Asking About Longevity Chapter 243

Chapter 243 Familiarity

Mo Hua drew some formations around him, then guarded the Ji Li and guarded against other monsters and monks.

 After a while, Mo Hua's consciousness moved and he noticed that a monk was coming.

He released his spiritual consciousness, sensed it, felt relieved, and shouted: "Uncle Zhou, this way!"

 There are three demon hunters not far away. The leader is Zhou Cheng, who is Zhou Daping's father.

They followed the traces of fireworks and came to support. When they heard the shouts, they rushed over immediately, and then saw Ji Li lying on the ground, covered in blood.

 Zhou Cheng was startled when he saw this, and asked hurriedly: "How is the injury?"

“It's stable for the time being, but we need to send him down the mountain quickly and let Grandpa Feng treat him.” Mo Hua said.

Zhou Cheng nodded and asked Mo Hua: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Mo Hua shook his head.

 Zhou Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

Since rescuing people was important, Zhou Cheng said no more and asked several people to carry Ji Li on a stretcher before sending him down the mountain.

Mo Hua waved goodbye to them and said silently in his heart: "I hope it's too late."

 Uncle Ji is the son of Brother Ji.

Mo Hua didn't go down the mountain with them, he still had things to do.

The big man in black is still lying on the side, his body is miserable and unconscious, and it seems that he is not dead yet.

Mo Hua has no time to take care of him now. He will wait until other demon hunters arrive, then **** the big man back to see if he can ask him about his calendar.

 “By the way, the storage bag.”

Mo Hua suddenly remembered, ran to the big man, and dug out the half-exploded storage bag.

There was no time to take a closer look at the moment, so Mo Hua put the storage bag away, then took out the Sinan Compass, and calculated while looking at it:

“When Brother Ji goes into the mountains, he must be with Uncle Ji. If Brother Ji is hunted down, it means that Uncle Ji is also in danger.”

“Furthermore, this big man has a deep cultivation base and seems to be prolific in murdering people. It's probably not easy to deal with the criminal cultivators who are accomplices.”

Hong Kong drew on the Sinan compass and found his position. Sure enough, he found a bright spot not far to the south.

 This shows that the fighting is still going on.

Mo Hua's eyes turned cold, he put away his compass and hurried towards the south.

 The bright spot in the south is a small hillside.

There are thick bushes all around, fallen leaves pile up under the feet, and sparse big trees spread their branches and leaves to block the sun, making the place below look deep and secluded.

 When Mo Hua arrived, he found that Ji Qingbai and two other demon hunters were fighting with others.

 Their opponents are also three criminal cultivators in black.

In the interplay of light and dark, the light of the sword flashes, and the spiritual power surges. Both sides are physical practitioners, fighting at close range, and it is difficult to separate.

The black-clothed criminal cultivator had the upper hand, while Ji Qingbai and the other three were in a state of embarrassment and were about to lose their support.

Mo Hua frowned.

 Something is wrong.

The difference in cultivation and Taoism between the two sides is not obvious, not to mention that there are two demon hunters wearing iron armor.

Logically speaking, if there are three against three, even if they are defeated, they will not end up in such an embarrassing situation.

At this moment, Mo Hua saw the figure next to Ji Qingbai suddenly appear, and a sword flashed past.

At the critical moment, Ji Qingbai suddenly felt something and barely avoided it, but his arm was still open with a wound and blood was flowing.

 After the attack, the figure quickly moved away and gradually disappeared.

Ji Qingbai frowned and his expression became more solemn.

 The ink painting was slightly startled.

 Although it was only for a moment, he saw it.

The attacker was dressed in black, short in stature, and had a sinister gaze.

 And he's also good at hiding…

Mo Hua had a guess in his mind, and his consciousness was released. In the whiteness, the afterimage of the spiritual power of all things in the world appeared.

 Behind the big tree, a light blue figure also appeared.

 This figure is very familiar.

Mo Hua thought for a moment, his eyes lit up, "It turns out it's you!"

