Chapter 663 Hao Xuan

What will happen?

Mo Hua frowned and looked out of the car.

It was very dark outside.

The carriage was driving on the road. Not far to the left was a small fairy city, and to the right was a barren mountain.

Mo Hua hesitated for a moment and decided to go down and take a look.

He stopped the carriage, then jumped off, tied the horse nearby, released his consciousness, and sensed the unknown cause and effect.

There was a trace of blood...

And a faint murderous intent.

Mo Hua hid his body, followed this trace of energy, and walked silently to the barren mountain on the right.

There were dead grass all over the ground, and thorns were everywhere.

The rocks were also rugged, and they hurt when they stepped on them.

After walking for an incense stick of time, Mo Hua noticed something unusual, stopped, squatted down, looked at the ground, and his eyes were slightly depressed.

There was blood on the ground, which had not dried yet, and it seemed that it had just flowed not long ago.

The gravel was messy.

It seemed that someone was running at full speed.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and a faint breath of spiritual power.

This is...

Mo Hua's heart was slightly startled.

"Is someone being chased?"

And the causal energy was a little dark and familiar.

Mo Hua concentrated his mind and was suddenly startled.

In a trance, he saw two men in black chasing a boy in the dark night in the barren mountains.

The moonlight was cold, and the knife was stained with cold light.

The boy was bleeding...

This scene flashed by.

When Mo Hua looked again, all the light and shadows shattered and dissipated.

The boy...

Mo Hua showed a thoughtful look, then remained hidden and continued to chase.

Following the blood and breath, he chased for several miles, walked out of the narrow mountain road, and the terrain suddenly opened up.

But the smell of blood in the air became stronger.

The remaining spiritual power breath was also more obvious.

It was obvious that a fierce battle had taken place.

Mo Hua's heart trembled, and he scanned with his spiritual sense. He saw a large pool of blood on the hillside not far ahead, the rocks on the ground were shattered, and some soil had collapsed.

There were also traces of spiritual weapon cutting and magic burning around.

If Mo Hua's guess was correct, the boy who was fleeing was caught up by the black-clothed monk on this wide hillside.

After that, the two sides fought, and after a fight, the boy was defeated and was caught by the black-clothed monk.

He should not be dead...

Or at least not dead yet.

Otherwise, what remained at the scene would not be blood, but corpses, at least bloody remains...

"He was caught, but not killed yet..."

"He should be nearby..."

Mo Hua's eyes sank, his pupils were deep, and his spiritual sense was released to the extreme. After a moment, his eyes lit up.

There is a hidden cave nearby.

There are several vague breaths in the cave.

Mo Hua performed the Small Five Elements Stealth Technique, blending into the aura of the surrounding earth, wood, and rocks. His footsteps were silent, and he slowly approached the cave.

When he approached the cave entrance, there was indeed movement inside, and the aura became more obvious.

There were three people in total, all of whom were in the initial stage of foundation building.

There seemed to be the sound of torture inside.

"Stinky boy... Damn it..."

"Who asked you to come?"

"Speak!"

"... Damn it... Tell me now!"

"Where are your accomplices?"

"What is your purpose?"

"What did you see?"

...

Then there was the sound of whipping and torture. After a while, a young voice, with a weak breath, said intermittently:

"I... don't know... cough..."

Mo Hua was startled.

This voice, so familiar...

He slowly walked into the cave entrance, looked inside, and found that the light inside was dim, and a young man was tied up with blood on his face.

Two black-clothed monks covered their faces and looked ferocious.

That young man...

Mo Hua looked for a while and was startled.

It turned out to be his fellow disciple...

Hao Xuan?

There were many disciples in the same class of Taixu Sect, and Mo Hua didn't know all of them.

But Mo Hua had an impression of Hao Xuan.

He and he lived in the same disciple residence. Although they didn't interact much, they were familiar with each other and had a good relationship.

He handed in the formation homework on time, was very serious, and treated people very kindly.

The key is that he called him "little senior brother".

And he also treated him to chicken legs...

He is considered one of us!

At this time, Hao Xuan, who used to be so kind, was covered with scars and was dying.

The two black monks were still interrogating him.

But Hao Xuan seemed to know nothing and couldn't say anything.

The two black monks frowned.

"I can't pry open his mouth..."

"What should I do?"

"Or..."

One of them put his hands together as a knife and made a gesture, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Mo Hua was shocked.

What are the identities of these two black monks?

A disciple of Taixu Sect, a direct descendant of a noble family, can be killed at will?

Hao Xuan's pupils also trembled, and he held his breath and said hurriedly:

"I am a direct descendant of the Hao family in Qianzhou. My parents are both in the late Jindan stage, and my ancestor is in the Dongxu realm..."

"I am a direct descendant of a noble family, you..."

One of the black-clothed men sneered:

"That's it? Who isn't..."

