Ruoxin didn't believe it, the other party wouldn't be able to see this, and she also understood that the other party didn't leave at that time and now there was almost no chance to leave, she could clearly feel that although the man in black and the ghost were confronting the ghost, no matter which side was watching their direction.

Now I think that a prey that has almost arrived has met two hunters, and the hunters are arguing about the ownership of the prey, but no matter what, as long as the prey shows a little intention of escaping, the two hunters will not hesitate to choose to work together to kill the prey first and then discuss how to distribute it.

"You shouldn't have come."

A wry smile and despair appeared on Ruoxin's face: "Originally, it would be good if only two people died, there was no need for everyone to catch up, and... And..."

Ruoxin's voice was a little choked as she spoke.

"Han Aohe... I'm afraid it is... I'm afraid it won't work..."

"What!?"

Mo Yuan was suddenly startled, looking at Han Ao, whose head was leaning on Ruoxin's arms and blood was constantly gushing out of his mouth, this is not okay? Do you want to do this, the monk next to him has been injured several times more seriously than this, and he is not alive and kicking around now?

"Amitabha, can the donor let the poor monk check it out?"

Saying that, Fa Ming slowly helped Han Ao up from Ruoxin's arms, and carefully insisted on Han Ao's physical condition, but his brows were getting tighter and tighter.

"Monk, how's it going? Is there any salvation? ”

Fa Ming didn't answer Mo Yuan's words, but helped him sit cross-legged, walked behind Han Ao's back and pressed his hands against Han Ao's heart.

Mo Yuan saw a faint golden light appear in Fa Ming's palm, and the golden light continued to pass from Fa Ming's hand into Han Ao's body.

Mo Yuan frowned and looked at this posture, why did it look so much like the scene of transmission and healing seen on TV?

As the golden light slowly flowed into Han Ao's body, Mo Yuan clearly saw that there was a black qi on the other party's chest that was forced out of his body by the golden light.

"Poof!"

Han Ao spurted out a mouthful of blood, but there was a faint trace of blood on his face, and he didn't want to be so pale, Fa Ming slowly withdrew his palm, sweat on his head.

Mo Yuan hurriedly stepped forward to support Fa Ming's somewhat swaying body: "Fa Ming, what's going on?" ”

Fa Ming smiled bitterly: "It should be that when the powerful ghost grabbed the sword and threw Han Shizhu away, a ghost qi invaded Han Shizhu's body along the long sword, fortunately, it was still too late, if it was a little later, the ghost qi attacked the heart, then it was really difficult for the immortals to save." ”

Looking at Fa Ming's somewhat emotional appearance, Mo Yuan suddenly remembered the previous situation and was a little puzzled.

"Fa Ming, where did you learn the method of transmitting gong to heal wounds before?"

Hearing Mo Yuan's question, Fa Ming looked at Mo Yuan a little strangely.

"When the main quest was completed before, I met a senior monk, who was taught to me by the other party, why haven't you met anyone?"

The corners of Mo Yuan's mouth twitched slightly, he remembered that he had said a bunch of inexplicable words before, and he also checked his body indiscriminately, threw him a broken book and pretended to be forced to leave, this is really... Do you want such a big gap?

Suddenly, Mo Yuan remembered the book that the man gave him, and he hadn't had time to take out the book to read it, and he didn't know what was recorded in it.

Reaching into his arms, he just wanted to take out the book and look at it, anyway, according to his opinion, he was almost certain to die now, and if he didn't look at what was written in the broken book that the man gave him, he would not be blind to death.

Suddenly, countless yellow papers fell in the sky, and there were a lot of words or symbols written on the yellow paper with cinnabar, anyway, from Mo Yuan's point of view, these were not much different from ghost paintings, and they all belonged to the type he couldn't understand.

"Burn!"

A loud shout came from behind everyone, and the yellow paper flying in the air suddenly burned on its own.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, Qiankun borrows the law, the four directions of the Xuantu, respect my order, urgent as the law!"

As the last word was pronounced, a young man dressed in white jumped out of the woods and slammed the peachwood sword burning with blue flames in his hand into the ground.

