Hearing Mo Zhiyu's voice, this sacrificial wine raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "Why is the sound like this?" Sick? ”

Mo Zhiyu coughed a few times and said, "I hurt my throat in the shipwreck just now, and I will be fine in a few days." Mobile M.

But the sacrificial wine's eyes lit up, and he frowned, and said, "Raise your head." ”

Mo Zhiyu's hand holding the wooden hammer tightened slightly, but thinking that it was impossible for so many people to know each other, he still raised his head very calmly, revealing a face covered in mud.

"How is this like this?" The sacrificial wine looked very dissatisfied, "Didn't you wash it on the shore?" ”

"It's too busy, it's too late." Mo Zhiyu casually talks nonsense.

This sacrificial wine looked at Mo Zhiyu carefully, and asked arrogantly: "How do you see that you are a little faceless?" Is it from the Xinwei Division? ”

Mo Zhiyu immediately nodded: "Yes!" ”

And although the face of this sacrificial wine was calm, it seemed to be deliberately making things difficult for Mo Zhi, and said: "It's Xin Weibu, no wonder it's not familiar, follow the routine and ask it, tell me the password." ”

Mo Zhiyu gritted his teeth slightly, he didn't have Yuan Power now, he couldn't torture the souls of those Hongtian Sect members, how could he casually get the password like before? But seeing the aggressive appearance of this sacrificial wine, it was impossible for him to allow him to fool the past like this, so he racked his brains, thinking about some of the slogans of the Hongtian Sect that Yun Shi had mentioned to him before, and then he took a gamble and said, "Saint, light...... Zhao Zhao ......"

As soon as he said the first sentence, he saw that the sacrificial wine nodded slightly, and it seemed that he had made the right bet, so he continued with confidence: "...... Holy light shines, all my disciples, meow! ”

The sacrificial wine nodded when he listened to Mo Zhiyu say the password, but when he heard the last few "meow meows", he was stunned for a moment!

At the moment when the sacrificial wine was stunned, Mo Zhiyu was already a wooden hammer thrown over, smashing the sacrificial wine on the spot, and then he suddenly drew his knife, and reflexively slaughtered the two accompanying cultists who sacrificed the wine one by one. At this time, this group of Hongtian Sect members finally came to their senses and shouted: "People from Cloud Gate! Then they showed their weapons.

Mo Zhiyu was now outnumbered, so after the first sneak attack, he jumped down, jumping from this row of wooden corridors to the next floor.

The people on the next floor were still busy repairing the house, and they didn't notice what happened at all, and they didn't react until they were knocked over by the running ink delirium, until the corpse in front of them fell down, and they finally came to their senses, and they all chased after the ink delirium with the tools in their hands.

There was a shout here, which immediately attracted the rest of the Hongtian Sect members. Mo Zhiyu was like stabbing a hornet's nest at this moment, and behind him were endless pursuers, and he could only keep climbing and jumping down and down.

But this is the home of the Hongtian Sect, no matter where he runs, there will be people from the Hongtian Sect, the Pope keeps shouting, and even calls friends to come together to arrest the Ink Delirium, and some people also recognize the Ink Delirium's skills and shout: "It's the Ink Delirium!" Get him! ”

"Catch this demon who killed Qin Baichuan's venerable elder, and kill him!"

When Mo Zhiyu heard the words "Qin Baichuan", he thought to himself how many years of old history this was, these people still remembered and counted this account on his head?! But after these shouts were shouted, the morale of these Hongtian Sect members was obviously greatly increased, and they chased even harder.

Mo Zhiyu flipped over the knife flower in his hand on the way to run, and cut down several people, but he didn't know where he ran, and there were no houses in front of him, just a row of chaotic reefs.

But with the pursuers behind, he could only pull a rope next to him and throw it towards the protruding reef on the side. The rope was firmly tied to the reef, and he leaped forward, leaping out of the hut, tugging at the rope and swinging towards another reef platform.

But he had wrongly underestimated the environment here, and he also underestimated the combat power he was able to use now. The force of this swing was not enough for him to swing to this reef platform, and this reef platform had been washed by the sea for many years, and its face was covered with moss.

But now, the wooden house he had just swung out was already crowded with Hongtian Sect members, and he couldn't go back the way he came, so he swung to the bottom of the wooden house and kicked the rock wall under the wooden house, swinging himself towards the slippery reef platform again.

Fang, a group of angry Hongtian Sect members crowded into the wooden house, they couldn't stop trying to use the weapons in their hands to pull the rope that Mo Zhiyu had thrown before, but the place where Mo Zhiyu had thrown out before was more than two meters away from them, and the weapons in their hands were not such a long distance at all, so this group of people screamed anxiously.

"Spread out!"

A sharp shout suddenly came out from the back of the crowd, and it turned out to be the sacrificial wine that had been blown up by Mo Zhiyu just now. Although the sacrificial wine was a hole in his head, not only did he not die, but he also chased after him with the Yuan Li Gun. He angrily raised the Yuan Li Gun in his hand and shot it at the rope of the reef in the distance.

With a "boom", the beam of Yuan Li's light grazed the rope, leaving a scorch mark on the reef.

No, this blow was even more angry, and he shot several shots at the rope in a row, and at this moment, no matter how bad the quasi-star of the sacrificial wine was, it would definitely hurt the rope. And when Mo Zhiyu once again swept out his eyes and was about to step towards the reef, suddenly, he heard a "snap", and the rope he was attached to broke!

Mo Zhiyu suddenly had nowhere to borrow his strength, so he fell straight down, and with a "bang", he fell into the wave below.

The sacrificial wine watched as Mo Zhiyu disappeared into the sea below, but the anger in his eyes remained unquenched. He held back the blood surging from his forehead and shouted: "If you want to see people in life, and you want to see corpses in death, give me all to find them!" ”

"Yes!" The surrounding Hongtian Sect members received the order in unison, and immediately left the wooden house like a group of retreating beasts, preparing to search the sea below.

And the ink delirium that fell into the waves, under the impact of this row of waves, was swept by the sea water around the reef and was hit by a series of impacts, tearing open the wounds in his waist and abdomen again, so painful that he almost didn't take a breath, and was almost filled with a mouth full of seawater, and in this case, being poured into the seawater is equivalent to death!