"Brother Chuan, hurry up and hide behind." Mo Gan said nothing and rushed towards Larkin with the heavy knife.
Before Fanchuan woke up, he saw people from both sides fighting together. Soon there were the sounds of collisions with various weapons and the miserable sounds of injuries.
I saw that Mogan had rushed into the middle of Larkin's group. His strong and thick body coupled with the stubble on his face looked like a crazy god of murder at this moment. The thick and heavy gun dripping with blood in his hand The sword looked even more eerie and terrifying at this moment.
Several brothers in the caravan also died in the hands of Larkin and his group. Song Yong was seen holding a long fork and confronting a sturdy man wearing animal skin. It was obvious that Song Yong was that person. His opponent, Song Yong, had been injured in many places and his clothes were in tatters. His current situation was a struggle for him.
Seeing this scene, Fanchuan ran forward without thinking and picked up a short narrow knife to help Song Yong. But at this moment, there was a "rumbling" sound of horse hooves not far away, and he looked in response. I saw more than twenty people dressed in animal skins riding horses towards this side. The people fighting here paused and looked at the group of people.
"No, it's their people. Brother Sichuan, Song Yong, take the people and run away." Mo Gan first discovered the identity and origin of the group of people, so he shouted to the caravan.
"Want to run? Haha, no one can escape." Larkin seemed to have discovered that the group of people who came were here to help him, so he shouted a little more arrogantly. Seeing Mo Gan's fierce look just now, he suddenly Larkin himself felt a little guilty after killing two of his own people at the meeting, but now more than twenty of his own people came, so why did he feel guilty?
"Brother, I won't leave, I'll help you." Fanchuan said and rushed forward with a narrow knife.
"Captain, we won't leave either. We will all die together. Brothers, kill them." Song Yong also shouted with several caravan guys.
When Fanchuan rushed up, he saw a brother in the caravan being pressed hard by two people from the other side. Without thinking much, he jumped to the side of a big man from the other side. The big man was startled when he saw the sudden appearance of Fanchuan. He didn't expect that the kid in front of him could jump so far, and he couldn't blame him for being surprised. Fanchuan's biggest hobby when he was in the mountains was chasing rabbits, and such a jump wasn't even half as far as when he chased rabbits.
When the big man was surprised for a moment, Fanchuan didn't think much. The narrow knife stabbed into the big man's chest at the speed of wind. Before he died, the big man didn't even realize why the kid in front of him was so fast. He opened his two big eyes in surprise. Questioning. This was Fanchuan's first time to kill someone. The tension and excitement in his heart were mixed, and it was a feeling that even he couldn't describe.
Another big man was also shocked when he saw that his companion was killed in an instant, but without thinking much, he angrily rushed towards Fanchuan. The caravan brother who was flanked immediately lost his pressure, "Pfft "He fainted and fell to the ground. That's right. In such a situation of killing, an ordinary businessman who sells goods would not be able to withstand much.
Fanchuan did not stop after he succeeded, and immediately turned around to face another big man who was charging towards him. The moment the big man swung his long knife and slashed at Fanchuan, Fanchuan immediately fell to the ground and ran away at the speed of a rabbit. He turned to the back of the big man. When the big man was stunned and stunned as to why the person in front of him suddenly disappeared, there was a sudden stabbing pain in his back. Before he fell to the ground, the big man turned his head and looked back. He only saw what he had just seen. The handsome young man had an evil smile on his handsome face.
"Haha, grandson Mo, you are dead this time! Haha." The sudden voice made Fanchuan immediately nervous. Fanchuan turned around and saw his brother Mo being surrounded by more than a dozen people. The words just now came from Larkin, who was standing in the middle of the group of people.
Looking at the chaotic battle situation, Fanchuan knew that the twenty or so people who had just arrived had also participated in the battle.
