C20 Living Towards Death

There was a flash of confusion in the butterfly's eyes, and it only remembered that it had a long dream. In the dream, she recovered part of her memory. Those memories were like broken glasses, pieced together. The butterfly naturally became a martial artist without any obstacles. Her beautiful eyes looked at the Long Sword. A strange light flashed in her eyes. Between her and the Long Sword. . . It seemed like there was some kind of agreement between them, which was why she was able to obtain the Long Sword. He could sense Lin Mo's emotions.

Lin Mo fell into deep thought. His thoughts drifted back to the illusionary realm. Although that bewitching face was blurry, he had a feeling that it should be a butterfly's face. He could not figure out how the butterfly had entered his illusionary realm.

The old man suddenly chuckled twice, feeling somewhat pleased with himself. It was all thanks to him that the butterfly was able to enter the illusion realm. The soul power of the Demonic Heart Formation formed a world of its own, completely sealed. Therefore, no external force could interfere, but the old man was good at using his power. Synchronizing his soul force with the soul force of the illusion, he created a small hole. . . He originally wanted to give Lin Mo some pointers in the illusion, but he didn't think that. . . The butterfly's consciousness floated over and passed through the gap. With a moment of hesitation, the old man missed the opportunity to enter the illusion realm.

Lin Mo weighed the Long Sword in his hand a few times. It looked like. . . All the things that couldn't be explained started because of it. However, it could not speak. Although it was unwilling, But all its doubts could only be suppressed. What followed was a heart-piercing pain that came from the deepest part of Lin Mo's body. His face turned pale as he opened his mouth. Blood gushed out from his mouth. Luckily, Zhou Zijing was quick to react. He stepped forward and tapped two of Lin Mo's acupuncture points.

There were similarities between alchemy and medicine. After stopping the bleeding, A gentle soul force lingered on Zhou Zijing's fingertips and seeped into Lin Mo's body. Those broken meridians and severely damaged internal organs appeared in his perception. Zhou Zijing's expression became increasingly ugly. Finally, he shook his head and stood up. He looked at Lin Mo with a complicated expression, not knowing how to comfort him.

Lin Mo could no longer cultivate.

Zhou Zijing stood up and looked at Lin Mo with some sympathy. This guy was amazing, but the Heavenly Dao was unfair. Why did all the troubles fall on Lin Mo?

Lin Mo looked at Zhou Zijing's eyes. He had already guessed what his body looked like now, but he didn't regret it. Sometimes, men were called men because of impulse. If he was indifferent to Lin Xi who was lying in front of him for the sake of his future, what was the difference between him and the City Lord?

Therefore, if Lin Mo wasn't depressed, what was there to complain about?

The wind blew across the faces of the two young men. Lin Mo was not discouraged, but Zhou Zijing was inexplicably annoyed. He waved his sleeve and agreed to the trial platform and strode home. Lin Mo looked at the blue sky disappearing into the thick darkness of the night. Only then did he become angry. Perhaps he would not be able to catch up to him in this lifetime.

Bad news came one after another. The old man knew that Lin Mo wasn't feeling well, but some dangers were imminent. The black fog that Black-clothed Man released was discovered by the old man. He told Lin Mo in a deep voice that this was a special communication method of the Nether King Hall. It could record the location and time of the person's death. The Nether King Hall would definitely send someone to seek revenge.

Butterfly was ignorant of the world and was puzzled. The person was killed by the City Lord. Even if someone came to seek revenge, it should be to find the City Lord. What did this have to do with Lin Mo?

Lin Mo shook his head and smiled bitterly. Today, he had once again witnessed the shamelessness and ruthlessness of the city lord. Given the city lord's character, he would definitely blame Black-clothed Man's death on Lin Mo.

Humph! Butterfly coldly harrumphed. It wasn't like they didn't know what to say. The people of Nether King Hall had come to find them. At most, they could just argue. After a while, Lin Mo sighed. If they had known about this earlier, they would have left the corpse behind and had the bargaining chips to confront them. However, now that the City Lord's corpse was taken away and forged, they wouldn't have been able to defend themselves.

With this thought in mind, Lin Mo felt that the Tianzong City was not safe, so he decided to temporarily avoid the danger. When the sky turned blue, the group left the Tianzong City.

With some difficulty, the city lord threw the corpse into the garden with some injuries. He went to the backyard alone and opened his personal storage. A wave of wood and wood spiritual energy rushed into his face. He took out a herb with pain in his heart, tore off half of the wound on his ribs, swallowed the other half, and sat on the spot to meditate. Before long, the wound had already been covered with a thick layer of blood scab.

The city lord's eyes were gloomy. Not to mention that Lin Mo had not caught it, he did not say anything. He had also used up a medicinal plant, but what was even more unacceptable was that. . . The scene of the City Lord killing Black-clothed Man aside from Lin Mo and his comrades. . . There was also the Second Elder and Zhou Zijing. Both of them were very difficult to deal with. Although the Zhou family had never been willing to take the initiative to pick a fight, the Second Elder was more concerned about his family. He wouldn't say anything without permission, but there were two hidden dangers. It was always difficult to calm down.

