"Everyone is going to grab things, why don't you go?" Wen Ning asked.
"Haha, I've already grabbed enough, why don't you want to go?" Zhou Dao said with a smile.
"No way, I don't care about these. I'm just here to have fun." Wen Ning said with a smile.
"Come on, let's not stand here all the time. Let's walk around and see how the Hell Gate looks like." Zhou Dao said.
At this time, the entire Hell Gate was full of corpses, and there was a constant sound of weapons clashing. The sounds of fighting, shouts, and screams were endless.
Zhou Dao looked at what he saw in front of him and couldn't help but think: "If I had entered this sect at the beginning, would I have been hunted now?"
"For these small sects, the Tianlong Sect is very powerful. These sects are weak, but the Tianlong Sect is strong, so these sects were eliminated by the Tianlong Sect. Then in the future, a sect more powerful than the Tianlong Sect will stand up and say that they will destroy the Tianlong Sect.
Then will the Tianlong Gate be like the Hell Gate in front of us, and will I be one of these disciples running away everywhere?"
Zhou Dao couldn't help but sigh when he thought about this, and thought to himself: "It seems that I am still very weak."
"Senior Brother Zhou, what's wrong with you?" Wen Ning couldn't help but asked in confusion.
"Oh, it's nothing, I just suddenly remembered something." Zhou Dao said lightly.
"Oh." Wen Ning saw that Zhou Dao was not in a high mood and stopped talking.
"By the way, this Yunwu Mountain is really strange. You can't see clearly from the other side due to the thick fog outside. I didn't expect there was no fog at all inside." Zhou Dao changed the topic.
"Yeah, maybe this is the magic of nature." Wen Ning said with a smile.
"Senior Brother Zhou, do you still have a father in your hometown?" Wen Ning suddenly asked at this time.
"How do you know?" Zhou Dao was a little curious.
"Haha, I won't tell you." A sly look flashed in Wen Ning's eyes.
"Why don't you bring your father here?" Wen Ning asked.
"I wanted to go a while ago, but who knew that I was sent to Boulder City. This time I came to Hell Gate again. I didn't have time every time. When I go back this time, I will go home and pick up my father. Let's talk about it.
I haven't seen my father for almost three years." Zhou Dao had a look of longing in his eyes.
"Hey, why do you miss your father?" Wen Ning said with a smile.
"Yes, my father loves me very much, although sometimes he is very strict." Pictures of his father flashed through Zhou Dao's mind. There were also scenes of his father forcing him to study, and he couldn't help but laugh.
Just when Zhou Dao was immersed in memories of the past, a Houtian disciple of Tianlongmen ran over quickly with a face full of panic. He didn't stop until he came to Zhou Dao.
"What's going on?" Zhou Dao asked with a frown.
"Elder Zhou, hurry up, your senior brother Elder Zhang is injured." The disciple said.
"I'm injured. How is it possible? The opponent has no masters. Besides, Ouyang Qingfeng is following him." Zhou Dao's brows tightened even more.
"I'm not from Hell Sect." This disciple thought for a while and said.
Zhou Dao was stunned and immediately understood: "I know, where is it."
"Down the hillside ahead." The disciple pointed.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Dao turned around and said to Wen Ning: "I'll go over first." After saying that, he flew forward.
After only a few steps, he suddenly stopped, reached for something from his pocket and threw it to the disciple: "This is for you."
When the disciple took it and saw it, he was overjoyed: "Wow, what a big ginseng tree. It must be hundreds of years old." When the disciple looked up again, Zhou Dao had disappeared in front of him.
"What's going on?" At this time Wen Ning came up and asked.
"Elder Wen is like this. Elder Zhang was injured by Elder Yuan." The disciple replied respectfully.
When Wen Ning heard that he didn't say anything, he immediately chased in Zhou Dao's direction.
Zhou Dao was extremely fast and quickly arrived at the place where the disciple just mentioned. When he saw it, he was immediately furious.
Zhang Wutao was lying on the ground, not knowing whether to live or die. Not far away, two people were fighting. There were several people watching around him.
The two people fighting were none other than Elder Yuan and Ouyang Qingfeng. Ouyang Qingfeng was already at a disadvantage at this time, and it seemed that the other party was showing mercy. Meng Mingyang and others were watching, all gloating about their misfortune.
"Ouyang Qingfeng, if you don't stop, I've already shown mercy. If it weren't for your uncle's sake, I would have killed him long ago." Elder Yuan shouted.
Ouyang Qingfeng just didn't speak, but there was a hint of anger on his calm face.
Zhou Dao came up and down in front of Zhang Wutao, making everyone around him jump.
Zhang Wutao was lying on the ground with blood on his chest, which looked like he had vomited it out. His eyes were round and he was breathing heavily but said nothing.
Zhou Dao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhang Wutao still breathing. When he saw Zhang Wutao lying motionless on the ground, he immediately knew that an acupuncture point had been tapped.
Zhou Dao stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Wutao's palm and injected a burst of Qi into it. Zhang Wutao coughed and vomited a mouthful of blood, but his body was able to move.
"Junior brother." Zhang Wutao opened his mouth to speak.
Zhou Dao interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and then sensing the injuries in Zhang Wutao's body, his expression suddenly turned gloomy.
"Who did this?" Zhou Dao's voice was like the cold wind in winter, and several people nearby couldn't help but shiver.
"Ahem, that's it." Zhang Wutao's mouth was still bleeding. Zhou Dao quickly took out a Ganoderma lucidum, tore off two leaves and stuffed them into Zhang Wutao's mouth. Several people nearby saw fire in their eyes. Too lang.
It’s a waste.
After a few Ganoderma leaves fell, Zhang Wutao began to speak: "I was walking here with Elder Ouyang just now. We were stopped by these people without provoking anyone. They insisted on robbing me of something. If I didn't give it to them, they would
He was injured, but Elder Ouyang stepped forward to take action but was entangled by them, and now even his belongings have been snatched away by them."
Zhang Wutao pointed at Meng Mingyang and the others and said, "It's just a few of them, and the old guy who started fighting with Elder Ouyang."
Zhou Dao raised his head and looked slowly. He saw that these people were Meng Mingyang, Meng Zishan, Liu Yongke, and Zhang Daoming. There were five or six acquired disciples beside them, and they seemed to be from their side.
"Do all these people have a share?" Zhou Dao asked, pointing to a few people.
"Only Meng Zishan didn't take action. The others all took action. The injuries on my body were caused by Meng Mingyang and Liu Yongke, and the things were also on them. But junior brother, it's okay for me to take some injuries. We'd better leave. You are no match for them.
"Zhang Wutao said bitterly.
At this time, Wen Ning also rushed over. After looking at the situation in front of him, he immediately understood what was going on.
"Senior Brother Zhou." Wen Ning stepped forward and said.
Zhou Dao waved his hand, and then said to Wen Ning: "Please help me take care of my senior brother later."
"What are you going to do?" Wen Ning said hurriedly.
"I want them to pay with blood." Zhou Dao pointed at Meng Mingyang and the others and said slowly.