Without thinking much, Fanchuan immediately ran towards Mo Gan and Larkin's group. Before he reached the crowd, he saw that Mogan had been subdued by Larkin's group. Mogan was lying on the ground, and However, his head was stepped on by Larkin's foot. Seeing this, Fanchuan rushed towards Larkin's group like crazy. After successfully killing two people in a sneak attack, Fanchuan was also subdued. After all, he was alone. After all, he still couldn't do it against a dozen big men. He had more than enough ambition but not enough strength.
"Brother Chuan, why are you so stupid? Didn't I let you go? Why are you so stupid?" Mo Gan sobbed in pain when he saw Fanchuan was also arrested.
"Brother, I said I would accompany you. Even if we die, we will die together." Seeing Mo Gan looking sad for him, Fanchuan said firmly.
"It was eldest brother who harmed you..." Mo Gan said as if he was crying.
Even Mo Gan himself didn't know that he hadn't shed tears for a long time, so much so that he had forgotten what tears felt like.
"Stop being so damn annoying, grandpa, I will send you two to die together," Larkin said with a wild smile.
"Wait a minute, Larkin, the person you want to kill is me. If you want the goods, you can take it yourself, but can you let him go? I am begging you, I, Lao Mo, will owe you another life in the next life. You think so? No?" Mo Gan pointed at Fanchuan and asked Larkin as he spoke.
Hearing this, Fanchuan was deeply moved, but what Fanchuan didn't know was that this was Mo Gan's first time asking for help, and he was asking a robber for a sworn brother he had just met a few days ago.
"Haha! Grandson Mo can also beg for help? Haha, grandpa, I am so happy today." Larkin laughed wildly and said, "It's useless to beg. Everyone in your caravan will die today."
"Brother, there's no need to ask him. It's enough for me to make friends with you as my eldest brother. We will still be brothers in the next life." Fanchuan looked at Mo Gan and said. There was still a sense of regret in his heart, but he just didn't have the ability to see Grandpa Jing again. Fanchuan looked at Staring at the distant sky, there was only a trace of tears flashing in the corner of his eyes, which was not easy to detect.
"Do it!" Larkin's arrogant voice reached my ears again.
I saw two big men walking out of Larkin's group, holding long knives with buckles in their hands and walking towards Mo Gan and Fan Chuan.
When the two big men were about to swing their swords at the heads of Mo Gan and Fan Chuan, suddenly the sky became much darker, and Fan Chuan's body was suddenly surrounded by a lot of bluish-white halo. The two big men holding swords suddenly I felt an inexplicable pressure pulling me backwards.
It was this feeling again, and Fanchuan's right hand felt as cold as the last time he fought with the two monsters.
The blue-white halo lingering on Fanchuan's body seemed to be getting bigger and denser. A group of people, including Larkin, were confused by this sudden situation, and a group of people were still confused. When I was surprised, a sudden strong force knocked everyone including Larkin away. Yes, the word "fly" can only be used to express the strength of this force. Maybe it was because Mo Gan was still lying on the ground. For some reason, this power did not affect his body.
The two people who had just held the knife had already vomited blood and died from the impact of the inexplicable force. Some of the others fainted directly, and some were vomited a few mouthfuls of blood from the impact. Larkin also seemed to have been seriously injured. It took a long time to slowly get up.
"Brother Chuan, how did you do this? With such a strong force," Mo Gan asked blankly, looking at the group of people who were knocked away.
"Well, to be honest, brother, I don't know how this is done. I have had such an experience before. I am very familiar with it, but I just can't find the reason." Fanchuan replied truthfully.
Fanchuan and Mogan stood up and looked at the group of injured people lying in front of them, both of them felt puzzled.
"Very good, very good, not bad." Just as Mo Gan and Fan Chuan were still thinking about what had just happened, they heard a few claps from behind.
The two of them turned around and looked, only to see an old man with white hair and white beard, dressed in white walking towards them. When the old man got close, an unparalleled force pressed down on Mo Gan and Fan Chuan. The person felt very uncomfortable and took a few steps back unconsciously.
"Boy, I've been watching you for a long time. The power you just showed feels very familiar to me. What's your name?" the old man pointed at Fanchuan and asked.
