Chapter 2 Time travel ()

The sky is like ink and the moon is hazy. In the lush forest, the nightingale can be heard everywhere, with a shrill voice, like the cry of an unjust ghost.

In the middle of the woods, a well-dressed man lay on the ground in a "big" character. Beside him, several men in black sneered a few times and quickly evacuated the scene. Only the hazy moonlight was left, sprinkled on the man's body, as if he had covered him with a white shroud.

"Grandma, who hit me, it hurts me so much. Oh, why is my whole body so painful? Am I dead?" Hu Mo shouted in pain. After turning over, the pain and nerves in his whole body trembled. That feeling was worse than death.

After he took a breath, he looked at the surrounding environment. At this moment, his face suddenly frozen.

There are towering trees everywhere here, and at first glance they are barren mountains and wilderness, deep mountains and forests. You can hear the howling of wolves everywhere. Coupled with the shrill birds, the thrilling degree is too great.

"Can I have already arrived at the underworld? No, if I became a ghost, I wouldn't still feel so painful. Damn, why are you doing this? Why are you so seriously injured?"

Hu Mo clearly felt that seven or eight of his bones were broken, and even his internal organs showed signs of displacement. If it were someone else, he would have died long ago. Why was he still safe and sound? He just felt the pain?

Hu Mo was thinking a lot, and suddenly, memory fragments flashed through his mind, and these memory fragments were slowly connected under his implicit cues.

"I am Hu Mo, Duke Dingguo of the Tianhuo Empire, the grandson of Hu Yihu, the general general of military commander Hu Meng, and the son of General Weilong Hu Meng. Are you wrong? When did I have this identity?" Hu Mo slapped his head, but forgot that he was still seriously injured, which made him scream again.

"Did I have traveled through time again?" Hu Mo woke up in pain and couldn't help but mutter to himself. He glanced at the bright clothes on his body. It was definitely a high-end product that only rich young masters could afford. At this moment, he suddenly affirmed his current status.

"Haha, that's great. It turns out that I resurrected the soul with a corpse and fucked through time again. My name has not changed yet! God is quite interesting, and I am finally willing to do something good! I also chose a good family for me, Duke Dingguo, General Weilong, and the name is amazing when I hear it!" Hu Mo shouted excitedly, but he didn't dare to make any big moves now, after all, it hurts too much.

"But why did I appear here? The owner of this body should have been dead, and he is still in such an environment..." Hu Mo fell into thinking. As soon as he traveled through time, a stone was blocking his chest. After all, he felt very uncomfortable.

"Young Master, Young Master, where are you, Young Master?"

There were countless shouts coming from a distance, interrupting Hu Mo's thoughts. Hu Mo was shocked and felt the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer. He immediately made a decision in his heart: "Don't think about so many more, these people must be coming to me. They should pretend to be dizzy and save trouble."

As soon as his mind moved, Hu Mo immediately turned his head and "disturbed" directly.

After a while, dozens of guards holding torches appeared beside Hu Mo. As soon as he appeared, an extremely strong pain came from his left arm, and Hu Mo screamed in pain.

"My grandma, you don't have eyes!" Hu Mo was so painful that tears came out. None of these guards were big or thick. With this kick, the already broken arm bones were directly broken into several pieces. The huge pain made Hu Mo's body twist, and only a few cracks were heard, and several bones were broken into several pieces. Hu Mo only felt his eyes dark and he fainted.

"Mom, I'm really dizzy..." Hu Mo fell into chaos with bitterness...

"Young Master, Young Master! I didn't mean it..." The one who shouted was the guard who stepped on him, but Hu Mo couldn't hear this at all. He even suspected that he was trampled through time and slowly, flying further and further...

"Bastard!" With a loud roar, a rosewood table was directly bombarded into pieces in the huge hall, and debris flew. An old man with gray hair rushed to his head with anger. With this loud roar, the entire hall immediately rolled in fire, and a large amount of wood chips were burned into blue smoke, which was extremely choking.

The guards stood in a few rows like that, and they didn't dare to move for a moment, allowing the ashes to submerge them, and none of them dared to say anything.

"Who can tell me why Mo'er was beaten like this? How do you protect him? What happened? Say! I want you to say it in full!" The old man roared sharply, as if a thunder sounded from the ground, shaking the dust in the hall.

The guard in charge took a long step, knelt on one knee, and said with his fist: "Master Marshal, if you want to punish, punish your subordinates, don't..."

"Lin Xiong, did I ask you this? Answer my question quickly!" The old man's eyes were slit, as if he was about to eat everyone in front of him.

The guard was so excited that he immediately sweated and immediately replied: "Reply to the marshal, this is the case. Yesterday afternoon, the young master wandered around as usual. At that time, it was his subordinates who were protecting the young master with a team of ten people until we arrived............"

