Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 184 Mo Lin's Counterattack

"Wake up, wake up..."

In a coma, Jin Hu felt a sudden surge of heat in his body, and a man's shout sounded in his ears.

He slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw were two teenagers in newborn costumes.

"how do you feel?"

One of them asked, a white-faced boy wearing the costumes of the Eastern Academy, with black eyebrows like ink, eyes like night stars, and a majesty and sharpness that did not match his age.

Jin Hu closed his eyes, looked inside, and opened them again after a while, with shock in his eyes: "What kind of medicine did you give me?"

Jin Hu was stabbed in the heart by Long Fei, relying on his strong physique and the cultivation base of a fifth-level martial artist, he did not die immediately, but he also knew that he would not live long, and he only hoped that before he died, the outsiders in the trial area could be saved. The news of the murder was spread, but in the end, he didn't get out of the woods.

Now, Jin Hu clearly felt that the wound at the injured heart was wrapped by a strange medicine force, the gushing blood had been completely stopped, and there were even signs of healing, as was the broken bone on his arm, which was enough to show that the What the two of them gave themselves was not ordinary pills.

"The medicine doesn't matter, as long as it can save your life. The people who died outside are all your companions. Tell me, who attacked you?"

It was Mo Lin who rescued Jinhu. He and Zhao Qiang searched for those old students who killed people, and walked into this mountain pass unknowingly and found the corpse outside the forest.

But there were only nine corpses, and the number was wrong. The two followed the bloodstains into the woods and finally found the dying Jinhu.

In order to find out the murderer's news, Mo Lin gritted his teeth and fed Jin Hu one of the only three remaining Resurrection Pills. He still feels distressed, so why would he bother to tell him what the medicine is.

"It's a group of outsiders in old clothes..."

Jin Hu told the story, and under Mo Lin's questioning, he described the voices, looks and appearances of those ten people in detail.

Finally, Jin Hu said: "I have a special talent for seeing people. I can remember them once I have met them. I know almost all the old students eliminated this time, especially the people in the North School. Everyone is very familiar with them, but Long Fei's appearance is very strange, and I saw a few corpses of new students from the West Yard not long ago, and I felt that the death was strange, so I became suspicious, but I still couldn't escape Long Fei's sword, his strength is so strong, He has at least the cultivation base of a sixth-level martial artist, and as for his accomplices, they should all be fifth-level martial artists."

"A sixth-level martial artist with nine fifth-level martial artists?!"

Zhao Qiang gasped in surprise. With this combination, a frontal attack could kill any ten-man team, let alone a sneak attack. It was a miracle that Jin Hu survived.

Fortunately, Jin Hu was cautious. Long Fei's sword was intended to pierce through his body, but in the end he only pierced halfway, and he escaped at the cost of an arm. Later, when he met Mo Lin, it was his fault. Life should not die.

"It's fine if it's not from our academy."

Knowing that the murderer was not a senior student at the academy, Mo Lin felt a little relieved.

"From the conversation you overheard, it can be concluded that the purpose of these people is to take advantage of the opportunity of the big competition to attack and kill the disciples of our academy. Moreover, they have a clear target to hunt and kill. They are all within the scope of their hunting." Mo Lin concluded the murderer's purpose.

"Then who are they?" Zhao Qiang said.

Mo Lin was silent for a moment, and said: "If my guess is correct, they are probably the killers sent by Xiaoyao Shengyuan. In the entire Hongdu City, only they have the courage, strength and sufficient reasons to weaken the power of the academy."

"That's right, apart from them, who else dares to attack us? Brother, what should we do? Should we report back to the academy?" Zhao Qiang also felt that Mo Lin's guess was reasonable.

Mo Lin hesitated. Seeking help from the academy was undoubtedly the most correct choice in the current situation, but he was a little unwilling.

Two months ago, Song Yuanbiao led his troops to destroy the Jueqing Sect for the expansion of the Xiaoyao Temple. Since then, Mo Lin vowed revenge and included the Xiaoyao Temple on the list to be destroyed.

With Mo Lin's current strength, destroying the Xiaoyao Holy Academy with countless master teachers and principals and hundreds of thousands of students is tantamount to nonsense.

But right now, Xiaoyao Holy Academy actually sent people to attack and kill the freshmen of Fengshen Academy. If Mo Lin gets rid of them personally, he can collect some interest for the revenge of the sect being destroyed privately, and for the new students who were killed It is a great achievement for the old students to take revenge and contribute to the college.

Having made up his mind, Mo Lin slowly shook his head: "There are only a few fifth-level martial artists, and we don't need to disturb the academy. We can solve it ourselves."

"Us?" Zhao Qiang's eyes widened, "That's a killer team composed of nine fifth-level martial artists and one sixth-level martial artist!"

Mo Lin sneered, and looked at Zhao Qiang mockingly: "What? Are you scared? If I'm scared, I can do it myself."

After following Mo Lin for so many days, Zhao Qiang did not lose much money, and he was worshiped as an idol. Now, being stared at by the idol with such disdainful eyes, Zhao Qiang felt that the greatest shame in the world was nothing more than this. Hot, slapped his chest, and said loudly: "Who's scared? Damn, it's done!"

After taking the Resurrection Pill, Jin Hu's life was saved, but he had already lost the strength to fight again. Mo Lin found a safe cave and hid him in it. He let him recover from his injuries and go down the mountain by himself. Zhao Qiang left.As for his honor points, Mo Lin also lost interest.

In order to find Long Fei and the others, Mo Lin used the investigative and tracking skills learned in his previous life to the extreme, and found the other party's whereabouts in less than two hours.

"They're ahead!"

Behind a rock, Zhao Qiang pointed to ten people under a big tree not far away, and said nervously.

Mo Lin narrowed his eyes, stared at the ten people for a moment, and said: "The opponent has too many people, and the strength of the martial spirit is unknown. It is too dangerous to fight head-on. Let's defeat them one by one."

"It's not easy for them to get together." Zhao Qiang said worriedly.

Mo Lin frowned, and whispered a few words in Zhao Qiang's ear, Zhao Qiang was stunned, and gritted his teeth: "Okay, I'm going to fight, you have to be quick, fifth-level martial artist, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist even one move .” After finishing speaking, he bowed his waist and walked around behind the ten people.

An ear-piercing and unpleasant roar of monster beasts resounded from the woods.

"what sound?"

"I don't know, it seems to be an iron-tailed tiger."

"No, it looks like a red-brown lion."

"What kind of red and brown lion, it's obviously a howling moon wolf."

"Don't guess, just go and have a look and you'll know? No matter what kind of monster it is, just kill it, and just get some game."

A killer stood up, with a dagger in his hand, and slowly walked towards the direction of the sound. As he moved, his body gradually became unreal, and even the sound of footsteps disappeared.

(End of this chapter)