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Chapter VIII Defection (5)

Li Mo quickly ran to the side with the help of the power of the shadow armor, occasionally stopping, coughing twice, and then continuing to set off on the road. He understood that his trick would not be delayed for long, and he must stay away as soon as possible during this period of struggle.

If possible, Li Mo could even endure the pain of tearing his lungs and not resting, but it was not possible at all. If he kept running, he was afraid that his lungs would strike directly and forced him to faint. This also proves that belief is not all, and all belief is based on the material that realizes it.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, but Li Mo did not stop his own speed, and ran all the way to traces and other things, and no longer cared about it. In his ears, the malicious voice sounded again.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, I'm doing pretty well. It's a pity to tell you a bad news. I've gradually been able to feel the mark on your body, which means he's getting closer and closer to you."

"But there is also good news. Members of the Shadow Clan are stationed not far away. If you are fast enough, you can escape there before the pursuits arrive. Then, they will stop the pursuers of Shengjianshan for you."

"For your life, come on!"

Li Mo's eyes had become confused. This was the manifestation of his focus on escaping. He forgot all his distractions, broke through his own limitations, and finally saw the camp of the Shadow Clan from afar, and the pursuers behind him were not far away.

Li Mo did not shout for help. In fact, with his current situation, once he started shouting, he would spit out a large mouthful of blood, and it was possible to die suddenly. Therefore, Li Mo only hopes that the movement here can attract the attention of the Shadow Clan.

He had ignored other things, and he had only one target in his eyes, running over and getting a chance to survive. Li Mo thought so and did the same. A trace of blue fire was generated not far away in front of him, and the figure of Zero Fall appeared out of thin air, without words or sighs, and the action was directly touched, and he pulled out the short blade and slashed it over.

This is the assassin. Once he makes up his mind, then all other existences are distracting thoughts, things that should be abandoned, and staying with the Mo is a disaster and should be killed. Then when this idea is established, other things should be abandoned.

Even if it was Li Wen's only son who was as close as his brother, even if he was the person his daughter Lingge admired, even if he understood that Kesu didn't want to kill him, even if he was shocked by Li Mo's current will, these would make Ling Weiluo chopped out short blades, even if he was hesitant.

The blade mixed with light blue flame flew towards Li Mo at an unmatched speed. The knife reflected in Li Mo's confused eyes. He knew that he could not escape this knife. He had no strength to stop, nor any strength to think about other things. He didn't even have the so-called memories before death, and his mind was blank.

A crisp sound came out, and Li Mo narrowed his eyes and fell forward, but a tall woman in a black dress gently hugged Li Mo, and his hand hit Li Mo's chest without pause, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow". Although his heart veins were weak, they at least kept it.

At this time, Ling Weiluo also narrowed his eyes slightly. A man with black mist suddenly appeared in front of him, with two duckweeds in his hand blocking his sure-fire knife, wrapped the black air in the man's hand, and kept the light blue flame on the blade out.

The man who stopped Ling Wei Luo was in his twenties, holding duckweed in his hand, wearing a black uniform, and a bright red armband wrapped around the floating sleeves, and the sleeves were covered with a black sun exactly the same as Li Mo’s chest.

"The previous assassin of Shengjian Mountain, Flying Lan Ling Fei Luo?" The black uniform directly recognized Ling Fei Luo's identity, and Ling Fei Luo looked at the black air in his hands and body, and also confirmed the other party's identity: "Shadow Cult!"

"I didn't expect you to be rekindled again!" Ling Piaoluo's face did not change, but his eyes became more serious. I thought that the members of the Shadow Clan did not give him any good impressions. What surprised him was the current strength of the Shadow Clan.

No matter what others are, the strength of this young man in front of him is enough to block his full strength is enough to make people look at him. You should know that although the Shadow Cult was actually mastering some shadow power, his strength was not strong, otherwise he would not have been beaten into the nest by the five of them.

If it weren't for the person who looked like the leader inside who took the Shadow Gem, then everything would be an ordinary act of extinguishing the cult, but if not, they would have paid a heavy price for it.

Although several Shadow Clan people escaped at that time, they were all ordinary members of the weak. However, they did not expect that ten years later, it made a comeback again and its strength changed drastically. From the mouth of this young man, they knew that they had a better understanding of the information of Shengjianshan, so it would be obvious what attention they could pay.

The eyes swept over one side, and the tall woman had stabilized Li Mo's injuries. She hugged Li Mo in her arms in the face of a princess. The woman was tall, wearing a black dress, and a necklace on her chest looked like the day of darkness. Her long hair was soft and shiny. The mole on the corner of her right eye made her charm a little more than standard.

She hugged Li Mo with black gauze gloves, as if she noticed Ling Weiluo observing this side again, so she smiled, her rosy lips opened, and she said softly: "It is a taboo to be distracted in battle!"

Ling Weiluo's expression flashed slightly, with a little dazedness, and then he quickly waved the short blade in his hand to block the duckweed crutch of the black uniform. However, the knees burning with black flames in the black uniform had already hit Ling Feiluo's abdomen.

"Um..." The black uniform looked at Ling Wei Luo, who had disappeared into blue flames. After a little confused, he turned the duckweed in his hand and swayed behind him, turning it up, knocking several darts flying over him away.

Ling Wei Luo looked at the unscathed black uniform with a little regret. The elders behind him had already chased after him, and his eyes narrowed to see the black sun marks on the two people present and the large group of believers behind them.

"Shadow Clan/Sainting Mountain!"

Both sides read out the other party's name in a complicated manner, and the atmosphere became tense. Ling's lips moved slightly, and some voices became heard in the leader's ears. He looked at the people with obviously different moments on the opposite side, and then looked at Li Mo who was being held in the arms of the woman in black, and was breathing.

"Let's go." Kesu said with a serious expression, and then immediately interrupted an elder's words a little unwilling: "I am the mountain master, listen to me!"

So the groups on both sides looked at each other, taking the final result to retreat to the mountain.
Chapter completed!
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