Chapter 245 Return

The one-eyed monk looked incredulous.

If Zhao Hu had not been seriously injured or killed, the storage bag would not have fallen into the hands of others.

Originally, he thought that after Zhao Hu killed the kid surnamed Ji and came back to help, he could kill all these monks.

Now Zhao Hu not only failed to kill anyone, but might have been killed by someone.

The one-eyed sinner cursed.

In this situation, he had no time to think about who Zhao Hu fell into.

If it dragged on, they would be the ones to die when the demon hunter arrived.

The one-eyed sinner weighed it for a moment, and finally he could only grit his teeth and say: "Retreat first!"

The other sinners were unwilling, but they all knew that they were powerless in the current situation, so they could only look resentful and prepare to retreat.

Mo Hua saw that they wanted to retreat, his eyes flickered slightly, and suddenly said:

"That dwarf, are you called Diao Lao San?"

The short hidden monk stopped and looked cold.

He has been in the cultivation world for a hundred years. When was he yelled at by a little devil like this?

Mo Hua pretended to persuade him: "Your hiding skills are not good. I can see through it at a glance. Next time you see me, hide away. Otherwise, if I see you, you will be embarrassed again."

Diao Lao San couldn't help but get angry.

Mo Hua said sarcastically: "Why don't you change your name? Don't call yourself Diao Lao San anymore. Change it to Diao Wei. When you see me, hold your tail and run away."

Diao Lao San was so angry that he almost bit his teeth. He felt a surge of blood in his throat and almost vomited it out.

The one-eyed sinner said coldly: "Don't be provoked by him. I will settle accounts with him later!"

Diao Lao San looked at Mo Hua angrily, as if he wanted to remember Mo Hua's appearance firmly in his heart.

After that, the sinners stopped talking and gradually retreated until their figures disappeared into the deep forest.

Ji Qingbai and the other two breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Hua felt a little regretful that he could not keep the hidden cultivator named Diao Lao San.

He had sensed the figure of the demon hunter in his consciousness, and soon a demon hunter would come to support him.

Uncle Ji and the other two were injured, so he could not chase them rashly. Mo Hua could not keep those sinners by himself.

Fortunately, everyone was fine, so Mo Hua was relieved.

Mo Hua distributed the pills made by Mr. Feng to the three people.

The two demon hunters thanked him, took the pills, and began to meditate to heal their wounds.

Ji Qingbai was worried, looking at Mo Hua, hesitant to speak.

Mo Hua said: "Brother Ji is indeed still alive, but his injuries are very serious. If you heal your wounds quickly, you can go to see him earlier."

Ji Qingbai nodded quickly, swallowed the pills, and began to regulate his breathing to heal his wounds.

After a while, a demon hunter came.

Before, the fog suddenly rose, and some demon hunters were lost because they could not tell the direction.

Now that the fog has dispersed, the demon hunters who see the fireworks signal can rush over to support.

At the same time, the one-eyed criminal and Diao Laosan and others fled to a forest along the rugged mountain road.

As the one-eyed monk was walking, he suddenly looked up and found someone in front of him, so he ordered everyone to disperse and ambush in the bushes on both sides.

After a while, more than a dozen monks came in front, all wearing black clothes and not looking good.

Seeing this, the one-eyed monk breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and said with a fist: "Brother!"

The criminal called the big brother was a bald man, with a ninth-level cultivation level of Qi Refining, a medium-sized man, with eyes like an eagle, sharp ears, and frowned and asked:

"How did it go?"

The one-eyed monk looked ashamed, "I failed."

"How did you fail? Where is Zhao Hu?"

The one-eyed criminal couldn't speak.

How did you fail?

Could he say that he was fooled by a young boy, wasted time, and therefore failed to kill Ji Qingbai, and Zhao Hu was nowhere to be found, whether he was dead or alive? In front of so many people, he couldn't afford to lose face. The one-eyed sinner could only bite the bullet and say: "The demon hunters came to support quickly, and the life and death of brother Zhao Hu is unknown." The bald monk called the eldest brother looked cold. Diao Laosan estimated the number of sinners, turned his eyes, and said: "Brother, we have many people now, why not turn back and kill them by surprise!" Diao Laosan's voice was filled with hatred. He wanted to kill the young monk who used the fireball technique! He had suffered several big losses at the hands of that little boy. Before leaving, the little boy was even sarcastic and ridiculed him in every way. He felt angry and aggrieved when he thought of those words now. When had he ever suffered such humiliation? The most important thing is that his concealment skills and abilities were completely suppressed by that little devil.

