Looking at the jade armor that exuded a flush on his upper body, He Fang was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly stood up, his eyes hurriedly swept around, but he did not show that graceful and elegant posture

"Are you leaving?" With a wry smile, He Fang leaned on the trunk of the tree beside him a little weakly, squinted his eyes slightly, and stroked the jade armor on his body with an abnormal expression

Wang Mo and the three of them all looked at He Fang with a nervous face, for fear that he would do something irrational, but they didn't know how to persuade He Fang, and gently stroked the black robe, He Fang looked up at the top of the sparse tree, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was slightly bitter: "She still continues to go back to be her admired wounded powerhouse, but what I He Fang promised will definitely come true, even if it is to lose her own life!"

Shaking his head fiercely, He Fang put his robe in order with some interest, then looked up at Wang Mo and the others, and said, "Where are we going now?"

"Big brother, are you okay" laughed dryly, He Yu asked cautiously and glanced at He Yu helplessly, He Fang chuckled: "Am I so cowardly?"

"Hmm? no, no."

Shaking his head and chuckling helplessly, He Fang looked at Wang Mo and said, "Xiaomo, where are we going now?"

"To be honest, I don't know where we should go?, there is still more than half a year before the Yiyuan Sect Admissions Conference, we are nothing more than cultivation, I think, let's go all the way and practice all the way"!

Nodding slightly, He Fang smiled lightly: "Okay!" Xuan even glanced around again, and then slowly crossed out of the dense forest.

Walking out of the forest, the fiery sunset on the horizon had already fallen most of it, standing in place, Wang Mo and the four of them stared at the sunset for a long time, He Fang sighed lonely, then turned around and slowly disappeared into the cover of the trees.

When He Fang left, he didn't find that on top of a hidden mountain peak that he was imperceptible, a woman in a red plain skirt stood on it, until he saw He Fang's four people coming out of the dense forest safely, Fang Fang breathed a sigh of relief, and watched the tall back gradually disappear, then sighed faintly, and finally stopped being nostalgic, the lotus step under his feet moved slightly, and his body instantly turned into a long rainbow, and quickly flew out of the mountain forest.

Walking slowly in the dense forest, looking at the gradually thinning forest around him, Wang Mo breathed a sigh of relief, the current four people are already in the periphery of the previous mountain forest, and if they go some distance ahead, they may be able to meet some warrior teams who have entered the mountain forest to hunt those ordinary demon beasts.

Raising his head, Wang Mo looked at the slightly dim sky, and his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, it seemed that he had to sleep in the mountains all night tonight

Passing through a small forest again, the sky was finally completely darkened, and he shook his head helplessly, the four of them were just about to find a place to live, Wang Mo's alert gaze suddenly paused, only to see that in the forest not far away, a bonfire was slowly rising, like a guiding light in the dark.

"Eh, there are people?" Looking at the bonfire, the four of them were slightly stunned at first, and after a slight groan, they turned their heads to look at He Fang and the three of them, and smiled lightly, Wang Mo said lightly: "It's okay Xiaobao, it's just a few martial artists."

With a soft hum, He Bao said again: "Second brother, they seem to be coming towards us!"

Just as Wang Mo raised his head, a middle-aged man holding a torch suddenly stopped suddenly, stared straight at where Wang Mo and the four of them were, and said coldly: "Who is it?"

Hearing his shouts, the six people beside him choked and pulled out the weapons on their waists, and then looked at the middle-aged man's gaze, one of them was a rather young girl, and he drew his sword twice in a row before pulling out the sword, and his cheeks were a little red with shame.

chuckled, "Hehe, don't panic, everyone. We were just passers-by sleeping in the rough. Under a gloomy tree, He Fang smiled and arched his hand at the leader, and in order to lower their vigilance, he also shook his free hands.

Seeing He Fangshan's smile, the seven people were obviously relieved, the middle-aged man was just about to smile and speak, a delicate girl's voice was spit out from the mouth of the girl who couldn't even pull out the sword just now, it seems that she transferred her previous ugly anger to He Fang's four without warning: "Are you sick? You don't sleep in the middle of the night, it's scary to play!" was buttoned a big hat for no reason, He Fang's brows furrowed slightly. Turning his gaze to the girl, looking at her appearance, the girl seemed to be five or six years younger than herself. A face that was red by the bonfire was also pretty, but there always seemed to be a touch of coquettishness on her cheeks, and even the tone of her speech was a little unpleasant.

"Xian'er! Seeing Wang Modi's face, the middle-aged man turned his head and scolded lightly, then turned his head to Wang Mo and the four and smiled: "Are the four little brothers also martial artists?"

