Poof!

The coarse-clothed man laughed endlessly, but he fell to the ground, his breath was weak, the corners of his mouth continued to ooze green blood, and a miserable green paw print appeared on his chest, revealing an indescribable strange aura.

For a while, the people in the entire wine shop panicked, and hurriedly stepped forward to support the rough-clothed man, and some people were already in tears, crying out for Jian Shuai not to go, and his subordinates immediately went to accompany you......

Looking at the chaotic scene, Qin Mo's lips squirmed, turned his head to look at the middle-aged scribe in the green shirt, and said, "Is this old brother's injury sure that it is difficult to heal?"

"After so many years, even the king has sent people over for treatment, but he is helpless. ”

The middle-aged scribe in the green shirt was very calm, as if he had already accepted this fact, but the corners of his eyes were moist, "It's a pity, his last wish is to find someone to have a good drink, but it is difficult to get his wish......"

Qin Mo's eyes drooped, and he muttered to himself: "Not only did I drink my brother's wine, but I also took his things, and I always had to do my best." ”

"I have a secret method that may alleviate my brother's condition, and now that he is not far from death with half a foot, let's give it a try. ”

"You!?" the middle-aged scribe in the green shirt glared.

"You don't have any other choice. Make a decision quickly, or I'm gone. Qin Mo urged.

Hearing Qin Mo say this, everyone present didn't believe it, but at this moment, the rough-clothed man was already dying, and he had no other choice but to use a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

At Qin Mo's request, a group of people surrounded the four cloth walls as a temporary place for treatment.

At the same time, Qin Mo told the middle-aged scribe in the green shirt to take this kind of fine wine, which was ten times more powerful, and prepare it to be aside, in case the rough-clothed man woke up.

In a moment, among the four cloth walls, there were only Qin Mo and the rough-clothed man.

"Hey, stinky boy. You want to give needles to other people without permission, don't you exist as Lord Benhu?" Yincheng's displeased voice sounded.

This fox was very depressed, in the past two days, Qin Mo had given needles to the squirrel and this drunkard man, and he simply regarded the soul trading contract as nothing, and it was clear that he had given priority to treating it.

"This old brother's wine, Your Excellency Yincheng, you also drank it, and I also took the seeds of the iron willow tree. Qin Mo said.

Yin Cheng snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Twisting a [Meridian Flow Injection Needle], Qin Mo took a deep breath and said secretly, this drunkard Brother Jane, I hope that the [Meridian Flow Injection Needle] will be useful, and it will also be regarded as repaying you a sum of money.

Whoosh ......

With a wave of his arm, Qin Mo's needles flew like a fly, and with his current cultivation at the peak of the fourth stage of the martial artist, he was able to barely display the first layer of this stabbing technique.

All around, the burly men in charge of vigilance, listening to the painful moans of the rough-clothed men constantly coming out of the cloth wall, a group of people looked anxious, eager to rush in to see what was happening, but they did not dare to act rashly.

A moment later, a group of figures arrived not far away, led by the beautiful girl Jian Yueji.

Hearing the sound inside the cloth wall, Jian Yueji's face changed, her slender legs moved, and the distance of a hundred zhang was still a stone's throw away, and she was already standing in front of the wine shop.

One of the guards stepped forward and said respectfully, "Miss Yueji, Jian Shuai ...... him."

Before the words fell, a scream from the rough-clothed man suddenly came from the cloth wall, Jian Yueji's face was cold, she looked up, and a knife aura shot out of her beautiful eyes, tearing and tearing, cutting a cloth wall.

I saw a man wearing a fox mask standing in the cloth wall, and the figure of a man in rough clothes lying on the wooden table, his majestic body was a miserable green, his body was curled up, and he kept letting out a terrible roar.

Such a scene is so weird how strange it looks.

"Damn! You scoundrel was wandering around Lin Yuan before, it turned out that you wanted to assassinate Jian Shuai!

With a loud shout, the handsome young man before was holding the jade flute, his figure was fluttering, and he swept over, and the jade flute emitted bursts of sound waves, converging into an invisible sound sword, attacking Qin Mo's head.

This sound attack technique is fast, ruthless, and accurate, revealing the profound cultivation of the man's innate realm.

"Oops!"

Qin Mo's heart shook wildly, only to feel that his body had been firmly locked by this sound sword, not to mention that he had just finished performing a set of "Meridian Flow Injection Needles" and was exhausted. Even if his true qi was not damaged in the slightest, with his martial arts cultivation, it would be impossible to block the attack of an innate martial artist.

At this time, Yincheng's urgent exclamation sounded in his ears: "Raise your palm, crush this sound sword!"

Subconsciously, Qin Mo raised his hand and reached out, his palm suddenly changed, a layer of flame qi surged, and then condensed into a cyan tulle, as if he was wearing a green gauze glove.

Click...... , This hand grasped the sound sword, and with a strong pinch, it actually smashed the sound sword.