Another black-clothed monk immediately slapped him and said sternly:

"Shut up!"

The black-clothed monk knew that he had spoken out of turn, covered his face, and his face was pale, and he dared not speak.

Hao Xuan also understood, his eyes were horrified, and his face was pale.

To be silenced...

They...

Before he could think about anything else, one of the black monks had already raised his butcher knife, with the blade flashing with a cold white light.

At this moment, a clear cry suddenly came from the cave entrance:

"Ah——"

This cry seemed very scared.

Then someone ran away.

The footsteps gradually faded away.

The people in the cave were stunned.

The raised butcher knife also stopped.

The black monk was furious: "Someone?!"

"How did you get discovered?"

"Did he hear what I said just now?"

"He ran away?!"

One of the black monks said angrily: "Damn it, chase him! Don't let the news leak out!"

"Okay!"

The other black monk used his body skills to chase him out of the cave.

But he didn't chase him out for long, there was a "boom" outside the cave, as if something exploded, and then a scream rang out, and then it was silent.

The black monk who stayed in the cave had his pupils shrink.

"What's going on?"

"What happened?"

He wanted to shout the man's name, but he swallowed the words back when they came to his lips.

He couldn't let the news leak out.

He couldn't reveal his identity.

He could only wait patiently.

But after waiting for a long time, there was still a dead silence outside the cave.

The night was deep and the forest was silent.

Only the occasional scream of a night owl made people feel cold.

The black-robed monk's eyebrows couldn't stop trembling.

He felt a life-and-death crisis lingering above his head, forcing him not to breathe.

He clenched the blade and stared at the cave entrance, alert, and didn't dare to look away for a moment.

He was afraid that if he didn't pay attention, someone would rush into the cave and take his life.

But this confrontation was extremely exhausting.

The black-robed monk suddenly felt that he seemed to be against the entire deep night.

There were dangers everywhere.

He couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to go out and take a look.

The black monk swallowed his saliva, took a difficult step, and slowly walked out of the cave.

But his eyes were only fixed on the dark night outside the cave, and he didn't pay attention to his feet.

When he approached the cave entrance, a golden light suddenly flashed.

Blood splattered everywhere.

The black monk's legs were cut by the golden light of the formation, and blood marks were all over his legs, and his tendons were broken.

The black monk looked terrified:

"Intermediate formation?! When..."

There was no time to think about it, the pain spread instantly, the black monk wailed, and then his legs broke, and his body collapsed to the ground uncontrollably.

A moment later, the fire suddenly rose.

One after another, fireballs cut through the night and bombarded him non-stop.

The black monk struggled as hard as he could, but his body could not withstand the lethality of the formation, the continuous explosion of fireballs, and the burns of fire spirit power.

His injuries became more and more serious.

After an unknown amount of time, the breath of the black monk gradually weakened and even dissipated under the continuous destruction.

The black monk died and became a corpse.

The fireball stopped for a moment, but only for a moment.

Then the flames started again and continued to bombard the black monk all over his body...

In the dark night, in a hidden cave.

After the unknown black monk was killed, his body was still swallowed by the explosion of flames.

Hao Xuan's face was pale.

The formation killed people, the fireball whipped the corpse, hiding in the shadows, cruel and ruthless!

Who is this person?

Too cruel...

Suddenly, the fireball stopped.

The cave also became quiet.

Hao Xuan realized that he was the only living person left in the cave.

Although he couldn't see it, there seemed to be something in the shadow opposite, which looked at him and then slowly walked towards him.

Hao Xuan's eyes were terrified, his hands and feet were cold, and he couldn't help shivering.

"Don't... don't come over..."

But the shadow was getting closer and closer.

The oppressive feeling was getting stronger and stronger.

Just when Hao Xuan was extremely frightened and his face was pale.

A low shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.

Then the shadow gradually solidified, and a figure emerged, revealing a cute little face.

"Hao Xuan, I'm here to save you!"

Mo Hua smiled innocently.

Hao Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then he was dumbfounded.

At that moment, he suspected that he was dreaming.

Everything seemed so unreal.

Whether it was the black monk who was chasing him, or Mo Hua who saved him...

It was as if he would wake up with his eyes, and when the sun shone, he would lie on the bed in the disciple's residence, and then go to class unwillingly.

Hao Xuan closed his eyes and opened them again.

It was not a dream...

The night was still so deep.

The chill in the mountains was still so heavy.

The blood on his forehead dripped into his eyes, and his eyes were burning with pain. His body was covered with scars, and the chains that bound him also cut into his flesh.

The white knife light hanging over his head just now was still fresh in his memory.

It was really a life-or-death situation...

Hao Xuan was stunned for a long time, and suddenly tears filled his eyes when he looked at Mo Hua.

"Mo Hua..."

He looked at Mo Hua, as if he saw his closest relatives...

From childhood to adulthood, he had never suffered such a hardship, and he almost lost his life...