Killing intent flashed in the depths of his eyes, but it was quickly concealed. He returned to the garden and focused his attention on Black-clothed Man's corpse. At this moment, Black-clothed Man's face was no longer covered by his hood. His skin was pale, it was hard to imagine that this was the skin color of a human. The City Lord's expression became even more solemn. He had never thought that this man would have such a background. It looked like it would be a little troublesome.

The City Lord took out a bunch of Long Swords from his storage. Apart from the ancient feeling, it was exactly the same as Lin Mo's Long Sword. This was also what he had prepared in the beginning. When the second trial ended, Lin Mo's consciousness would be lost in the Mental Demon Array. He would take Lin Mo's Long Sword for himself and hand it over to the clan's Treasure Pavilion.

But now, this Long Sword had another use, and that was to forge wounds. The people of the Nether King Hall weren't fools. Saber wounds were different from sword injuries. Therefore, he used the Long Sword to pass through the edge of the blade. The blade turned sideways. Then, with a strong force, Black-clothed Man's corpse was split in half. The city lord frowned and placed the Long Sword in Lin Mo's hut. After that, he threw the corpse into the canal.

After doing all of this, the City Lord clapped his hands in satisfaction. Even if there was a huge problem, it would still be Lin Mo's responsibility.

Lin Mo felt a chill on his back. They found an inn outside of the Abyss and rested temporarily. He had used his powerful bloodline to recover most of his external injuries, but the function of this bloodline power was very small when it came to the recovery of his meridians.

The butterfly sat by the table, closed its eyes, rested, and rested. It seemed to have fallen asleep. Lin Mo did not wake her up. He got up and went to the next room. Lin Xi was lying on the bed. Her face had recovered some color. Black-clothed Man's dagger had pierced Lin Xi's abdomen. Luckily, it did not hurt her internal organs. Now Lin Xi was fine. He just wanted to see when she would wake up.

Lin Mo heaved a sigh of relief. He felt that his stomach was a little hungry, so he turned around and wanted to go downstairs to eat some buns. The lobby was a little deserted. The waiter was dozing off. Lin Mo was just about to go up and talk to the waiter when he heard a very coarse voice.

"Waiter, two catties of beef and a steamer of buns. "

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man walked in. He still had an arrogant look on his face. When he saw Lin Mo, he suddenly froze, and then a greedy fire surged out.

This person was the same person he had met that day!

It was really a coincidence that it rained during the night! Lin Mo smiled bitterly and bowed. He turned around and wanted to go upstairs.

But that map acted alone today, without the captain's control. How could he let Lin Mo go so easily? Especially when he thought of that beautiful little girl from last time. He felt even more passionate. He went forward and put his arm on Lin Mo's shoulder. He blocked his way, his eyes full of threat. "Little brother is in such a hurry. Could it be that there is a beauty guarding the empty room upstairs alone? Brother, I don't want to be lonely the most. How about this, I just asked for meat. You eat for a while, I'll go and comfort the beauty. How about it? "

Lin Mo lowered his eyes and did not look at the butterfly. He secretly calculated in his heart. The butterfly's strength was not bad, but the butterfly represented the Imperial Guard. Once there was a conflict, it would definitely cause dissatisfaction among the forces behind him.

Lin Mo suppressed his anger and put on a smile on his face. Lin Mo smiled flatteringly. He wanted to buy some time and see if he could delay it until the captain from last time came.

That picture sneered and suddenly backed away from Lin Mo. He could not suppress the heat in his heart and did not want to waste any more time with Lin Mo. He went straight upstairs.

Looking at the back of the picture, Lin Mo's eyes became colder and colder. Lin Xi was upstairs. Even if he wanted to offend the Empire's guards, he would not allow Lin Xi to be hurt!

His hand was already placed on the Storage Bag, calculating the probability of him ambushing him from behind.

But all of a sudden, a roar that shook the heavens and earth rang out from the abyss. The Long Sword buzzed slightly, and an inauspicious soul force spread from the Storage Bag's palm to Lin Mo's entire body. The sky suddenly darkened, and the earth suddenly trembled, as if its heart was contracting.

Lin Mo's heart trembled. In the Forgotten Land, he had seen this unknown vibration before.

Tu's eyelids twitched a few times, and he spat. His eyes were filled with hatred as he looked at Lin Mo. He quickly left the inn and ran towards the abyss.

Lin Mo let out a sigh of relief. He wanted to go upstairs and leave with the two girls, but he suddenly realized that after the inauspicious soul power entered his body, it did not dissipate like ordinary soul power. Instead, it hibernated in his meridians.

Roars came from the distant abyss. The Demon Beasts that were hidden in the miasma. . . It was as if they could break through the shackles at any time and descend into the world of strangers. Lin Mo was standing in the middle of the hall, motionless. The inauspicious soul power was still flowing into his body, he tried to transfer it. A faint black light surrounded Lin Mo's body, although it circulated very slowly. However, the soul force could still follow Lin Mo's will and reach the corresponding position. Repairing those tattered wounds!

A glimmer of hope flashed across Lin Mo's eyes as he asked the old man in his heart, what is going on? The old man pondered for a moment and told Lin Mo that this had something to do with the special soul force in the abyss. But no matter how he explained it, Lin Mo's meridians were saved!