If he didn't get rid of that little devil, he would fall into his hands sooner or later!

Unless it was really like what that little devil said, he would be a coward from now on and run away when he saw that little devil.

But if he really did that, he would lose face and would never be able to stay in this Black Mountain State again.

This would be more painful than killing him!

Diao Laosan said again: "They must not have gone far. If we turn back now, the man surnamed Ji will surely die, and the other demon hunters can also be killed!"

Especially that damned little cultivator. He will not be able to get rid of the hatred in his heart unless he grinds that kid to ashes.

The one-eyed sin cultivator's eyes lit up when he heard this:

"Brother, this plan is feasible. We are now in large numbers and can fight quickly."

The bald monk pondered for a moment and said slowly:

"Kong family will pay the remaining spirit stones only if we kill the man surnamed Ji. Let's go together, move quickly, and retreat after killing them!"

All the sin cultivators said "yes" in unison, and then their figures flashed, and they all headed towards the small hillside.

On the small hillside, Mo Hua was still there, and more and more demon hunters came over one after another, and there were more and more people.

This was beyond Mo Hua's expectation.

The inner mountain is so big, and it is impossible for so many demon hunters to come even if he set off a few fireworks.

After asking about the whole story, Mo Hua was a little stunned.

Many demon hunters were separated because of the fog.

Generally speaking, it is best to stay where you are when there is heavy fog, but this is the inner mountain, the situation is dangerous, and there will always be accidents.

Or encountering monsters, or encountering poisonous swamps, or being attacked by monks, the demon hunters have to continue to find the way in the fog, and it is inevitable that they will be separated.

After the fog disappeared, the demon hunters gathered in twos and threes.

Those who saw the fireworks rushed over to support and passed on the message to each other.

Several demon hunters had seen Mo Hua and said, "Someone was injured, and Mo Hua is also here."

This word spread from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, and then it became "Mo Hua is also injured."

When the demon hunters heard this, they were immediately indignant.

Mo Hua was injured, how could it be?

All the demon hunters who heard the news, no matter how far away, rushed here.

Some were still chasing after the monsters with low health, some were skinning and boned the monsters, and some packed their storage bags and were about to go down the mountain. When they heard the news, they stopped what they were doing, drew their swords and rushed over immediately.

So more and more monster hunters gathered on the hillside, almost a hundred people...

After Mo Hua found out the whole story, he was moved and a little amused.

After a while, Yu Chengyi also came over.

He was hunting monsters on the other side, far away, and came panting. When he saw Mo Hua, he asked: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay."

This sentence is okay, Mo Hua has said dozens of times.

Yu Chengyi was relieved, "It's good that you're fine."

Then he asked in confusion, "Why did I hear someone say you were injured?"

Mo Hua said helplessly, "Someone was injured, but it wasn't me."

"That's good." Yu Chengyi nodded, then got a little angry and ordered:

"Tell everyone that Mo Hua is fine, don't spread it anymore."

If it spreads, his father, Elder Yu, will probably have to go up the mountain himself.

Yu Chengyi looked around and asked, "What happened?"

Mo Hua briefly said that Ji Li was being hunted, and Ji Qingbai and the two demon hunters were besieged.

Yu Chengyi was furious and said, "These bastards will be a disaster if they stay in the mountain sooner or later. Sooner or later, they will all be killed!"

Mo Hua felt a little sorry.

If the inner mountain was not so big, the demon hunters could come earlier, or those sinners could delay for a while after being angered by him, and they could all be left behind.

Mo Hua released his spiritual consciousness and scanned the surrounding area again, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"That dwarf who can hide is really patient. I scolded him so much, but he didn't even think of coming back to trouble me?"

Is he the same as Qian Hong, a coward?

Mo Hua thought silently in his heart.

After a while, Ji Qingbai finished his healing and was eager to see Ji Li's injury, so everyone prepared to go down the mountain.

Suddenly, Mo Hua's consciousness moved, his eyes gradually brightened, and he hurriedly said: "Wait."

A group of demon hunters stopped and looked at him in confusion.

Mo Hua held his breath and concentrated his consciousness to the extreme, then opened his eyes, smiled, and said:

"The big fish has been caught."

Thanks to the Ender Sky for the reward~