Chapter 10: The Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master

And just when Xiaolong was thinking about this, he couldn't catch off guard that Li Mochou suddenly jumped up, flashed like a ghost, and his figure rushed over in an instant, and the distance between the two of them almost twenty steps did not exist, and she crossed it in an instant, and the right palm that had abandoned the long sword turned into a faint color in an instant, and slapped straight towards Xiaolong's cheek.

"Red Cultivation Divine Palm!"

Smelling the faint fishy smell that permeated the air, how could Xiaolong not know that this was Li Mochou's famous stunt that was rampant in the rivers and lakes? I don't know how many famous people who died in vain under her hands, but although Xiaolong had the intention to dodge at this time, he saw that the HP had almost fallen by half, and the MP had almost all been consumed under the blow he had just struck, so it was impossible to even move, but in desperation, he could only slowly close his eyes with a slight wry smile.

"Old bat, if you can't save Lao Tzu this time, Lao Tzu will scold your ancestors even if he is a ghost!"

With Xiaolong's HP value at this time, if he was directly hit by Li Mochou with such a hateful blow, I am afraid that even a person made of iron would be completely smashed, plus how could the poison contained in the opponent's palm power be easy to bear? I am afraid that even if he can escape from death in the palm power, he will not be spared in the poison.

However, just when Xiaolong was muttering this seemingly cursed word in his heart, he suddenly felt a whistling sound in his ears, and this whistling sound continued to whistle in his ears until it stopped after more than ten sounds, and then Li Mochou's familiar voice sounded again.

Slowly opened her eyes, only to see that Li Mochou on the opposite side happened to be standing not far in front of him, and there were several vivid thumb-sized batarts lying quietly at the feet of her side, and on her right arm, it was bloody, and there was also a bat-dart inlaid on it.

Seeing that the batarang attack that he had been looking forward to for a long time finally took effect and saved his life at the last moment, Xiaolong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, under the line between life and death, Rao was ready to die in his heart, but after suddenly escaping at this time, he still couldn't support his body anymore, and collapsed to the ground.

And on the other side, where would Li Mochou think that these people who had tormented and entertained him like cats and mice would let themselves be hit so hard under repeated tricks? The resentment in his heart can be imagined, as for Xiaolong, who can be said to be the culprit, she almost deeply hated it to the bone marrow.

Although the right arm was still bleeding, Li Mochou didn't care about bandaging it at all, but after pulling out the batdar and clicking on a few acupoints on his body to stop the bleeding, he stood up again, and the floating dust in his hand stood upright like a steel needle under her slight trembling, and slowly stabbed towards the little dragon.

Obviously, Li Mochou really moved the killing machine this time, so not only Ke Zhenwei on the side could no longer rescue him as before because he had spent all his energy, but even Wu Santong and Wu Sanniang, who were not injured, were unable to move at all under the pressure of each other's momentum, seeing that Li Mochou had already come to Xiaolong, but saw that Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang suddenly pounced, tightly protected Xiaolong with their bodies, and then cried loudly.

"Let's go with you, let you kill or chop up whatever you want, but you don't want to hurt this little brother again!"

A sad prayer made Li Mochou smile suddenly, the originally soft voice was as sharp as the howl of a night owl at this time, and I don't know if it was because she was stabbed in her heart or because of something else, but after seeing her laugh, she said with a smile: "The two little girls actually know how to protect their lover, but you yourself are still difficult to protect, how can you protect others?"

After that, Li Mochou stepped forward and pulled the two girls up, but no matter how hard she tried, the two girls kept crying and clung to Xiaolong, but they refused to leave, which made Li Mochou immediately annoyed and angry, and raised the dust in his hand and planned to let the two girls die immediately.

Seeing that Li Mochou's stalk of dust was about to slap on the bodies of the two women, making them die immediately, a loud eagle sound suddenly sounded in the distance, only to see that the two eagles that were white and could not see the slightest variegated color were instantly from far to near, and vaguely could see a person wearing a green robe and a mask sitting on it, but beside him was relying on an extremely beautiful girl, who else could there be if it wasn't Guo Fu?

Seeing that the eagle had already flown to everyone's heads, the green-robed guest above had already landed firmly in front of Li Mochou with just a slight leap between condescending beings, completely supporting Xiaolong and the second daughter behind him.

Li Mochou saw that the person in front of her was tall and thin, and because of the mask, she couldn't see his expression clearly, but this made her feel a little disgusted in her heart for this green-robed guest, but in the end, she had scruples, so although she was full of murderous intentions, she still didn't make a move, but just asked, "Who are you?"

The man who knew that this green-robed man didn't care about himself at all, but just pulled the two sisters Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang behind him to his side, and said to the two: "This woman is also hateful, you went over to beat her and get angry!"

Having said that, the two sisters hesitated for a while, but none of them dared to make a move, and after a long time, it was the slightly older Cheng Ying who replied weakly: "I don't dare!"

"Two sisters, if you are told to fight, you just have to fight! Why do you care about so much?" but the little dragon behind him suddenly said loudly, but his eyes glanced at the green-robed guest as if he didn't care.

Sure enough, as soon as his words fell, the green-robed guest immediately looked at him, and the eyes hidden behind the mask faintly flashed a trace of appreciation, but this light was fleeting, and then he once again focused on the two girls beside him.

Obviously, at this time, the two women had regarded Xiaolong as the only pillar in their hearts, so they all puffed up their bodies under his encouragement, but at the moment when they wanted to pass, they were cold, and the green-robed guest grabbed the back of the two of them, and threw them away, but they rushed towards Li Mochou.

Seeing that the two girls were about to crash into his arms, Li Mochou almost subconsciously raised the dust to greet him, but suddenly heard a snort, and then his wrist was weak, and his arm couldn't be raised anyway, so he could only let the two girls rush into his arms, and then subconsciously slapped himself.

Originally, Li Mochou was full of murderous intentions, how could he endure such humiliation? Immediately raised his palm again and carried the Chilian Divine Palm and wanted to kill the two women immediately, but he didn't expect that with another snort, his arm was weak again, and at this time he realized that it was the green-robed guest who ejected a small stone and hit his joint, making him unable to use his palm no matter what.

And the little dragon on the side finally relaxed his heart completely at this moment, although the green-robed guest was very mysterious, even when he found out his character dialog box, he only got a hint of "because the character deliberately concealed his identity, he couldn't query the relevant information of the character", but if he didn't think that the other party was the Huang Yaoshi he had been looking forward to, it would really be in vain.

knew that Li Mochou must be invincible to escape next, and the story would come to an end here, so Xiaolong at this time couldn't help but relax slightly in his heart.