But just when Yang Mo stretched out his hand to get the jade bee needle, suddenly a vicious wind hit behind him, and it turned out that Hou Tonghai had already caught up with him, and reached out to hit his neck.

Hou Tonghai can dance the heavy three-strand fork, naturally he has great strength, Yang Mo knows that if he is hit on the neck by the other party, he will definitely die and can't die again.

In the face of such a fatal attack, he could only give up first to get the jade bee needle, turn over and roll on a lazy donkey, and dodge Hou Tonghai's fatal blow.

Hou Tonghai, a fool of the people, saw that Yang Mo had dodged his attack, and he shouted angrily, and did not come up to pursue him at the first time.

Seeing Hou Tonghai like this, how could Yang Mo let go of such a good opportunity, hurriedly took out the jade bee needle, took it out of the bamboo branch, and then used enough internal force to shoot at Hou Tonghai with his hand.

Although he didn't know how to shoot the dark, the two of them were only two or three steps away at this time, and as long as the accuracy was not too bad, they would not miss at all.

Although the jade bee needle is as thin as a cow's hair, it is made of gold, and the weight is not light.

In addition, Yang Mo was drumming up internal force when he shot out, so the speed after shooting out was extremely fast, and a few steps away came in an instant, and he shot directly into Hou Tonghai's chest.

Hou Tonghai saw Yang Yu stretch out his hand and shook it, his chest tingled, and when he pulled it up, he saw that it was with a golden needle, and he screamed angrily, and he stepped forward to attack again.

But at this moment, Yang Mo suddenly heard an angry shout in the distance, and a rough voice shouted, "Who dares to hurt our Quanzhen Sect disciples." ”

Hearing this voice, Yang Mo's face was overjoyed, and he knew that it must be the reinforcements of the Quanzhen Sect that had arrived.

But although he was happy in his heart, he immediately pulled his legs and ran again, because Hou Tonghai rushed towards him again.

Hou Tonghai caught up with Yang Mo in three or two steps, and seemed to have learned the lesson of the last time, this time he did not attack with his hands, but kicked over, hitting Yang Mo in the back.

Yang Mo was immediately kicked out by Hou Tonghai, and the whole thing fell heavily to the ground, only to feel a sweet throat, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his brain was dizzy.

He saw Hou Tonghai walking towards him, but before Hou Tonghai approached, he couldn't hold on and fainted.

Hou Tonghai walked to Yang Mo, who had fainted, and was about to raise his palm to kill Yang Mo, but suddenly felt a sharp itch in his chest, and his hands couldn't help but twitch themselves, and his palms couldn't fight anymore.

And once this itching appeared, it quickly spread to all parts of the body, and even the legs and feet couldn't help shaking.

At this moment, Hou Tonghai, who was uncomfortable, couldn't care about killing Yang Mo anymore, he just desperately wanted to scratch the itching on his body, but no matter how he tried to scratch it, it was to no avail

At this moment, Hou Tonghai heard his senior brother Sha Tongtian let out a miserable scream, as if he was injured.

Then he heard Sha Tongtian shouting: "Senior brother, I'm injured, the old bull nose of the Quanzhen Sect is here, quickly withdraw with me!" ”

The itching on his body was unbearable, and the senior brother was now injured again, so he could only struggle to pick up the three-strand fork and rush to Sha Tongtian's side, and the two covered each other and fled together.

Yang Mo was kicked by Hou Tonghai and fainted, and when he woke up, he found that he was lying on top of the carriage, with a middle-aged man sitting next to him.

This man has a beard and a rough appearance, but he is wearing a Taoist robe, carrying a long sword, and is dressed as a Taoist priest of the Quanzhen Sect.

"Good boy, you are awake, fortunately that kick didn't hurt the bones, otherwise you are afraid of falling disabled." The middle-aged man's voice was rough, but full of energy.

Yang Mo only felt soreness all over his body at this time, very uncomfortable, and he didn't know who was talking in front of him, so he didn't know how to answer.

At this moment, Li Zhichang next to him reminded Yang Mo: "What are you doing stupidly, this is the real person of our Quanzhen Sect Changchun, why don't you hurry up and say hello." ”

Hearing Li Zhichang's words, Yang Mo immediately understood that the man beside him turned out to be Qiu Chuji.

He wanted to get up and salute, but found that he couldn't move, so he could only say respectfully: "Meet Changchun Zhenren, boy, I am injured and can't salute, please forgive me." ”

Qiu Chuji smiled and said: "Don't be polite, you don't have to worry about those red tapes in front of Poor Dao, you have a good rest, your affairs Zhijing and Zhichang have been told to Poor Dao, when your injury improves, I will personally accept you and let you become an official disciple of my Quanzhen Sect." ”

After saying that, Qiu Chuji lifted the curtain and walked out, leaving only Yang Mo with a happy face.

Seeing the happy expression on Yang Mo's face, Li Zhichang smiled and said, "Congratulations, the two of us will be brothers in the future." ”

Hearing Li Zhichang's words, Yang Mo couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, and grinned happily.

But he remembered the scene before he fell unconscious, and couldn't help but ask out loud: "Daochang Li, can you tell me what happened after I passed out." ”

"At that time, my two senior brothers and I were resisting the master, and when we couldn't see it, the master suddenly arrived, and stabbed the master in the shoulder with a sword, and the attacker saw that the leader was injured, so he fled in a hurry with the others, and then the master and uncle took the three of us to save all the darts and you."

"And what about the rest, the ones who came with me?" Yang Mo thought of several other disciples.

Hearing Yang Mo's question, Li Zhichang showed sadness on his face.

He said in a sad voice: "They are all dead, three of them were killed on the spot by the one who used the three-strand fork, the other two who were injured died this morning, and one who was injured by the man in black and did not participate in the battle, but was killed when the group of black people fought back to death, so among the seven disciples who came down the mountain this time, only you were left." ”

Hearing this, Yang Mo's expression froze, three of the six people he watched dead, but he didn't expect that the other three injured did not survive.

Thinking that there were a few people talking and laughing a few days ago, at this moment they have been separated by yin and yang, and no one could have imagined that this descent from the mountain would become a farewell.

These are young people who are not much different from him, and they don't know how sad their families will be when they hear the sad news.

Thinking of this, the happy mood because of Qiu's words immediately became a little gloomy, and a faint sadness welled up in my heart.

Seeing Yang Mo like this, Li Zhichang felt that Yang Mo was kind-hearted and not bad in nature, and he had more appreciation for Yang Mo in his heart.

"Don't think about it, take a good rest, we're going back to Zhongnan Mountain."

"Back to Nanshan, are we not guaranteed darts?"

"No, we only learned from Mr. An's dart head in the morning, in fact, there was nothing in the car at all, we were just the Jingzhao Mansion Mansion Yin released to attract attention, the real Tianhuo Liuli had already been sent to Zhongdu in secret, you rest, I'm out."

Seeing Li Zhichang leaving, Yang Mo suddenly realized: "Sure enough, no wonder I saw that it was just a lighter, but it had to be transported in a carriage, it turned out to be to hide people's eyes." ”