"Where is it? Say! Don't test my patience!" The old man's tone was very low.

"Yes, yes, we arrived... and arrived at Youxiang Xiaoyuan, and the young master went in..."

"Bastard! Sure enough, I went to that place again! Lin Xiong, why did I tell you? If that bastard boy went to that kind of place, even if you broke his legs, don't let him in. Have you forgotten?" The old man was so angry that he gasped, his eyes as if he wanted to eat people.

Lin Xiong smiled bitterly in his heart and thought to himself: "Do I dare to fight? If I fight, my whole family will not lose enough life! The slave beats the master, this hasn't happened yet."

"Forget it, I won't say this anymore, I'm sorry you won't dare to touch that bastard. Do you want to say that you were sent away by that bastard, but he never came out later. Later, you found him in Luoyun Mountain more than ten miles away, and were beaten seriously injured? Haha, it seems that the difference between the two places is a bit far away." The old man calmed down slowly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of extremely dangerous aura emanated from his body.

"Yes, the marshal is right. Although we can't figure it out, it's really what happened. At that time, we waited outside Youxiang Xiaoyuan for about three hours. Logically speaking, even if the young master plays, he should come out. At this time, his subordinates were a little worried. When he was about to rush in to find the young master, a 'stone' hit him and smashed a brother directly. We quickly found that the 'stone', but found that it turned out to be a piece of paper. I opened the stone and found out that the young master was in Luoyun Mountain." Lin Xiong said truthfully, took out a wrinkled white paper from his arms and handed it over.

The old man took the paper and saw five words "Collection of the corpse, falling into the mountains of clouds" on the white paper. The brushwork was extremely smooth, and the fighting spirit was like a rainbow when using the brush. You could use a ball of paper to smash the head of a guard with a helmet. How could this power be underestimated!

The old man's face became heavier. He pondered for a while and said coldly: "Lin Xiong, pass on the order and keep the whole mansion closed. This matter must not be circulated outside. Violators should be killed!"

"yes!"

"Also, I secretly sent someone to investigate the details of Youxiang Xiaoyuan, and use any means to find out the culprit of this incident. If you dare to touch my grandson, Hu Yihu, I will have to pay a thousand times the price!"

"Yes! I'll send someone to do it right away!"

"There is one last thing, who is the person who left you clues? You must find out too! I don't like being confused, it feels very uncomfortable! Go, please inform me immediately if there is a clue!" Hu Yihu's tone was extremely heavy, and his face was gloomy and terrifying.

Lin Xiong and the others were as if they were amnesty and immediately disappeared. The work of these cups of tea seemed to have been decades before, and the cold sweat could be used as bathing water.

"Marson, this matter seems to be very difficult!" A one-armed old man appeared next to Hu Yihu in a very ghostly manner, his tone full of anxiety.

"Hmph! It seems that some people want to cause some storms. Ah Fu, you go and help too. Lin Xiong is still not so experienced enough, I'm not very relieved." Hu Yihu's face was still very cold, and he was a little worried in his tone.

"Yes! Marshal, let's leave this matter to my subordinates." The one-armed old man said seriously and walked out the door quickly. When he approached the gate, he suddenly stopped and said softly: "Marantor, don't worry, the young master's injury is not serious." After speaking, his thin figure disappeared outside the gate.

Hu Yihu smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said to himself: "You can't hide anything from that old guy! Alas... Mo'er, Mo'er, when can you save me some worry? I really don't know what to do to you."

In the quiet room, sandalwood was lingering and the smell of medicine was full of medicine. Master Hu couldn't know how long he had slept. He just felt like he had a long dream. In the dream, he sat in the Internet cafe, playing games, and then fell into the Internet cafe. As a result, he came to the Tianlong World, where he had been a servant for eight years. He felt the bitterness of those eight years again, and everything in the past was played back in his mind. In his sleep, he was already sweating profusely and shouted at the sky and earth.

"Damn it, Old Monster Ding, you all go to die, all go to die"

Hu Mo turned over and got up, and the cold sweat soaked the brocade quilt. He seemed to have lost his soul, staring at the front without any attention.

"Hmm? Old Monster Ding? Who is Old Monster Ding?"

A majestic voice sounded from his ears, and before Hu Mo could react, an old face appeared in front of him. Then, a pair of big hands pressed on his head, and a warm force poured in from the heavenly spirit, reaching his limbs and bones. The comfortable feeling made him want to moan.

"Fortunately, it's been recovering quite quickly. Most of the bones have recovered, and the internal injuries have recovered. If you use the fire fighting power to temper it, it's probably about the same." Hu Yihu whispered, the big hand became redder and redder in the end, and it seemed to be covered with a layer of flame and burned over Hu Mo's head.
Chapter completed!