Nether Forest 25

"Hey, hey, Prince Ximen," the voice of the old fairy with a wonderful hand slowly floated out of the house, "You make a trick to plot against General Mo, others can't see it, do you still say that the old fairy and I am also blind?"

It wasn't until this time that the Flying Deer Clan understood why Mo Zuoling, who had been a big winner, would lose both with his opponent.

"Despicable!"

"Shameless!"

One by one, they were filled with righteous indignation, and they all scolded and picked up the long spirit bow in their hands.

"Old Immortal, you don't know where to start with this?"

"Hmph, let's start with the spiritual storm. Originally, Lingtai seemed to be suffering extremely serious internal injuries, but at this time, he slowly stood up and said coldly.

Ximen Dao chuckled in his heart, and glanced at Yang Yi with slanted eyes. The latter showed an embarrassed and wry smile, but in this case, it was not easy to say much.

"Prince Ximen, now, do you know the difficulty and retreat, or do you have to wait for me to make a move?" Mo Rufei slowly took off the long spirit bow and asked coldly.

Ximen Enterway looked down at Kang Blade, who had just been carried back, his face was like gold paper, and he was lying motionless on the ground, and his heart was thinking rapidly.

"Hey, hey, if you want to do it, count me in!" the old fairy chimed in. Obviously, he is on the side of the Flying Deer Clan, and his vote is undoubtedly the last thing that crushes the camel.

Fainted, completely fainted, the last line of defense in the heart of Ximen entered the road was defeated in an instant. If it is only against the Flying Deer Clan, although Mo Rufei can still fight, with Yang Yi, he should not be afraid, and his side should still have a seventy or eighty percent chance of winning.

However, what about the old immortal? Since the clever old immortal wants to make a move, he must be an enemy rather than a friend, the puppet of the old immortal. has always been famous, and the so-called fame is nothing but a decoration.

In this way, I am afraid that I will not even have a chance of winning.

Thinking of this, the entrance road of the West Gate was like ashes. Hey, when is the timing, if you just came and fought with the old immortal alone, where would there be such an embarrassment now? Where would you lose a bottle of 10,000-year-old liquid in vain!

What's more, until now, my father is still trying his best to make friends with the Flying Deer Clan. If you don't handle it properly this time, hey......

Thinking of this, Simon's back was already wet with cold sweat, and his heart was horizontal, and he already had a plan. Since it is not possible to annihilate all the opponents, it is better to endure one step and broaden the sky and try to ease the tense relationship between the two sides.

Give up the present and think about the long term.

This guy can really bend and stretch. Immediately laughed and said, "General Mo is serious, where does Xiao Wang actually dare to do something with the general? Everything before was just a joke!"

This guy arched his hand into the house and said, "Old Immortal, that bottle of 10,000-year-old liquid." It should be regarded as compensation for offending the old immortal and being inconsiderate. By the way, if it's convenient, I want to ask the old fairy a word, that direction forward. What's going on now?"

Xiang Qian's heart moved, and he said in a rough voice: "It's nothing, it's just that it has been refined into an elixir by the old immortal." It's been in the belly for many days!" Saying this, I really hope that this guy will stop thinking about this from now on, and don't think about himself again.

Ximen entered the road with a "sigh", nodded, and said: "General Mo, you and I are both monks, when competing in martial arts, who doesn't want to win by force, isn't it? ”

As he spoke, he took out a porcelain bottle and said, "This bottle contains my Transfiguration Healing Elixir, give it to General Mo, apologize, and hope that General Mo will not give up!" With a flick of his fingers, the porcelain vase hurried towards Mo Rufei.

Mo Rufei didn't stretch out his hand to catch it, and with a gentle palm swing, the porcelain bottle turned again, but flew smoothly towards the entrance of the West Gate, the speed did not decrease at all, but the bottle body did not shake at all.

Mo Rufei said: "No. The tone was extremely cold.

Ximen entered the Dao and saw that Mo Rufei showed such a hand, and he knew that he had just tried his own injury, and he had seen through this move, and saw that his palm strength was stable, and if he continued to entangle, his side had almost no chance of winning.

Immediately, Ximen entered the road with a slight smile, put away the porcelain vase, and said: "The green mountains do not change, the green water always flows, General Mo, I hope we will have the opportunity to meet again in the future." Hopefully, when the time comes, we can fight side by side. ”

Mo Rufei snorted coldly and ignored this person no longer.

Ximen entered the road and ordered: "Lift up Mr. Kang, let's go." ”

In a matter of moments, the group walked along the path from which they came, walking cleanly.

"Poof," Mo Rufei couldn't hold it anymore at this time, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground.

......

Mo Rufei woke up slowly, but there was a strange young man sitting in front of him, and one of his subordinates was standing next to the son, and he immediately gestured to his companion with his eyes, and the subordinate hurriedly said: "Mo Zuoling, this is the Taoist friend of the old immortal, Fang Gongzi, the direction forward." ”

Mo Rufei was stunned, in front of the direction, this name vaguely remembered that it seemed that he had just heard Ximen enter the Dao, not that it was ...... by the old immortal Hey, come to think of it, that's the old immortal tricking Simon into entering the Tao.

Immediately, Mo Rufei struggled hard and finally sat up. Only then did he realize that he had slept on the couch of the old fairy in the house. I can't help but be terrified.

"This, this, this ......" is as weak as being injured, and many words are blocked in his mouth but cannot be crowded for a while.

He waved his hand forward and said, "General Mo doesn't have to mind. All you have to do is raise it for three more days, and then you can go to the ground. He added: "For the past two days, you have been unconscious, and since you woke up today, it is very good, I should speed up to help you recover from the wound of the spiritual platform." ”

Two days? I've slept for two days? Mo Rufei was very surprised. However, when a wisp of spiritual consciousness in front of him was slowly put into his spiritual pool and slowly healed the wounds on the spiritual platform, Mo Rufei was even more surprised.

Oh, isn't this direction in front of you the same son who warned and even saved his life in his spiritual realm before?

No wonder this voice, this spiritual sense, is so familiar to me!

Moreover, when he was unconscious, he felt that someone was slowly ironing the wound of the spiritual platform for himself bit by bit, and he still vaguely remembers that spiritual sense, and at that time he thought it was a wonderful old fairy, but today he saw it and realized that it was actually the son in front of him!

......

After half an hour, he retracted his spiritual consciousness and meditated on his own pranayama.

Mo Rufei and his subordinates knew the direction before they made a move, and the consumption of spiritual consciousness was too high, so they didn't dare to disturb it.

Breathing in front of the direction, Zhou Tianbi said with a smile: "Hey, if you really want to say that General Mo's spiritual sense is strong, it is really not covered." Someone else, the Lingtai is so badly damaged, not dead but also disabled, you brother, the speed of recovery is steely. ”

Mo Rufei turned over and stood up and arched his hand and said: "Fang Gongzi saved Mo twice and three times, Mo, hey, there is no need to say more, this life is already Fang Gongzi's." ”

He waved his hand forward and said, "General Mo's words are serious, but it's just a gesture." ”

Mo Rufei was no longer polite to him, nodded, and said, "Mo Mou knows it in his heart. Immediately asked: "Young Master Fang, I don't know where the old immortal is? ”

Xiang Qian laughed and said, "Old immortal, you have been out on the night of your injury." Not to mention you, even your companions, and no one will have the privilege of seeing them. ”

Mo Rufei said "hey", and suddenly jumped up and said, "What? Oops, it's not good!" (To be continued......