After Chen Mo's figure disappeared in the distance, Han Lin took off the spirit eating beast skin on his body, put it in a storage bag, and walked forward dozens of steps, observing the injuries on the body of this Iron Smelting Sect disciple.

The speed of Chen Mo's sword was too fast, too gentle, like a breeze blowing on his face, and in a moment, this person had no chance to live, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back.

Rao is Han Lin's eyes stared at Chen Mo's movements, and he just felt a flower in front of him, and the tower-like man fell to the ground with a bang.

"One blow kills, instantly extinguishing this person's vitality, and he doesn't even have time to crush the spirit rune and leave. ”

Han Lin looked at the man's headless corpse, the blood gushing from his neck had dried up, and even the nearby grass had been stained red. The grass was green and red, and it was so dazzling that one couldn't help but think of what it would be like when the corpse turned into white bones a few days later.

In this long path of cultivation, life and death have long been like ordinary things, and Han Lin has long put these aside since the Lingyue Sect stepped into the cultivation realm.

Han Lin could easily kill demon beasts, and he could kill thousands of spirit eaters in one breath, but when such a living person died in front of him, he still inevitably had some fluctuations in his heart, and there was more confusion in his eyes.

After all, Han Lin was just a scholar a few months ago, and even blood was rare on weekdays, so how could he still maintain peace in his heart after seeing a person die.

He was silent, sat cross-legged with a solemn expression, and recited a mantra for the man.

It can be regarded as worthy of this side.

After a while, Han Lin got up, looked at the layers of white clouds in the sky, and muttered for a moment,

"Senior Brother Jiao has a lot of connections with Chen Mo, and wants me to ask me about what happened back then, why I abandoned my friends and left. But at the moment, it seems that this person is indifferent to everything and is used to being alone. Perhaps before I could open my mouth, I would be killed by his sword. ”

Han Lin smiled bitterly and muttered, he had thought that this would be a relatively easy task, so he promised it easily, but he never thought that it would be so difficult to complete.

"Let's take it one step at a time. ”

Han Lin sighed lightly, his gaze turned into a determined look, looking at the towering tree in the distance, and then he suddenly turned around, looked at the headless corpse, rubbed his palms and said,

"This fellow Daoist, Han recited a mantra for you. Look at your storage bag, put it here, put it away, and after a while, when the secret realm disappears, I'm afraid you can only stay here and eat ashes. ”

"It's better to give it to Han, and Han will recite the mantra for Taoist friends every day in the future. ”

Han Lin's eyes rolled, and suddenly he smiled slyly, stretched out his index finger in the air,

"I'll count three times, if you don't speak, it means that you have acquiesced. ”

"One ,......"

"Two! three!"

Han Lin quickly stretched out his hand to the waist of the headless corpse, took off the storage bag, and exuded his spiritual power to check the situation in the storage bag, his whole face was as bright as a blooming flower in an instant, and he smiled innocently.

"This kid's shameless appearance is quite the demeanor of the Taoist master back then. ”

The Dao Fang was in Han Lin Zhihai, stretching out his paws and rubbing his chin, looking like a master, as if he was pointing out the country.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Han Lin coughed dryly twice, pinned the person's storage bag to his waist, and although his face was a little embarrassed, he still didn't speak.

He naturally heard Dao Fang's evaluation, and he didn't think so, Han Lin thought to himself that he was such a kind person, and he also helped this person recite the death mantra, how could he be as black as you, a black monkey.

However, when he thought of the heavy spirit stones in the storage bag and those magic weapons, Han Lin's heart was so happy that he even whistled inadvertently.

Thinking about it, Han Lin had already left this place in a quick walk and walked towards the center of the secret realm.

And not long after he left this place, the blood-stained grass on this grassland suddenly seemed to touch something, and the red light burst out, turning into several vines in an instant.

Like snakes, the vines seemed to have a life of their own, waving through the air and then plunging directly into the headless corpse, like tubes.

In just one breath, the flesh and blood of the headless corpse were devoured completely, leaving only a thin layer of flesh and skin. When the breeze blows, the thin skin of flesh flies away with the wind......

And this vine, after absorbing the flesh and blood, actually glowed with a strange red light all over the body, and if you look closely, the middle of the vine is actually empty, and the flesh and blood gusherp out of the vine and fall into the earth.

After a few moments, the vines gathered and returned to the earth, turning back into green grass.

The breeze blew away, blowing away the bloody breath in the air, and turning into the fragrance of birds and flowers again, a peaceful scene......

"This disciple of the Iron Smelting Sect is actually so rich, should I go and rob it?"

Han Lin pinched his chin and couldn't help but think, when he opened this storage bag just now, his eyes were about to be blinded. There were at least two hundred spirit stones in his pocket, more than the spirit stones in Han Lin's own storage bag.

Plus three magic weapons: a small flag, an inkstone, and a gourd.

When this small flag is cast, it can emit a lot of mist to cover the surroundings. In this mist, it can obscure the opponent's vision, and at the same time, the fog is like the divine sense of the Tsukiji monk, and it can know the opponent's location at any time.

And this inkstone is also quite magical, under the running spirit stone, it can be turned into a stone tablet, the height and width of the stone tablet are several zhang, once it falls, the ground shakes the mountain, and people are slapped into meat mud.

As for this gourd, it was an ordinary-looking green-skinned gourd, but Han Lin shook it, and there was a gurgling sound from inside.

He used his spiritual power to investigate the situation of this gourd, but found that this gourd actually had its own space, and it was filled with at least one lake water. If it is poured out, the power can be imagined.

It's a pity that this gourd can only be filled with water, and nothing else can be loaded into it, Han Lin tried to throw a spirit stone into it, but found that after the spirit stone was loaded into it, he could only stay in the gourd, and could not enter the self-contained space.

However, this disciple of the Iron Smelting Sect was really unlucky, he had so many magic weapons on his body, and he thought that he had eaten Chen Mo, so he didn't even use the magic weapon on his body, and was beheaded by Chen Mo with a sword.

Otherwise, with this person's cultivation, coupled with these weird magic weapons, at least he can fight with Chen Mo with hundreds of moves, and no matter how bad he is, he can get out of the way.

Han Lin raised his eyebrows, and mourned a few words for this person in his heart, but it also reminded him. The lion fights the rabbit, and we must also go all out.

Especially when facing an opponent like Chen Mo, either he dies or I die, so you must not keep your hand.

"In this secret realm, only you can believe it!"

As soon as he thought of this, the killing intent in Han Lin's eyes gradually rose, and his whole person was covered by a cold murderous aura.

He has always been a person who does not want to cause trouble, and he does not dare to kill people. But he was also a man who loved his life, and if someone threatened his life, he wouldn't mind eradicating them......