Now twenty days have passed, and there is still no trace of Mo Shaofeng, which makes Murong Hui extremely annoyed. If he can't complete the task, Murong Hui will become the laughing stock of everyone. In Murong Mansion, there was a group of Inner Sect disciples who were waiting to see him laugh.

Murong Hui hung his head in frustration, according to the tip, the prey should be active in this area, but why didn't there be a human figure? Maybe there was a loophole somewhere, allowing Mo Shaofeng to take advantage of the loophole.

"Young Master Murong, there are footprints here. A disciple of the Outer Sect of Murong Mansion shouted happily as if he had discovered a new world.

Murong Hui was like an electric shock, his eyes widened, and he rode the flaming jade lion and rushed over. A group of disciples from the outer sect gathered at the entrance of the cave, staring at the footprints below, with joy on their faces.

Murong Hui glanced at the footprints and ordered, "There are people in the cave, rush in and catch them alive." ”

A group of disciples of the outer sect rushed into the cave with weapons in hand, riding a flaming jade lion. Murong Mansion passed down a secret order to capture Mo Shaofeng alive with a reward of 10,000 yuan, and those who took off Mo Shaofeng's head received a reward of 5,000.

Murong Hui entered the cave and found that there was burned firewood and grass inside, as well as the corpse of a python. "People can't run far, chase me. Murong Hui gritted his teeth and realized that the prey was nearby.

Murong Hui led more than a dozen martial artists to rush out of the cave and catch up.

The sunset is like fire, and in the dense mountain forest, the cold wind is howling, and there is not a single fierce beast in sight. Only a few small animals, burrowing out of burrows, looking for food. Suddenly, the ground trembled, the dust flew, and a group of monsters rushed over, so frightened that the little animals burrowed back into their burrows and did not dare to come out.

The flaming jade lion galloped on all fours, passing through the mountains and forests, raising dust in the sky.

Murong Hui waved his leather whip, his eyes were firm, and he chased forward, and suddenly, a hillside appeared in front of him, and there was the sound of running water below. The flaming jade lion sprang up, leaping, as if flying, and landed at the bottom of the hillside. A river runs from south to north, running through it, surrounding the mountains like a water dragon.

Murong Hui was so shrewd that he noticed clear footprints by the river and realized that the prey had appeared here. Murong Hui looked ahead, a faint smile appeared on his face, and walked forward for two hundred miles, and it was Fengwei City. Mo Shaofeng was in a hurry and should go to Fengwei City for refuge.

Murong Hui found two pairs of footprints, one large and one small, by the river, and suddenly understood, it turned out that there was a woman beside Mo Shaofeng. The footprints are very small, three-inch golden lotus, only a young girl can have such a small pair of feet.

Murong Hui sneered in his heart, Mo Shaofeng deserved to be a romantic and talented man, and he took a woman with him when he ran for his life, he was really cowardly. Murong Hui had a beautiful woman with long hair and a graceful figure in his mind, who had once appeared in the woods. Murong Hui laughed, I see, that woman and Mo Shaofeng are in the same group.

Mo Shaofeng led a woman, walking on both feet, inevitably slow.

Murong Hui and the others rode the flaming jade lion, traveling thousands of miles a day, and as long as they grasped this clue, they could find their prey. Murong Hui was ecstatic in his heart, and rode a jade lion to chase after him.

Murong Hui climbed over a mountain, chased for thirty miles, and finally saw the prey in a wasteland. Two young people, a man and a woman, were holding hands and walking on the grass, so unhappy.

Murong Hui laughed, stretched out his hand, and rode a flaming jade lion to chase after him.

The young people who appeared on the grassland were Mo Shaofeng and Xiao Yue. The two thought that they had gotten rid of the pursuers, so they dared to walk unhurriedly. Mo Shaofeng heard the voice, looked back, and saw a group of monsters chasing after him like a lightning bolt.

