Green Plum Fairy Road

Under the terrifying pressure between life and death, Mo He finally squeezed out a trace of his own potential, urging the Dao official seal in his hand.

The moment a golden light lit up, it collided with a red light. At the moment when the two rays of light intersected, a large firelight appeared, covering the surrounding area within tens of meters.

In an instant, the flames dissipated, revealing two figures standing in place.

The Dao official seal in Mo He's original hand has now fallen to his feet. He slowly lowered his head and looked at his abdomen, where a hand has been pierced directly into his body, but there is no blood. Flow out, because the hand that pierced his body, with a fiery force on it, had already scorched the wound.

Mo He can already imagine his fate. Maybe in the next second, he will face either being torn in half abruptly, or being burned by the raging fire and turning his body into ashes.

Mo He raised his head and stared at Zhao Hu in front of him. At this moment, he was lying on the ground, both hands stretched out at the same time, one of them pierced Mo He's abdomen, while the other hand froze there.

Although Zhao Hu was lying on the ground, he raised his head so that Mo He could see his hideous expression. The crazy killing intent in his eyes had already turned into a few bursts of flames, which seemed to happen at any time. break out.

Suddenly, Mo He discovered that Zhao Hu's expression was stiff, and the hand that could pierce his abdomen didn't have any.

Mo He saw that Zhao Hu, who was lying there, had no ups and downs in his chest.

"He won't be, he's dead!" Mo He thought this way, but then he couldn't believe it. He looked down at the wound on his abdomen, and Mo He took two steps backwards with difficulty.

The injuries on his body, coupled with the feeling of emptiness in his body, made Mo He feel that he could not afford a trace of strength now. Only when he stepped back did the intense pain prevent Mo He from fainting directly.

Mo He fell to the ground, feeling a trance. In the dimness, Mo He saw Zhao Hu lying there, his body suddenly lit up with a slight flame, and then the whole body collapsed. Go down.

Mo He couldn't hold it anymore, the spiritual energy in his body was exhausted too severely, and he finally fell into a coma completely.

When Mo He woke up again, he was already in a strange place. Seeing himself lying on a bed, Mo He knew that he had been rescued.

Mo He moved his hands and feet slightly, and Mo He felt the pain from his abdomen.

The injury Mo He suffered this time was not minor. If he were an ordinary person, the opponent would have died long ago, and as a cultivator, Mo He's injury was not fatal.

Feeling that the spiritual power in his body has not fully recovered now, Mo He closed his eyes again and began to recover the spiritual power consumed in his body.

This time his spiritual energy was consumed too severely, especially at the last moment, Mo He squeezed himself frantically, almost squeezing himself to a state of exhaustion.

Mo He began to regain the spiritual power in his body, and the surrounding heaven and earth began to flood into Mo He's room. The person who saved Mo He quickly noticed it and knew that the person he had saved was awake.

After Mo He regained the spiritual power in his body, and soon he opened his eyes again, he heard the door open and a person came in.

Mo He turned his head and saw the person who walked in through the door. The other person was wearing a blue Taoist robe, his face was very old, and his pace was very slow.

"Senior Yuan, did you save me?" Mo He, who walked in from the door, had seen him. He had attended the Five Elements Temple and the Baijia School of Yuhe Mansion before, and he was a master of Yinshen realm.

"Friend Mo is polite. When I arrived, you were in a coma, so I brought you back by the way. This is your thing. Since you have woken up,

Mo Heguang swept across, and he saw his storage bag, black jade bamboo stick, Dao official seal, the scarlet spiritual orb and his own dagger and magical instruments. They were all here.

"Thank you Senior Yuan!" Seeing that he has a lot of things, Mo He can only thank him again. He feels that Senior Yuan has a good character. If he meets others, he is greedy for these things, Mo The river is really not good to come back.

Of course, it's also possible that your own things are too bad for others to look down upon.

"You should continue to rest first. I have already taken care of the injuries on your body. You can do the rest by yourself!" After Daochang Yuan returned Mo He's things, he continued to say a few more words and then turned around. Up.

When Mo He was left alone in the room, Mo He began to deal with his injuries, and at the same time recalled the scene before he was unconscious.

Before Mo He fell into a coma, he saw Zhao Hu's body collapsed, his body had become empty, his internal organs and flesh and blood were gone, perhaps he was burned to ashes.

Looking down at the wound on his abdomen, Mo He suddenly felt in his heart that he was able to survive. It was really a fluke, and it was true.

The monster's inner alchemy and flesh and blood, coupled with a kind of wonderful little supernatural power, forced Zhao Hu's cultivation to the Yin God realm, and at the same time gave him only one chance to fight with all his strength.