Fanchuan looked at the old man in front of him quietly. Listening to the old man's words made people feel a sense of arrogance and a sense of worship.
"Oh, my name is Fanchuan," Fanchuan said cautiously.
"Fanchuan? Fanchuan?" the old man said to himself.
"Then where did you come from?" the old man asked again.
"Oh, I am from Zijin Continent and live in the mountains all year round," Fanchuan replied.
"Hey, did I admit my mistake? It's impossible! Forget it, forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore," the old man said to himself again.
Fanchuan seemed to see what the old man was wondering about, so he tried to ask in a low voice: "Old sir, who are you? Did you save us just now?"
"Ah! Oh, I didn't save you, you saved yourself." The old man was awakened by Fanchuan's words, so he replied cheerfully.
I seem to have heard this sentence somewhere. Fanchuan thought in his heart, oh yes, Sister Yanzi said the same thing to him after the last fight with two monsters. It's really strange.
"Boy, are you willing to come with me?" the old man suddenly asked Fanchuan.
"Why should I go with you?" Fanchuan whispered in confusion. He did not dare to say it loudly, always feeling that the old man in front of him could crush him to death in an instant.
"Because you are particularly suitable for cultivation, I want to take you into cultivation," the old man said lightly, stroking his white beard.
Fanchuan was pleasantly surprised when he heard the old man said that he could take him to seek cultivation. After all, he came to Muji City this time just for cultivation. However, thinking of the current situation, Fanchuan shook his head again.
"Old sir, I can't go with you, because I have to accompany my elder brother to deliver goods. I don't know if we will encounter a situation like today. I can't leave my elder brother alone." Fanchuan pointed at the man standing there. Mo Gan beside him said.
"Brother Chuan, you don't have to worry about Big Brother. Big Brother is fine. Cultivation has always been your dream. Don't let your future down because of Big Brother. I think this old gentleman really wants to take you to Cultivation. Just go. That's it. Brother, I can rest assured that we will meet again one day." Mo Gan said immediately after hearing Fanchuan's words.
"You don't have to chase me away, brother, I won't leave you alone, no matter what I say," Fanchuan said stubbornly.
"Haha, the boy is quite loyal. Let's do this. I will give your elder brother a pill and a cultivation technique. Taking the pill will help him extend his life and he will be extremely powerful. The cultivation technique depends on him.
I have gained enlightenment and creation, but the prerequisite is that you must follow me." As he spoke, the old man took out a pill and a book-like cultivation technique out of thin air. Fanchuan saw that it was a book
The scroll-like cultivation techniques, rather than the spiritual collection slips given to him by Sister Yanzi, made Fanchuan momentarily doubt whether the old man in front of him was a cultivator after all, but what Fanchuan didn't know was that except for the ones used by Xianyun Mei Sect,
The Spirit Collection Slips can be viewed by mortals, while the Spirit Collection Slips of other sects can only be viewed by cultivators using their true energy. The old man has long understood this by doing so.
"Also, if your eldest brother can fully understand this technique and achieve some success in cultivation, I believe you two brothers will meet again soon." The old man looked at Fanchuan who was hesitating and added.
"Brother Chuan, don't hesitate any more. Go with the old man. Brother will always be waiting for you. I believe our brothers will meet again soon." Mo Gan said honestly, stroking the stubble on his face. In fact, Mo Gan
He also couldn't bear to let Fanchuan leave him, but thinking about Fanchuan's heart knot and such a good opportunity now, he had to do this.
"Brother, I..."
"Boy, let's go..."
Only a faint sound of "here" was heard, and the old man and Fanchuan were no longer there.
Mo Gan didn't know why the two of them disappeared suddenly, but he understood it after thinking about it.
Mo Gan looked at the sky in the distance and said calmly: "Brother Chuan, take care." He raised his hand to wipe a few tears from the corners of his eyes, and then hugged the scroll of cultivation techniques tightly in his arms...