"Oh no, run away, I'll stop them. "Mo Shaofeng knows very well that comparing speed with monsters on the grassland is looking for abuse.

"I'm not leaving, I'm going to fight alongside you. "Although Xiao Yue'e is only a Heavenly Martial Artist, she is very courageous.

"If you don't go, neither of us can go. Mo Shaofeng was in a hurry, it was too late to escape at this time, because the Flame Jade Lion had already surrounded him.

Murong Hui held a leather whip in his hand and said with a smile: "Mo Shaofeng, Young Master Ben has chased you for three hundred miles, and finally let me catch you." ”

Mo Shaofeng snorted coldly: "I have no grievances with your Murong Mansion, why are you chasing me?"

"No grievances, no revenge, I'm sorry. Murong Hui gritted his teeth, "Luo Jiabao has taken refuge in my Murong Mansion, and as a result, you have destroyed the door." Hundreds of lives, all dead at your hands. ”

"I didn't kill the people of Lockeburg. "Mo Shaofeng was framed and suffered from this great disaster.

"I, Murong Fu, have two disciples of the outer sect who followed Luo Batian to Mojiazhuang, but as a result, I couldn't even find a corpse. Murong Hui's eyes were cold, and he said viciously, "Tell you, Luo Shiqiu is in my Murong Mansion, and she threatens to marry whoever wants to kill you." ”

"Miss Luo, she is beautiful and beautiful, and Young Master Ben has long been in love with her. As long as I kill you, Miss Luo will be my bride. Murong Hui thinks highly of himself and thinks that the prey cannot escape from the palm of his hand.

"You want to kill me, it's not that easy. "Mo Shaofeng is not afraid of the earth, and has the courage to challenge any strong enemy.

Xiao Yue'e asked, "Master, who is Luo Shiqiu, and why does he hate you so much?"

Mo Shaofeng sighed and said, "Luo Shiqiu mistakenly thought that I killed her father and brother, so she wanted to kill me to take revenge." ”

"Then why didn't the master explain it to her?"

"If explanations can defuse hatred, I don't have to run for my life. "Mo Shaofeng knew in his heart that with Uncle Liu identifying him on the spot, I couldn't wash it by jumping into the Yellow River.

"Mo Shaofeng, you are dying. That junior disciple is willing to take off his head and make such a great contribution?" Murong Hui was arrogant and unwilling to do it himself.

"Young Master Mo Rong, this kid is only a martial artist of the Ten Heavens, I am ten percent sure of killing him. "The person who spoke is named Wan Dongxu, a disciple of the Outer Sect of Murong Mansion, and a martial artist of the First Heaven.

"Senior Brother Wan, your courage is commendable, as long as you make great contributions, Young Master Ben will not treat you badly. Murong Hui encouraged him to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Wan Dongxu smiled proudly, turned over and got off the jade lion, and snorted coldly: "Mo Shaofeng, today you can't escape, if you don't want to suffer from skin and flesh, just kneel on the ground obediently, kowtow to the uncle three times, and then call grandpa." ”

"Good grandson, grandpa, I have a fist here, do you want it?" Mo Shaofeng sneered.

"Mo Shaofeng, don't be arrogant, I'm a Heavenly Martial Master, and you're just a martial artist. I'm confident that within ten moves, you'll be able to find your teeth all over the ground. Wan Dongxu looked angry.

"I, a martial artist, have the confidence to defeat you, a martial artist, within three moves. Mo Shaofeng deliberately provoked him.

"Little brute, you are looking for death. Wan Dongxu roared, burst out with the powerful combat power of a heavy heavenly martial artist, stepped on the ground, and then rushed over. The power that Wan Dongxu burst out was extremely powerful, and it could destroy a boulder.

Mo Shaofeng was not afraid, and used the fourth form of the God Killing Fist.

(End of chapter)

(s..) One hundred thousand years of the God of Regeneration