Naturally, Mo Wentian and Luo Qi had left the warriors long ago and fled towards the south. With Luo Qi's incredible wisdom, he had already made plans before he asked them to leave on Friday.
Luo Qi knew very well that Friday could not defeat Xu Shi. At most, he could block the opponent for a while, and this short period of time was their lifeline to escape.
Therefore, when he used the standing round dance flower for the first time on Friday, Luo Qi pulled Mo Wentian away from the crowd and ran all the way. Now he was several miles away from the scene of the incident.
"Huh...huh...I can't run anymore...let me rest for a while!"
Mo Wentian gasped and his steps gradually slowed down. Without waiting for Luo Qi's response, he sat on the ground leaning against a big tree. He stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat on his face and watched the escape with lingering fear.
From the direction he came, a strong man at the eighth level of body tempering was too much pressure on him.
At this time, Mo Wentian discovered the gap between himself and Luo Qi. The two ran wildly all the way. The internal energy in Mo Wentian's body had been exhausted, but Luo Qi still had some energy left. It seemed that Mo Wentian was
It was really a matter of luck to use the thorn forest to escape Luo Qi's pursuit.
"Then take a break. According to the strength comparison between Friday and Xu Shi, the battle should not be over yet, and their first priority is still to chase Han Xing, so we are almost safe!"
"Thanks!"
Looking up at Luo Qi, Mo Wentian was very touched. Luo Qi and Wu Wu were not close friends to him, they had only known each other for only a few minutes, but the other one was willing to put himself in danger to save him.
, this is something Mo Wentian has never experienced before.
When he was a beggar in his previous life, Mo Wentian naturally met many kind-hearted people, but they only gave him two extra bills. Compared with Luo Qi's life-saving grace, it was a huge difference!
"Don't be too busy thanking me. In fact, I also have intentions."
Mo Wentian was slightly startled. He didn't expect the other party to be so direct. After thinking about it for a moment, he immediately understood what Luo Qi's so-called "intention" was. In response, Mo Wentian could only show an apologetic smile.
"I understand, do you want me to build a new sect with you? To be honest, if it were other things, maybe I could agree, but this matter..."
"I can understand that you think this idea is too crazy and unrealistic, but I want to tell you..."
Looking at Luo Qi's expression that seemed to be expected, Mo Wentian was quite helpless. He had already seen Luo Qi's terrifying wisdom. If he were a casual cultivator, he might really be convinced by him. Unfortunately, Ren Luo
No matter how smart Qi was, he couldn't guess Mo Wentian's identity.
"No, no, that's not what I meant. Indeed, I admit that when I first heard about your plan, I thought you two must be crazy. But now I don't think so, so this is not something I refuse.
reason."
Hearing this, Luo Qi finally seemed a little surprised. Seeing Mo Wentian spread his hands, Luo Qi was curious as to why the other party rejected him.
"Actually, I never had the chance to tell you that I am a direct disciple of Xiaoyao Sect!"
At this moment, Luo Qi finally fell silent. The reason was because of the four words "personal disciple"! If Mo Wentian was just an ordinary handyman or an ordinary disciple, maybe Luo Qi would still have some opportunities to persuade him.
However, it is different for direct disciples. This title is not only a symbol of status, but also a reflection of loyalty to the sect. Every direct disciple of each sect must be the most trusted disciple of the leader, and the sect is tilted towards it.
The resources are also the largest. Anyone who is not a white-eyed wolf will not betray the sect.
"I see, I'm sorry, I was rash!"
With a heavy look of regret on his face, Luo Qi had to accept this reality. Seeing that Luo Qi was so decisive, he stopped worrying about it. Mo Wentian sighed in his heart, this woman is really someone who can afford to take things up and let them go.
In addition, she is as smart as a demon, and given time, she will definitely achieve great results.
After resting for a while, Mo Wentian felt that his physical strength had recovered a little. He stood up and looked at Luo Qi with some embarrassment. He didn't know if the other party was still willing to go with him under the current circumstances.
"Then, shall we still go together?"
"Let's go, Friday and I have a secret stronghold. I believe he will arrive there soon. We can go and meet him, and then we will send you back to Xiaoyao Sect."
Looking at Luo Qi's face as usual, Mo Wentian felt more and more apologetic. He was about to explain his relationship with the Xiaoyao Sect, but at this moment, he saw Luo Qi's face froze.
For a moment, Mo Wentian suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis coming towards him. He turned his head and followed Luo Qi's eyes, and saw a tall and thin figure standing in the darkness.
Watching them from a distance.
"It's you?"
Mo Wentian exclaimed, but he saw the black figure flash forward and rush straight towards Mo Wentian without saying a word!
In an instant, Mo Wentian felt the shadow of death shrouding him. At the critical moment, Luo Qi reacted extremely quickly. He hit Mo Wentian hard and knocked Mo Wentian aside.
He raised the two-meter-long feather fan and fanned it towards the black shadow.