 In the past, the demon hunter was guarding the spirit mine, and the Qian family hired monks to harass them. One of the monks who was good at stealth was very troublesome, and the demon hunter suffered a big loss. Unexpectedly, we met here again.

Mo Hua was a little surprised again, "He's not dead?"

 He thought that the hidden monk had been hacked to death by the demon hunter.

However, even if he is not dead, it seems that his injuries are quite serious.

This monk is not as decisive and ruthless as before when he takes action now, and his actions are also a bit sloppy.

The concealment skill is also greatly reduced, and it is necessary to use the interlacing light of light and dark behind the cover of the big tree to better hide the figure.

Ji Qingbai and the other three were fighting three against three, so they were not at such a disadvantage originally.

 But with this hidden monk standing by, the situation is completely different.

 They have to compete with their opponents and also beware of sneak attacks by hidden monks. Once injured, the situation will become even more passive.

With the spiritual consciousness of an ordinary ninth-level Qi Refining monk, it is impossible to see through the concealment technique, and naturally it cannot deal with this concealment monk.

 But this is nothing to ink painting.

In the spiritual consciousness of the ink painting, the figure of this hidden monk is as bright as watching fire, and there is no way to hide it.

When fighting for the spiritual mine, he fell into the hands of Mo Hua. Now that Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness is much stronger, his concealment skills are even more deceptive, and he can only deceive himself.

He was lucky to be able to escape from the monster hunter's sword before.

 But this time, Mo Hua was not going to let him go.

But the most urgent task is to rescue Uncle Ji and the others first.

Mo Hua hid in a corner beyond the reach of their consciousness, took out the bamboo tube, and lit the fireworks.

Then Mo Hua changed two positions and each set off a firework.

The old ink painting technique was repeated, setting off fireworks, hoping that they would retreat in the face of difficulties.

 The fireworks shot up into the sky, which also attracted the attention of the sin cultivator, and both sides stopped.

But these criminal cultivators don't seem to be fooled.

A sin cultivator said: "Before, these demon hunters set off fireworks to ask for help. If there was someone, they would have come to the rescue long ago. Now this person is hiding behind and not taking action. He is probably bluffing. Let's kill them quickly." "

Several other sin cultivators also nodded.

Ji Qingbai endured his injuries and gritted his teeth and said, "We have no enmity, so why must we kill them all?"

Sin Xiu said: "Kong family flower spirit stone, I want to buy the heads of your father and son. I think I have already got the head of your son, so I will send you yours now."

Ji Qingbai looked sad when he heard this.

"Stop talking nonsense, kill them quickly!" One of the one-eyed criminal cultivators who seemed to be the leader said coldly.

So the two sides stopped talking and started fighting again. The swords were bloody, the fists were flesh, and the attacks on each other became more rapid.

Mo Hua was a little helpless, these criminal cultivators were not fooled.

If this is the case, he can only take action and find ways to delay time.

 There should be many demon hunters nearby. As long as they see the fireworks, they should rush over to support.

Mo Hua just needs to find a way to delay the sin cultivator before then.

On a hillside covered by big trees, Ji Qingbai and two demon hunters were still struggling to hold on.

At the same time, the hidden monk in black had already found the opportunity and was ready to strike again.

He took advantage of the cover of the trees and quietly approached Ji Qingbai.

 Ji Qingbai thought that his son was more likely to be in trouble than good, so he fought hard for injuries, which naturally revealed many flaws.

The hidden monk's eyes were sinister, he looked at the right moment, seized the flaw, and stabbed out the dagger.

 The cold light of the dagger suddenly appeared, and at the critical moment, the fireball technique also suddenly appeared.

Before his dagger could reach Ji Qingbai, the fireball hit the Hidden Monk's arm first, interrupting his attack.

 After that, the fireball technique exploded, and the red spiritual energy turned into flames, burning his arm, and the searing pain spread.

The hidden monk was in pain, but suddenly he was stunned.

　　Why is this situation so familiar?

  There are only two updates today.

 (End of this chapter)

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