The next moment, the cyan brilliance of Qin Mo's body flickered, and it disappeared with a swish.

Everyone present was shocked, many of them were innate level masters, and they didn't see clearly how this guy wearing a mask walked.

"Quick, quick, quick!"

On the other side of the path, a middle-aged scribe in a green shirt commanded several big men, dragging a cart of fine wine, and rushed non-stop. Seeing the chaotic scene in the wine shop, the middle-aged scribe in the green shirt changed his face greatly, "What's the matter?

"Uncle Ning, you, that friend?......" Jian Yueji's beautiful eyes widened slightly, and she felt that something was wrong.

At this time, the miserable green mist on the rough man on the ground gradually dissipated, and the dark green paw prints on his chest also faded a lot, Huo Ran opened his eyes, stood up straight, and laughed: "I can't think of it, I can't think of it, this thief is still unwilling to accept me." The claw strength of this ghost pill spirit has been suppressed, and I, Jian Wanchen, can live for a few more years...... "Hey, Yueji, why are you here?"

"Second grandpa, how are you?" Jian Yueji stepped forward quickly, supporting the rough-clothed man.

Looking at the appearance of the rough-clothed man, the faces of the young people present changed continuously, how could they not understand that it was probably a misunderstanding just now, the guy wearing the mask was healing Jian Shuai's injuries.

If that's the case, then it's a problem.

After a moment, after listening to what happened after he fell unconscious, Jian Wanchen raised his gaze and shot at the young man with the jade flute, grinning: "So, old man, this drinking friend of mine was offended by you bastard boy?"

At this time, the jade flute young man's face was pale, cold sweat was surging on his forehead, and Jian Wanchen's eyes were like a huge knife, oppressing his mind and making him almost out of breath.

Burst......

The next moment, the jade flute youth spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face was as pale as paper, and he staggered back a few steps before he stood still.

At this time, Jian Wanchen retracted his gaze and nodded slightly: "The juniors cultivated by the Dragon Helm Pavilion still have some doorways, let the old man go, and he will not be allowed to step into the Jian family for half a step in the future." ”

Hearing this, the young man of the jade flute hugged his fists, turned around and left quickly, where did he dare to stay for a while.

"Jian Shuai, I'll search the whole city and invite that friend back. The middle-aged scribe in the green shirt said repeatedly.

Hearing this, Jian Wanchen waved his hand and said, "What please, everyone has been offended by you and left, and now you still want to go back and beg others?" Anyway, the old man can live for a few more years, which can be regarded as earned." ”

"But ......"

"Second grandfather, how can you think so. ”

Everyone present couldn't help but be anxious, they were all thinking that if they could bring the masked guy back, Jian Wanchen's condition might be cured, which was a big deal for Jian Mansion and even Xiling Battle City.

Standing up, Jian Wanchen said categorically: "Okay, I'll invite someone to drink, and others will relieve my injuries as a drink." As for the future, I'll talk about it later, and now, I'll go to drink with my old man and go!"

Looking at Jian Wanchen's majestic back, everyone present looked at each other and smiled bitterly, so they could only follow helplessly.

......

Meanwhile.

By a secluded river in the city, there was a bang, and a figure rushed onto the shore, wet all over, it was Qin Mo, who had taken off his disguise and returned to his original appearance.

"It's so dangerous! The blow of the innate martial artist is really strong and domineering, if it weren't for Your Excellency Yincheng's help, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to leave tonight." Qin Mo lay on the lawn and muttered to himself.

Beside him, a black and white fox jumped out, shaking the water droplets on his body, and scolded wildly: "With you stinky boy, Lord Benhu is unlucky, the cold poison on his body has not been relieved much, and it will take strength to help you get out." Fleeing for dozens of miles with the [Blue Flame Escape Technique], the power of the Green Flame on my body has been exhausted, and if there is any more danger, you kid will ask for more blessings. ”

Lying on the ground, Qin Mo smiled, in the face of the sound sword blow just now, it was Yincheng who gathered the power of the Blue Flame Glass Fire to block it, and at the same time took him out with a magical escape technique.

However, this demon fox was already seriously injured, and at most it could only gather one percent of the power of the green flame, and the commotion just now made this fox very uncomfortable.

"Your Excellency Yincheng, I haven't gotten the seedlings, will the seeds of the iron willow tree work?" Qin Mo suddenly remembered this.

"Seeds are better. ”

As he was shaking off the water stains on his body, Yin Cheng suddenly stopped, squinted his eyes, rolled his eyes, and then said excitedly: "Let's go back quickly, cultivate these seeds of the [Copper Skin Iron Willow Tree], and go quickly!"

Seeing that this fox was suddenly so positive, Qin Mo frowned slightly, and had a bad premonition.

"Stinky boy, Lord Benhu just wants to get the [Diyan Xuanbing Jade] quickly, and he just wants to urge you to practice quickly. Let's go, let's go!"

One person and one fox breathed for a while, and then took advantage of the night to rush back to the Thousand Yuan Sect.