Suddenly, eight fire dragons with blue flames poured out from the ground where the peachwood sword was inserted, rushing towards the eight directions, and exploded at a distance of about three meters, forming a circular wall of fire that surrounded everyone.

Mo Yuan found that a complex formation seemed to be outlined by countless tiny blue lines of fire under his feet, and a faint white light was emitting.

"Just because you want to save people? Look for death! ”

An angry roar sounded outside the wall of fire, but the voice sounded a little vague and cold and vicious, Mo Yuan couldn't see the scene outside the wall of fire, and he couldn't tell who made the sound, but in the next second, a gap suddenly appeared in the wall of fire in front of him, and a pitch-black ghost hand suddenly appeared in front of everyone, and he was about to catch Han Ao, who was sitting on the side and couldn't move.

"Amitabha!"

Fa Ming stepped out in one step, covered in golden light, and met the ghost hand with one palm, and the next second, Fa Ming was knocked away and smashed heavily on the tree behind him, smashing the tree into a deep depression, but the ghost hand only paused slightly for a moment before continuing to approach everyone.

"MD, it's a loss."

The man in white on the side was reading something in his mouth, took out a piece of rune paper from his arms, threw it into the air, and the rune paper suddenly burned.

"Hurry!"

With the man's finger, the flaming rune paper flew towards the ghost hand.

"Roar!"

With the impact of the rune paper on the ghost's hand, there was a violent explosion on the ghost's hand, and there was a scream like a beast outside, and I don't know which of the two outside made the sound.

The ghost hand that looked unstoppable was violently shaken out of the wall of fire, and the man in white took out a knife out of nowhere and slashed it neatly at his palm...

"I'll go, it hurts, it hurts, why does it hurt so much, the old man didn't tell me it would hurt so much when he taught me this trick!"

The next moment, the man who was originally a fairy had tears in the corners of his eyes, and he complained, directly ruining his image, but the movements in his hands did not stop at all.

I saw the young man in white take out a blank piece of yellow paper from his arms, stretched out his fingertips, forced the blood flowing out of his palm to his fingertips and began to draw quickly on the yellow paper, and after a while, the yellow paper drawn with the blood of the young man was slapped on the ground by the young man, and with the burning of the yellow paper, Mo Yuan found that the formation under his feet was instantly golden and prosperous, and the wall of flames surrounding them seemed to burn the space into nothingness, and Mo Yuan could see that the surrounding area was only pitch black except for the raging flames.

Later, even the raging flames disappeared, and there was a void darkness as far as he could see, and he curiously stretched out his hand to see what this darkness was silently, when a lazy voice suddenly came from behind him.

"I advise you not to touch it, be careful that your whole hand will be gone."

Looking back, I saw the young man in white clothes fluttering, squatting aside with tears in his eyes, carefully bandaging his palms with bandages taken out of nowhere.

After a while, just a shallow hand with a bloody mark was wrapped up by him, and a similar scene would only appear when he was seriously injured and hospitalized with a plaster cast.

Looking at the other party's satisfied look at his masterpiece and nodding, Mo Yuan's eyelids couldn't help twitching.

Mo Yuan, who had already associated the other party with mental abnormality + teasing B in his heart, still thought of the scene when the other party saved them before, although he didn't know where it was now, but at least he escaped from the mouths of those two powerful ghosts.

stepped forward and politely saluted the man in white: "I don't know what the master meant by not touching it before?" And where is this? ”

"Master? Guru! Hahaha. ”

Unexpectedly, the man in white covered his stomach and smiled as if he had heard some joke.

Mo Yuan stared blankly at the other party's exaggerated movements, frowned and thought for a long time, but he didn't realize that he had said something wrong.

"This... What's wrong with calling me a master? ”

Mo Yuan held back such a sentence for a long time.

The man's smile that had finally been restrained was suddenly recurring, but fortunately the man held back stubbornly.

"No, no, um... Master, good, good. ”

Mo Yuan felt that his eyes on the other party had become more and more subtle, this person... Is the brain really okay?