"Swoosh~"

Han Mo rushed out of the weeds like an arrow. He looked back at the person in Donglintang who was chasing him, and shook his head helplessly. Why did this scene look so similar to the last time Long Kong chased him? It seems that he is so destined to be chased by others.

"It depends on whether you have many people or many monsters." Han Mo hesitated for a moment and continued running towards the front, his spiritual sense was released, and he felt the movement of every grass and tree around him. Han Mo wanted to find some places with monsters to rush to stop these people with monsters.

"It's strange, why are there no monsters in the early morning?" Han Mo said in confusion after running for a while. He didn't even notice a monster along the way.

"Is anyone killing monsters? All the monsters on the periphery have been killed?" Han Mo murmured in confusion. This is the back mountain of Shura Academy. Even there are many monsters on the periphery, but along the way, they didn't even notice the shadow of a monster.

At this moment, Han Mo's ears squirmed slightly and looked into the distance in confusion. There seemed to be a slight sound of footsteps there, and Han Mo couldn't help but wonder.

"In the depths of the back mountain, besides killing monsters, they probably go into seclusion to practice combat skills. There are at least dozens of people who hear the sound, and they must be the former." Han Mo said, touching his chin, and hesitating for a moment and running towards the other direction.

Now it is impossible to determine who is ahead. At first, Han Mo had thought about using the power of others to get rid of Donglintang, but if the other party knew or even had a group of people, Han Mo would have to secretly "joy".

"Who!" Han Mo, who was rushing forward, suddenly twisted his body and stopped urgently. He looked at the weeds that were tall with a gloomy face. He flipped his right hand and the long sword flashed out, looking ahead vigilantly.

Soon, a smooth head slowly poked out of the weeds, looked at Han Mo in confusion, and asked tentatively for a while, "Who are you?"

Han Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, then smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll pass by."

"Oh." The man responded lightly, then his hands were "very slept" under him, and he had been doing it for a long time.

Han Mo hesitated for a moment and nodded apologetically, turned around and ran towards the distance. The man looked at the direction of Han Mo's departure, touched his chin as if he was recalling something. After a while, he patted his head and suddenly realized: "Isn't this guy Han Mo? He actually went into the back mountain alone, so I have to tell Brother Wu Xuan to go quickly."

Han Mo didn't know where he was at this time, but he only knew that he hadn't come to this direction. After looking back for a while, he was sure that the people from Donglintang had not caught up with him. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. Not long after he came to the college, he was repeatedly driven into the back mountain of the college by others. This matter is probably unprecedented.

He shook his head with a wry smile, hesitated for a moment and sat cross-legged on the ground and meditated. Now Han Mo's spiritual consciousness has gradually become stronger. Although he cannot compare with a real alchemist, he can sense the movements from the outside world while practicing, and that is enough.

The injury to the right hand has also healed a lot. Han Mo couldn't be anxious about the bones and didn't know how to tie the bones. It seems that he would have to study it in the future. At least he can handle the injury in the future, so he won't be as embarrassed as he is now.

“Just ahead.”

At this moment, a sound came from a long way. Han Mo's heart trembled when he heard this. He slowly opened his eyes and listened carefully to the movements in the distance. After a while, he heard some faint and imperceptible voices again.

"I'm chasing you so soon? No, isn't it? Do you have a rare wind-attribute fighting spirit among them?" Han Mo said in surprise. Not only did he run wildly, but he was also constantly changing directions. It would be a bit unreasonable to catch up with you so quickly. The only possibility is that the other party has a strong man with wind-attribute fighting spirit. However, the wind-attribute is different from the fire-attribute, and the wind-attribute belongs to a mutated fighting spirit, which is rare.

Han Mo hesitated for a moment and turned around and rushed into the weeds and disappeared.

Not long after Han Mo left, a team of thirty or forty people rushed over. The leader was Wu Xuan, the apprentice of the master alchemy master Puxiu.

Wu Xuan glanced at the man beside him and said in a low tone: "Didn't you say Han Mo walked in this direction? Why didn't you even see the shadow until now?"

Seeing Wu Xuan’s question, the young follower owed his body and said, “Brother, I really saw Han Mo leaving in this direction. I have seen Han Mo twice, so I won’t read it wrong.”

"Han Mo is just a little ant who has just broken through the martial arts master. How dare you enter the depths of the back mountain of the academy alone? If you lie, I won't repair you." Wu Xuan glanced at the man and said viciously.

The young follower trembled when he heard this, and knelt down with a "thump", bowed to Wu Xuan with a worried look on his face and said, "Brother Wu Xuan, how dare I deceive you? I really saw Han Mo. I knew that Brother Wu Xuan hated Han Mo, so I hurried to report, how dare I lie?"

Looking at the man who looked like a pustules, Wu Xuan waved his hand impatiently and said, "Okay, okay, get out of here." Then he shouted to everyone behind him, "Everyone searches separately, don't rush to do it after finding it, send a signal to summon brothers. Brother Dongfang has given a special explanation, you must do it well."

"Yes!" Everyone responded softly, then turned around and ran towards all directions.

Wu Xuan glanced at the man who was still kneeling on the ground, gave the man a blank look in disgust, and flashed away from here.

"I just don't think so I'll know how to hold chicken feathers as a command arrow." The man said unhappy when he saw Wu Xuan leave. If this guy hadn't been supported by the alchemist Puhuois, he would have been beaten to death by the madmen in the academy.

Han Mo didn't know that more and more people were chasing him now. At the edge of the stream of the big walkway, he squatted down and washed his face, sighed helplessly. As expected, he was still weak and wasted time on this group of scumbags. Otherwise, Han Mo would have studied more combat skills, practiced more magical skills, and the black box in the ring. Han Mo would feel impatient when he thought about it a little.

"It's so painful. Since that's the case, I'll go to the deepest part of the back mountain to practice in seclusion." Han Mo hesitated and smiled. Since he couldn't go back, then go directly to the back mountain. There are many monsters in the deep part of the back mountain, and he can avoid them in advance with his keen perception. In this way, the people of Donglin Hall will be restrained by the monsters. The deeper the monsters will become, the stronger the monsters will be. Donglin Hall will definitely not dare to go deeper after the end.
Chapter completed!