After walking for a short time, Liu Hong's footsteps in front of him suddenly stopped. Han Lin raised his head, and through the figures of everyone, he saw the wooden house not far away.

Cough!

Liu Hong coughed dryly again, coughed up a wisp of blood, his face became more and more pale, like a blank piece of paper, leaning on the trunk of a tree beside him, exhaling a long breath, and at the same time wiping the big beads of sweat from his forehead, covering his abdomen and saying with difficulty,

"Senior Brother Chen Mo, they are in the wooden house in front of them, you go to him first, Liu Mou will breathe here for a while. ”

With that, Liu Hong sat down cross-legged, took out the green healing pill that Du Xiaomei gave him, and put it in his mouth.

At the same time, the spiritual power in his body was constantly surging in the eight veins of the Qi Sutra all over his body, and a meager spiritual power shield was formed around Liu Hong's body.

At this moment, he was like a silkworm cocoon, wrapped in thousands of strands of spiritual power, and everyone present could hear the sound of his heart beating violently, like thunder.

After listening to Liu Hong's words, everyone was not worried about his injury, and turned their heads and walked towards the wooden house in front of them. Only Han Lin, the moment he walked by Liu Hong's side, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Han Lin glanced at Liu Hong quickly, then quickly withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and many thoughts instantly appeared in his mind.

No one noticed this scene, even Liu Hong, who had been glimpsed quickly, only looked up with some feeling, closed his eyes again after no result, and began to heal.

"This person's injuries ......"

Han Lin's gaze wandered, flashing with a hint of thought.

"Something is wrong. ”

His perception ability has always been excellent, and when Han Lin walked past Liu Hong, he obviously sensed a strange feeling from Liu Hong.

This feeling...... Han Lin didn't know how to describe it, it was as if it was flashy, and he felt very deliberate. Yes, very deliberately.

Through this cocoon-like layer of spiritual power, Han Lin vaguely felt Liu Hong's spiritual power, this spiritual power was majestic, like a great river, and it didn't look like he had been injured at all.

In addition, this person deliberately hid it on the martial arts stage at the beginning, and deliberately gave in.

After thinking about it like this, Han Lin felt more and more that Liu Hong was a little suspicious, obviously he was not injured multiple times, but he wanted to pretend to be seriously injured.

Just like this seriously injured appearance, it was deliberately pretended to be for them, and even for the disciples of the four major sects in the entire secret realm.

And the purpose of this is ......

Han Lin's eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly had a guess in his heart, this guess was so bold that even Han Lin himself who had speculated on it couldn't believe it.

Liu Hong is a person who moves mountains!

This speculation is a little unbelievable even for Han Lin himself, but only this speculation can explain all this now.

Because he is the secret son of the Moving Mountain Sect hidden in the Lingyue Sect, he deliberately gave in to the martial arts platform, not wanting to expose too much strength, and not wanting to be discovered by the strange martial arts platform, he has two hearts.

Moreover, Liu Hong, as a person from the Mountain Moving Sect, should have already known that the battle for the martial arts platform was not to compete for the position of the core disciple, but to enter the immortal secret realm this time.

If he wants to take root in the Lingyue Sect, he may become a sharp sword for the Mountain Moving Sect to destroy the Lingyue Sect in the future.

It's just that people are not as good as heaven, because of Jin Zhifei's sudden departure, Ling Qingsong can only retreat to the next best thing, and find another person to make up for the six people, and the last place will fall on Liu Hong's head.

Liu Hong could only reluctantly enter this secret realm, but because of this, he was crooked. He was able to get in touch with the disciples of the Moving Mountain Sect, and under the conspiracy of each other, he must have set up a plan, if he wanted to obtain this immortal finger bone, maybe he would also take advantage of the situation to kill the disciples of the other three sects here.

Du Xiaomei's robbery came from here!

Han Lin's mind was racing, combined with his guesses and what had happened, and he quickly came to this conclusion.

Suddenly, Han Lin's sense of crisis increased dramatically, and he had an understanding of Liu Hong's forbearance. Immediately, he wanted to inform Du Xiaomei and the others of his guess.

But Han Lin thought about it, now his guess is just a conjecture, there is no sufficient proof, if Liu Hong bites back, it will startle the snake, causing things to develop in an unknown direction, then it will be more than worth the loss.

"Damn it!"

Han Lin frowned, and found that he seemed to have gone around a dead end, and whether or not he wanted to expose Liu Hong's true face was to no avail. All of this that is happening now is extremely beneficial to the disciples of the Mountain Moving Sect and to Liu Hong.

Because of Chen Mo, the Lingyue Sect and the Iron Smelting Sect have no chance to join forces in this secret realm, and they can even be called mortal enemies.

And the people of the Sword Sect, the sword cultivators have always been arrogant, they only look down on the long sword in their hands, and the sword cultivators who are stronger than them. With the strength of the Lingyue Sect in this secret realm, it can't be seen in their eyes.

Han Lin was thinking about it, when suddenly the figure in front of him paused, and he looked up, only to find that he had arrived at the wooden house that Liu Hong said.

The hut is not large, and can only accommodate a few people. The door is wide open, allowing a glimpse of what is inside. There was a raging fire inside, and two people were sitting by the fire.

One of them, dressed in black, with his shoulders half bare, was roasting on the fire, and above his right arm there were several hideous wounds that crouched on it like centipedes, and there were drops of undried blood dripping from the wounds.

This person is Chen Mo.

Chen Mo poured a bottle of black medicinal powder on the wound, and in the blur of flesh and blood, he made a sound that made people feel frightened, but the expression on Chen Mo's face remained unchanged.

After the wound came into contact with the powder, it instantly changed color, turning from bright red to a strange purple, which was a little dizzying.

But the effect of this black powder was excellent, so that the wound on Chen Mo's right arm was visibly healed a lot.

He withdrew his right arm, which had been scorched on the fire, and bent it slightly, as if it were all right.

And the person sitting opposite Chen Mo was Gu Qi. His state is much better than Chen Mo, his breath is steady, his eyes are calm, like a deep pool, unfathomable.

Gu Qi couldn't find any scars all over his body, not even a trace of a fight, as if he was a master outside the world, wandering outside the mortal world.

Han Lin subconsciously looked at Gu Qi, but felt that this person was like the darkest in the world, no matter what kind of light shone on, he couldn't penetrate it, he could only be absorbed and swallowed by it.

At this moment, Han Lin was even more puzzled. No matter how he looked at it, Gu Qi, an old man who was over half a hundred years old, was just a minor monk who practiced qi at the sixth level, and there was nothing peculiar about it at all.

However, the old man from eons ago, with the universe as a chessboard and the stars as a chess piece, gambled with the other person, and the sentence in the endless reincarnation, to mess with his way and go against his will.

It always reminds Han Lin of Gu Qi in front of him, the two are too similar, whether it is their appearance or their calm temperament.

In this world, are there really two similar flowers?