The incident happened so suddenly that Luo Qi didn't even have time to activate the blood marks of the command spell before he saw a fist with a shining black light hitting him.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise, and the handle of Luo Qi's feather fan was broken, and her feet were lifted from the air, and she fell heavily behind her.
At this moment, the sparse starlight finally fell on the black shadow's face. Who else could it be if it wasn't Han Xing, the remnant of the ancient demon sect?
Han Xing succeeded in the attack, stepped lightly on his feet, twisted his waist forcefully, and turned to the direction of Mo Wentian. Then a black energy quickly jumped out of Han Xing's left hand, and the powerful murderous intention became even stronger, firmly holding Mo Wentian
Locked, without too much nonsense, Han Xing punched Mo Wentian again!
In just a short moment, Mo Wentian finally came to his senses. Facing this fatal blow, just like he had practiced countless times, the meager internal energy that had just been restored in his body surged rapidly. Mo Wentian drew his knife and raised his hand.
The black broken knife drew an arc in the air, and was gently passed forward, blocking Han Xing's punch.
"Flat knife style!"
Mo Wentian has never tried how sharp the broken knife is, but even the body of an ordinary warrior would naturally not dare to compete with the blade.
Unfortunately, Han Xing was not an ordinary warrior. He was a disciple of the ancient demon sect, so at the next moment, Han Xing's fist and Mo Wentian's broken knife collided hard.
"clang!"
To Mo Wentian's surprise, there was no feeling like a knife entering the body from the broken knife. Instead, it was as if it had hit a piece of iron. The violent vibration almost made Mo Wentian unable to hold it.
Holding the knife handle, Mo Wentian's body fell backwards like a kite with a broken string.
"Huh?"
Han Xing seemed a little surprised, but then he came to his senses and took one step to kill Mo Wentian. However, at this moment, Luo Qi's weak voice sounded in time.
"We are not here to hunt you, and he did not betray your whereabouts. This encounter was just an accident!"
Luo Qi's three sentences were extremely clear and captured the key points of the problem. Han Xing paused slightly after hearing the words, but still rushed to Mo Wentian's side, opened his fist into claws, and lifted Mo Wentian from the ground with one blow.
Lifted it up.
Mo Wentian immediately felt his body lighten up, his feet lifted into the air, his face turned red, and his breathing immediately became difficult, but Han Xing finally stopped attacking and just stared at his eyes.
"We...have no ill intentions...just...just...passing by..."
These words were exactly what Han Xing said to Mo Wentian when he first met him. Hearing Mo Wentian's intermittent words, Han Xing hesitated for a moment, and suddenly his hands loosened, and Mo Wentian fell to the ground again.
.
"what happened?"
At this moment, Mo Wen Tiancai finally breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that Han Xing's murderous intention towards him was quickly dissipating, but he still did not dare to neglect. He took several breaths in a row and then told Han Xing what had happened before.
After listening to Mo Wentian's explanation, Han Xing didn't say anything. He just raised his left hand gently and grabbed a handful of the empty air in front of him. After a few seconds, Han Xing's expression finally softened.
Without making any indication, Han Xing turned around and seemed to be preparing to leave. At this moment, Mo Wentian got the courage from nowhere and suddenly shouted towards Han Xing's back.
"I want to see your knife!"
Seeing Han Xing again, after Mo Wentian lost his life, he suddenly realized that the person in front of him was probably the murderer of Lao Wang's family. Perhaps the blood went to his head. Mo Wentian only felt that if this matter was not clear,
, it was like a lump in the throat, so he made this request.
When Han Xing heard Mo Wentian's shouting, he stopped and turned around to look at Mo Wentian. He raised his eyebrows slightly. At this time, Luo Qi also came to Mo Wentian's side and looked at him strangely.
Hold him.
"The disciples of the ancient demon sect do not inherit weapons. Their weapons are themselves. Whether it is the head, hands, feet, or even teeth, they can become their weapons. Therefore, it is impossible for him to have a knife on his body."
After hearing Luo Qi's explanation, Mo Wentian finally smiled in relief.
"I see. I knew you were not the one who killed the five members of the Wang family in Jingji Village!"
This time, not only Han Xing, but also Luo Qi looked at Mo Wentian with interest. Luo Qi was a little confused as to why this kid suddenly mentioned this at this time.
"I have been to the murder scene. Lao Wang's family was all killed by swordsmen, so it was not you!"
Han Xing suddenly smiled, turned around again, walked in front of Mo Wentian, and looked at him somewhat condescendingly.
"You boy, you are really interesting. I have changed my mind. You come with me, oh, and your little girl too!"
"Why!"
At this moment, Mo Wentian completely regretted his talkativeness. He did not expect that Han Xing would suddenly make such a decision, but what value could he have? He was not even a hostage. If he met Xu Shi and others
Man, the other party still wishes to die.
"There is no reason. In the words of our demon sect, you two are my prisoners now. Prisoners are not qualified to ask why!"
Hearing these words, Mo Wentian's face turned pale. On the contrary, Luo Qi beside him had a calm face. He seemed not surprised by Han Xing's choice. He just looked at the back of Han Xing's left hand thoughtfully and lowered his eyes.