kicked countless kicks.

Therefore, the real master's moves do not have gorgeous moves and means, but more unpretentious hard encounters.

"I don't believe I can't beat you!" Ji Bufan's face was angry, he was born in the Xuanyuan clan, and he practiced the god-level internal strength heart method left by the ancestors of the Ji family of the Xuanyuan clan, even if he was only an early stage of an innate martial artist, but if he was a mid-innate martial artist of the upper nine families, he would not fall behind at all, and even had a chance to win, right now, this Bai Song Taoist was injured in one arm, and only one hand was left, but he couldn't beat the other party, which made him feel too embarrassed in front of Chen Mo.

Brush!

Chen Mo's figure flashed, and he had already moved directly in front of Daoist Bai Song, and his big hand reached out like a dragon going out to sea.

Bai Song Daoist flashed to the left in an instant, and then his legs rose into the air, he had already recovered his strength, Zhilu Dao was not Chen Mo's opponent, he didn't fight with Chen Mo at all, but through Chen Mo's attack, he flew back, and quickly rushed towards the direction of Tianxuan Palace, obviously fleeing from the battlefield, he didn't want to be caught by Chen Mo and thrown into the cold river water.

"Wake up those policemen, as for the Taoist priests of Tianxuan Palace, don't care, let those policemen continue to cast pigs for me!" Chen Mo looked at the White Song Daoist who fled in the night, he was not in a hurry at all, he wanted to escape from him, it was really a joke.

Ji Bufan nodded, and said with a solemn face: "You have to be more careful yourself!" ”

"Just a little ant!" Chen Mo said disdainfully, ignoring Ji Bufan's embarrassed and stunned expression, and then his figure flashed and disappeared into the night at a speed of tens of meters per second.

"Why run, you can run, the monk can't run the temple!" In the dark night, Bai Song Taoist priest wore a wide Taoist robe, jumping rapidly in the woods, if ordinary people saw it, they would be shocked by the heavens, thinking that they had encountered a fairy, but such a fairy wind and Taoist character, but under this voice, he was extremely frightened, and almost used up the strength to eat milk.

Chen Mo has been following behind Daoist Bai Song unhurriedly, although he doesn't know how to do any light work, but the speed of running alone is dozens of times faster than Daoist Bai Song, and there is a treasure devouring mouse hidden in his trouser pocket, with its nose, Daoist Bai Song can't run away at all.

Daoist Bai Song did not return to the Tianxuan Palace, he was already the number one master of the Tianxuan Palace, if Chen Mo was in a hurry, who knew if he would do anything to the entire Tianxuan Palace?

The sound in his ears has not been interrupted, after running for more than thirty miles, Bai Song Taoist finally brought Chen Mo into the depths of Longshou Mountain, and he has also fled to the edge of a cliff at this moment, standing here, you can look down on the mountain stream and river thousands of meters below, the long river is shining in the moonlight, flashing silver, it is a very beautiful night scene, but Bai Song Taoist is in an unusually heavy mood.

"Virtuous nephew, do you really want to force the poor to death?" Looking back at the mountain stream under the cliff, Bai Songdao shouted angrily, there are too many cliffs in Longshou Mountain, and he has nowhere to run after being chased, so he can only choose this road of nine deaths and one life.

"Uncle Wang, I just want to know the truth about Longshou Mountain, tell me, how much do you know about the Jiao Snake?" Chen Mo was too lazy to continue playing dumb riddles, he asked directly.

Bai Song's face changed, he originally thought that Chen Mo was investigating the missing people of the Longshou Mountain National Secret Service Group, he didn't care about this matter, he might stay for two days and go back without any results, but the other party actually directly called out the name of the 'god', which made Bai Song's heart sink.

"Uncle Wang, Tianxuan Palace has been friends with the Wang family for generations, and you should also know my status in the Wang family, if you don't want to see the Tianxuan Palace fall, open the skylight and say something!" Under the guidance of the treasure devouring rat, Chen Mo could vaguely know that the Jiaodao snake was hiding near here.

But where it is, the treasure eater rat is not clear, because if the breath of the snake is absent, no matter how good the nose of the treasure eater rat is.

And the most important point is that the treasure eater is just a mouse in the final analysis.

The snake is not a real dragon, and it is more appropriate to say that it is a large snake.

Snakes and rats are natural enemies, the treasure eater rat has a natural fear of the snake, and now he can figure out the approximate location of the snake, but also to do it hard, if you dig deeper, it has to go crazy, this is like a person who doesn't like to eat fatty meat, reluctantly ate a piece in front of everyone, but if he eats a second piece, he may vomit.

The crux of the matter is that the treasure eater rat understands the snake hundreds of years ago, and does not know anything about the current snake, and Chen Mo sensed that this old boy must know some secrets about the snake from Bai Song's abnormal behavior or intuition, so he is entangled. (To be continued......)