When Zhao Hu began to take full action, his internal organs, and even blood, had already begun to gradually burn. In this process, Zhao Hu's strength will become stronger and stronger, and his mind will become stronger. More and more irritable, but as the internal organs are burned out, in the end it will suddenly decline.

This is why at the very beginning, among Mohe's little supernatural powers, he could only use fireballs to bombard wildly, but after a period of time, he could forcefully break Mohe's little supernatural powers.

Thanks to Mo He's supernatural powers of Shuimu Tsinghua, Zhao Hu spent a lot of time, and Zhao Hu wasted a lot of time, and finally fell down at the most critical moment.

Zhao Hu's willpower is indeed very strong. At the last moment when the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dead, he still sends a final blow to Mo He. If he is given one or two more breaths, then maybe He could really drag Mo He to die together.

It's a pity that everything is still a little bit worse after all, so Mo He survived, but Zhao Hu died.

After lying in bed for the next day, although the injury on his body had not fully recovered, Mo He could already tentatively get out of bed.

The effect of moisturizing aura is used to recover injuries, and the effect is quite good.

After his injury improved, Mo He learned from Yuan Daochang’s mouth that when he arrived that day, Zhao Hu’s body had basically turned to ashes. Regarding his fate, Mo He did not feel sorry or relieved, only to himself Reflection.

In this battle with Zhao Hu, Mo He discovered many of his shortcomings. It was a fluke to survive this time, but Mo He did not dare to expect that he would be so lucky every time.

A mere Zhao Hu, I don’t know what method he used to raise his cultivation base to the realm of Yin God, and he could almost kill himself. Mo He didn’t want to experience this kind of thing a second time, at least he was encountering it. In a similar encounter, you should have the ability to escape.

A few days later, Mo He’s injury was no longer a serious problem, and he was going to say goodbye to Yuan Daochang and return to the Qingmei Temple of Mochizuki Mountain. This time he encountered something like this, and he was delayed outside for several days. I still don’t know what happened in Zi'an County. Has anything happened in the past few days?

"Thank you, Senior Yuan, for your help. I am already in good health. I am here today to say goodbye to my predecessor and prepare to go back to Zi'an County. If there is something to be done by Senior in the future, the junior is willing to do my best!" Mo He said respectfully to Yuan Daochang. .

This time, no matter what, I owed an adult favor, and I must repay it later.

"Friend Mo Dao is polite, Pang Dao has already said that, I just brought you back to let you rest for a few days, no more effort, don't worry about it!" Yuan Daochang waved his hand to Mo He.

"Since Fellow Daoist Mo is back home like an arrow, it is not convenient for Dao Dao to stay. No worries, you can send Dao Chang out as a teacher!"

"Yes, Master!" Not far behind Yuan Daochang, a Taoist boy who looked about eight or nine years old said.

Hearing the words, Mo He glanced at the Dao Tong, then bowed and saluted Yuan Daochang again, turned and walked outside.

This little Taoist boy is Yuan Daochang's disciple, and Mo He has seen him several times in the past few days. His name is Wuyou, but the opposite of his name is the melancholy look on the other's face.

He is only eight or nine years old, and he is very cute. It is estimated that when he gets older, he will definitely be a handsome young man, but the expression on his face is sad and accurate. In fact, it can be called sadness, which is indeed a bit strange.

Mo He walked outside, wanting to follow Wuyou, and smiled at him.

"For the past few days, I have been taking care of Senior Yuan, and it has been a lot of trouble and worry-free fellow daoists. If you have some free time in the future, you can come to see the green plum blossoms in Wangyue Mountain, Zi'an County!"

Wuyou raised his head and looked at Mo He, his eyes seemed to show sadness. This emotion went straight into his mind. Mo He could feel the sadness in his eyes as well.

"Thank you, Mr. Mo, if you have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely go and ask for trouble!"

The worry-free voice is quite normal, that is, when he speaks, his tone is very flat. With the sadness that cannot be removed on his face, it does make people feel that his voice has also become sad.

"Ahem, Daoist Wuyou, in fact, hey, forget it, goodbye!" Mo He looked at Wuyou, and wanted to persuade the other party to smile more often, but suddenly when he wanted to speak Stopped.

He didn't know what the other party had gone through, which made him feel such sadness on his face at a young age, and said this rashly. Although it was a good intention, it was not necessarily for the other party, so let it go.

After swallowing what he wanted to say, Mo He turned around and left.

After Mo He left, Wuyou, who was standing at the door, did not immediately turn back. Instead, he reached out and pinched a magic trick, condensing an ice mirror in front of him.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Wuyou stretched out both hands and raised the corners of her mouth, trying to make a smile. This is the person in the mirror, but it seems even sadder!