Chapter 2396 1 Kowtow

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"Sassy sassy!!"

"Sassy sassy!!!"

This kind of voice has been heard in the ear, it sounds familiar and unfamiliar, but Mo Fan is subconsciously vigilant, it seems that every time he hears this kind of voice, he will encounter very terrible things.

The vision is like a thread, and I don't know why the eyes are difficult to open, and the eyelids are glued together.

After a while, a sharp pain came from the whole body, and Mo Fan realized that he should be covered with bruises and bruises.

Sure enough, taking such a risky flight on such an airline would cause a major incident, and this situation was no less than a small crash.

"Where is Lao Tzu now, have you reached the Eighth Hill? Why does the surrounding look... sigh, it turns out that my head is on the ground, and I said that I can't see anything." Mo Fan's vision became clearer, and then he realized In what position did he land on the ground.

He was probably pouting his butt, facing the dirt, and his eyes were probably swollen, so he couldn't open them completely.

"Sassy sassy!!!!"

Something very slight fell on his body, very much, and very fast, but the power is very small, but every time it hits his wound, he will feel distressed for a while.

The body still can't move, there is a feeling of being twisted into a twist.

Mo Fan himself doesn't quite remember what he went through. Anyway, he will never break into the space countercurrent again, and his life was almost lost in it!

"Anyone???"

"Is there anyone? Is this the Eighth Hill? I'm the instructor of the crashed pilot Mo Yifan. If anyone, please help me apply some medicine. The soil here is so stinky, how can it smell like dog shit..."

No one answered Mo Fan, only the rustling rain.

"call!"

Suddenly, there was a heavy breathing sound next to Mo Fan.

Mo Fan was overjoyed.

There is finally someone, God bless, every hero who falls off the cliff can harvest a martial arts cheat book and a pure and beautiful girl, all he needs is a person to help!

"coax!"

"coax!"

The man made a low growl, and he didn't know why the voice was unfamiliar and familiar.

Mo Fan turned his head with difficulty and saw a pair of thick and fluffy legs. The big feet without shoes looked like they were made of stones. , A bone axe hangs beside its waist, and there is blood on it. After being washed by the rain, the blood and sewage drip down along the sharpest position of the bone axe.

Mo Fan's heart skipped a beat, buying and selling skins, what he wanted was a big living person who could help him up, not this mountain man who would stomp his life with an ax at any time! !

Could it be that this is also about retribution, destroying a nest of others, and returning to give yourself such a great gift.

"Brother Shanren, don't think that I can't move now, but I can still use a lot of magic. If you are sensible, get away from me, or I will immediately rub your skin on the ground and rub it on the ground!" Mo Fan viciously said.

"coax!"

"Coax!"

As if he could understand Mo Fan's words, the mountain man let out a jeering sound similar to that of a wild boar.

"You give me a smile, and your anger is an arrow!"

Mo Fan was furious and squeezed an arrow out of the air, and the rain fell like a curtain. Only the position of the arrow was empty and the outline was clear.

"call out!!"

The Nian Qi arrow slid into the back of the mountain man's head. The mountain man was still laughing, but the laughter stopped abruptly. He looked at the space arrow pierced from the back of his head in disbelief...

"boom!"

The mountain man fell next to Mo Fan, and the blood was flowing out, and his face was facing Mo Fan's face that he couldn't lift.

"I just can't move, it doesn't mean I can't use magic, stupid!" Mo Fan scolded.

The mountain man was not completely dead either. He glared at Mo Fan, but showed a strange expression at the last moment of his life.

Just when Mo Fan was puzzled by the behavior of this mountain man, many footsteps came from all around, and then Mo Fan saw a pair of big bare feet stepping on the mud.

A heavy breathing sound followed.

What a situation! !

Didn't you teleport to the eighth hill, how did you enter the mountain people's nest, this group of people did not succeed in the new year's meeting!

"Is it too late for me to apologize to you now? Brother Shanren, cheer up!" Mo Fan said to the face of the Shanren next to him.

In the next second, Shanren's head tilted, and he lost his life breath. I'm afraid he won't be able to answer Mo Fan's question.

Mo Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, why didn't he change his temper, why would he use his mind arrows to pierce a hole in his head, and he didn't care about the dignity of a warlord-level monster.

Shaking his head, Mo Fan made up his mind that from now on, he must be peaceful and rich, even in the face of demons.

kindness? ?

My brain can turn...

It's good to be able to turn, so that more air can be manipulated, and the surrounding targets can be locked.

Damn, I'm making money with you savages! !

If you still want your own life, first kowtow to Lao Tzu to make amends! !

"Mindful anger, innumerable!"

The clear arrows in the rain screen appeared one after another, and with Mo Fan's eyes, they attacked the surrounding mountain people with great precision.

When you say kowtow to make amends, you must kowtow to make amends. Mo Fan controlled it carefully, and nailed the arrows directly from the kneecaps of those mountain men. He saw a blood flower spread on each mountain man's feet in the dense rain. The ten-headed mountain people all knelt on the ground as if they had bumped into the king of the mountain patrol! !

"kowtow!"

The arrows began to grow longer under the control of Mo Fan, and they looked like spears and arrows. At the moment when the mountain people knelt down, the air spears and arrows slanted from their heads to the ground, and they slammed into the ground. The heads of these mountain men were nailed to the muddy ground!

Kneeling on the ground with his legs, his body bent violently because his head was nailed to the ground, the blood flowed and melted into the rain. All the mountain people were fixed in this position just like the specimens. They circled around Mo Fan a few times. The strangeness of the painting style is that Mo Fan himself, who accepts this death kneeling like a king, is actually almost in this posture.

He has been in this position since he fell to the ground.

"Is there anyone!"

"Come and help me!!"

"God damn it, where is this...Is there any goblin in the mountains, come and help me, I want to save the world, I can't waste too much time here."

The smell of blood permeated, and it was easy to attract a large group of savage monsters.

Mo Fan's bones have not recovered, and he can only salute with the surrounding mountain specimens.

The monsters that were attracted also knew the rules very well. They gnawed on their mountain man's corpse, and they didn't offend Mo Fan, probably because they realized that this strange person was not easy to mess with. rw For more wonderful novels, welcome to visit our school