...

Mo Hua untied the chains for Hao Xuan, and fed him a pill to heal his wounds, stop bleeding and nourish his qi.

His injuries gradually improved, and his breath gradually became stable.

Hao Xuan was completely relieved and sighed:

"I thought I was going to die here..."

Mo Hua thought about it, and suddenly asked curiously:

"Don't you have that talisman on you? It's for life-saving, shining with golden light..."

Hao Xuan was startled, "The talisman for longevity?"

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded.

He just heard Hao Xuan say that he was a direct descendant of the Hao family and had an ancestor in the Void Realm.

Hao Xuan shook his head and sighed:

"How can I be worthy of such a precious talisman..."

"I do have an ancestor in the Dongxu realm, but the ancestor has many, many great-grandchildren like me..."

"Unless my spiritual roots are extraordinary and my bones are unprecedented...or my bloodline is special and I am the only descendant of the ancestor, and my descendants will be extinct after my death, otherwise the ancestor will not plant the natal longevity talisman for me..."

"Planting this kind of talisman will consume the source of cultivation..."

"A Dongxu ancestor can probably only plant one in his lifetime..."

"So, unless their time is up or there is no hope for cultivation in this life, it is impossible for them to damage their own source, cut off the path, and plant this kind of heaven-defying natal longevity talisman for their descendants..."

"The natal 'longevity' talisman, with the two words 'longevity', is really equivalent to another life..."

Mo Hua was shocked when he heard this.

He knew that the life-longevity talisman was valuable, but he didn't expect it to be so valuable...

One source of Dongxu, one life of his descendants.

Then Mo Hua frowned, thinking of his junior brothers and sisters...

Back then, outside Lishan City, his junior brothers and sisters broke the life-longevity talisman in order to save themselves and to deal with the Holy Son and the group of Jindan demon cultivators under his command...

If the life-longevity talisman is broken, then they will...

Won't they have no life-saving talismans in the future?

Such a precious talisman, planting one is already very luxurious, there should be no more Dongxu, so plant a second one for them...

Mo Hua sighed, looking very worried.

"I wonder if my junior brother and sister will be okay..."

Hao Xuan thought Mo Hua was worried about him, and was even more moved. He comforted Mo Hua:

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Mo Hua: "Well, I'm glad you're okay..."

Hao Xuan thought about it, and then said to Mo Hua with a serious face:

"Mo Hua, you saved my life. From now on, you are my dear senior brother!"

Mo Hua comforted him:

"This is what I should do. Don't take it to heart..."

But Hao Xuan was stubborn.

After a while, he suddenly remembered something and asked in confusion:

"By the way, Mo... Junior Brother, did you kill the two black monks?"

"When did you... become so powerful?"

"I thought you only knew how to use formations..."

Mo Hua blinked and sighed:

"In fact, my cultivation is very poor, and I am no match for them at all. I just set up formations in advance, and I was lucky enough to get rid of these two people..."

Then Mo Hua showed a "fearful" expression, "Now that I think about it, I still feel a little scared..."

Hao Xuan nodded, "So that's it..."

But after nodding for a while, he was suddenly stunned and found something wrong:

"No, that person was killed by the fireball technique, and after killing him, you..."

You also used the fireball technique to "whip the corpse"...

How cruel.

Moreover, his technique was sophisticated and calm, not like "lucky" at all...

Mo Hua was startled, patted Hao Xuan's shoulder, and said seriously:

"That's your illusion. You were injured and a little dazed, so you saw it wrong..."

"Those two people died in the formation, it has nothing to do with me..."

Hao Xuan looked at a loss.

Am I...dazed?

Mo Hua saw this and immediately changed the subject:

"These are all trivial matters. By the way, how did you get chased by these two people? Who are these two people?"

Hao Xuan's attention was indeed diverted. He thought about it and suddenly realized:

"There are others!"

"What others?" Mo Hua was slightly startled.

"The person being chased!" Hao Xuan said anxiously.

Mo Hua frowned, "What happened?"

Hao Xuan then told the whole story:

"The five of us, as well as Cheng Mo, Situ Jian and others, originally accepted a bounty and came to the nearby fairy city to complete a mission..."

"After completing the mission, we went back together, but when we passed the barren mountain, we saw a group of sneaky monks, with their faces covered, carrying bags and pushing boxes, and we didn't know what they were doing..."

"We felt suspicious, so we followed them secretly..."

"But it didn't take long before they found us. When they saw us, their faces changed drastically, and they all drew their swords and rushed towards us..."

"We fought for a while, but we were outnumbered and no match for them, so we had to flee..."

"Before I fled, I happened to catch a glimpse of their sacks and the things in the boxes..."

Hao Xuan paused and said coldly, "They were all people..."

People?

Mo Hua was startled, and then seemed to remember something, his eyes condensed, revealing a hint of coldness.

It's... human traffickers again...

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