Hehe. We are hunters, because there is no food at home, so the four of us brothers come in to look for some game, one can fill our stomachs, and the other is that we can get it to the market for some money! I didn't expect it to be delayed for so long, and it was getting dark" Wang Mo handed out the dinner he had just called from behind him, and smiled at the middle-aged man who was obviously a little wary.

"Oh!" Listening to Wang Mo's explanation, and then taking a closer look at the game in his hand, the middle-aged man was slightly relieved, and pointed to Wang Mo to He Bao, who was lighting a fire. smiled: "Little brother, I don't know if I can sell some game to Zaixia, we are also martial artists, we originally went to this deep forest to get some demon pills, who knew that we got lost! I haven't eaten for a day, so"

Nodding heroically, He Fang smiled and said: "Alas, meeting is fate, how can you say that you can buy it?"

Nodding gratefully, the middle-aged man raised his head at the six people behind him, and in an instant, the seven of them walked to the fire, and then sat down cross-legged, among which the girl just now snorted at Wang Mo with some disdain.

"Little brother. My name is Li Dao, I am not talented, and I am a martial artist in the late Dumen period" Although the middle-aged man introduced himself to Wang Mo with a modest face, the four of them clearly saw the pride in their eyes

"Hexi, we have been learning from the village master for a few days since we were children. The strength can only barely be regarded as a martial artist of the Birth Sect!" Wang Mo blinked his eyes and made up.

Then he pointed at He Fang and the three of them, and said with a smile: "This is my eldest brother, He Dong's third brother, He Nan's younger brother, He Bei!"

"East, West, North and South?" grinned, and the woman, who was called "Xian'er" by the middle-aged man, lost her voice and said, "You lied to the child? Who would give that kind of name?"

Scratching his head, Wang Mo pretended to be embarrassed, and said with a dry smile: "My father is also a hunter, and he hasn't read since he was a child."

After glancing at the three of He Fang, Li Dao found that the expressions of the three of them were almost the same as Wang Mo, and then the only trace of vigilance left in his heart disappeared completely, and he frowned at the woman and said, "Xian'er, don't be rude."

Then he said to Wang Mo and the four of them: "Let the four little brothers laugh, this is the little girl, Li Xian'er, these are the disciples below."

"This is the eldest disciple of the lower and the righteous son of the lower, Li Kaishan - also the second disciple of the late Dumen martial artist - Guo Peng, the third disciple of the middle stage of the wounded martial artist - Shen Qianyang, the fourth disciple of the middle stage of the wounded gate martial artist --- Fengsheng, the sixth disciple of the early stage of the wounded martial artist - Fei Nan, the early stage of the wounded martial artist"

Although Li Dao introduced his five disciples one by one, Wang Mo could see that he loved the eldest disciple Li Kaishan very much, if it was said that when Li Dao introduced his cultivation just now, he was proud, then when he introduced Li Kaishan, he was obviously proud

Nodding slightly, Wang Mo handed the roasted game to Li Dao and the seven people, maybe they were really hungry, Li Dao simply said thank you, and then gobbled it up

To Wang Mo's surprise, this Li Xian'er lives with a group of old men all day long, although her temper is a little missy, but she is quite a woman, Li Dao and the others grabbed the roasted game with their bare hands and wanted to stuff it whole into their mouths, but Li Xian'er was holding a small dagger and cutting it one by one, only gently chewing it in the mouth

I wanted to invite them to eat the game, so I sent them away, but Li Dao wanted to live with Wang Mo and the four of them on the grounds that there were many monsters at night and the four of them were not safe, so as to repay the kindness of the game just now, which made Wang Mo and the four of them feel a little crying and laughing in an instant.

I had no choice but to obey his wishes, and simply set up a shed with them to rest for a night, of course, maybe it was the reason why I was served by several senior brothers before and after the saddle since I was a child, or maybe it was the reason why I was scared of Wang Mo and the four of them just now, that named Li Xian'er sneered at Wang Mo and the four from time to time.

It's nothing more than that the cultivation of Wang Mo and the four of them came here to find death at all, if they hadn't met them, I was afraid that they would have been eaten by demon beasts that night, and there would be no scum left, but in this regard, Wang Mo and the four of them all chuckled silently, because for a mortal, Wang Mo and the four felt that they couldn't do it at all

The night passed safely, and when the sky was dark, Wang Mo and the four of them came out of the tent given to them by Li Dao one after another, and several disciples of Li Dao had already begun to pack up the camp tent, He Bao couldn't help but smile and wanted to step forward to help.

However, He Bao just wanted to help, but the little disciple opened it and said coldly: "Okay, okay, will you get this dirt bun?"

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