Chapter 244: Return

The one-eyed cultivator's face revealed disbelief.

If Zhao Hu wasn't heavily injured or dead, his storage bag couldn't possibly have fallen into someone else's hands.

He had originally thought that he would wait until Zhao Hu killed that little boy surnamed Ji, then come back and help a bit, and they could kill all these cultivators.

Now, Zhao Hu not only hadn't killed the person, but instead might have been killed by someone.

The one-eyed evil cultivator swore under his breath.

In the current situation, he also didn't have the leisure to think about whose hands Zhao Hu had fallen into.

Any further delay, and when the demon hunters arrived, they would be the dead ones.

The one-eyed evil cultivator weighed the situation for a moment and finally gritted his teeth, saying, "Withdraw first!"

The other evil cultivators were unwilling in their hearts, but they all knew that there was no way to force the situation this time. With resentful eyes, they also prepared to withdraw.

Mo Hua saw that they wanted to withdraw, his eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly said,

"That short one, are you called Diao Lao San?"

That short-statured hidden cultivator stopped in his tracks, his eyes gloomy and cold.

He had been in the cultivation world for a hundred years. When had he ever been called out like this by a little brat?

Mo Hua pretended to advise, "Your hidden technique is not good. I saw through it at a glance. Next time you meet me, just hide and walk away, otherwise you'll be seen through by me and lose face again."

Diao Lao San couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.

Mo Hua again said in a sarcastic tone, "Or you could change your name, don't call yourself Diao Lao San, change it to Diao Tail, and just hold your tail and escape when you meet me."

Diao Lao San was so angry that he almost bit his teeth broken. He felt a surge of qi and blood rise to his throat, almost spitting it out.

The one-eyed evil cultivator said coldly, "Don't be provoked by him. We'll find him later to settle accounts!"

Diao Lao San glared resentfully at Mo Hua, seemingly wanting to firmly remember Mo Hua's appearance in his heart.

After that, the several evil cultivators no longer spoke, gradually retreating backward until their figures entered the deep forest and disappeared without a trace.

Ji Qingbai and the other two all let out a long breath.

Mo Hua was still somewhat regretful that he couldn't keep that hidden cultivator called Diao Lao San.

His divine sense had already sensed the figures of the demon hunters, and support from the demon hunters would arrive soon.

Uncle Ji and the other two were all injured and couldn't pursue rashly, and Mo Hua alone couldn't keep those evil cultivators.

But fortunately, everyone was fine, and Mo Hua also felt relieved.

Mo Hua divided the pills refined by Old Mr. Feng among the three people.

The two demon hunters thanked him, took the pills, and began to meditate to heal.

Ji Qingbai was still worried, looking at Mo Hua, wanting to speak but stopping.

Mo Hua then said, "Big Brother Ji is indeed still alive, but his injuries are very serious. You should quickly heal so you can go see him early."

Ji Qingbai nodded hurriedly, swallowed the pills whole, and also began to regulate his breath to heal.

Not long after, demon hunters came over.

Before the big fog suddenly rose, it was impossible to distinguish directions, so some demon hunters were scattered.

Now the fog had dispersed, and the demon hunters who saw the fireworks signal could also hurry over to support.

At the same time, the one-eyed evil cultivator, Diao Lao San, and others escaped along the rugged mountain path to a patch of forest.

The one-eyed cultivator was walking when he suddenly looked up and discovered that there were people in front of him. He then instructed everyone to scatter and ambush in the bushes on both sides.

After a while, more than ten cultivators walked out from the front. They were all wearing black clothes and didn't look like good people.

The one-eyed cultivator breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the situation. He stepped out and cupped his fists, saying, "Big Brother!"

The evil cultivator called Big Brother was a bald man with a Qi Refining ninth layer cultivation. He was of medium height with hawk-like eyes and sharp ears. He frowned and asked,

"How were things done?"

The one-eyed cultivator's eyes revealed a look of shame, "Failed."

"How did you fail? Where is Zhao Hu?"

The one-eyed evil cultivator couldn't speak.

How did he fail?

Could he say that he was played by a milk-smelling, not-yet-dried little brat using body techniques, which delayed the time, so he couldn't kill Ji Qingbai,

And Zhao Hu's whereabouts were unknown, and his life and death were uncertain?

In front of so many people, he had lost face.

The one-eyed evil cultivator could only brace himself and say,

"The demon hunters' support was fast. Brother Zhao Hu's life and death are unknown."

The bald cultivator called Big Brother's eyes turned cold.

Diao Lao San estimated the number of evil cultivators, his eyes flickered, and he cupped his fists, saying,

"Big Brother, we have many people now. Why don't we go back and catch them off guard!"

Diao Lao San's voice contained hidden hatred.

He wanted to kill that little cultivator who used the Fireball technique!

He had suffered several big losses at the hands of that little brat.

Before leaving, that little brat had actually still been sarcastically mocking and ridiculing him, humiliating him in a hundred ways. Those words, he still felt indignant and stifled when he thought about them now.

When had he ever suffered this kind of humiliation?

Most importantly, his hidden technique and all his skills were completely restrained by that little brat.

If he didn't eliminate that little brat, he would sooner or later fall into his hands again!

Unless he really did as that little brat said, and from now on, he would live with his tail between his legs and run whenever he met that little brat.

But if he really did that, he would completely lose face and never be able to make a living in the Black Mountain state boundary again.

This was even more unbearable than killing him!

Diao Lao San said again, "They definitely haven't gone far yet. If we go back at this time, that one surnamed Ji will undoubtedly die, and we can also kill the other demon hunters!"

Especially that damned little cultivator, if that little brat wasn't crushed to bones and scattered to ashes, it would be difficult to dispel the hatred in his heart.

The one-eyed evil cultivator's eyes also lit up when he heard this:

"Big Brother, this plan is feasible. We are many and strong now and can have a quick battle and quick resolution."

The bald cultivator pondered for a moment and slowly said,

"Kill the one surnamed Ji, and the Kong family will pay the remaining spirit stones. We all go, act quickly, kill them and then withdraw!"

The crowd of evil cultivators all said "Yes", and then their figures flashed, all advancing towards the small hillside.

On the small hillside, Mo Hua was still there, and demon hunters were continuously coming over, so the number of people also increased.

This was just beyond Mo Hua's expectation.

Inner Mountain was so big, it was impossible to attract so many demon hunters by releasing a few fireworks.

After asking for the reason, Mo Hua was a little stunned.

Before, because of the fog, many demon hunters were scattered.

Generally speaking, when fog rises, it's best to stay in place, but this was Inner Mountain, where the situation was dangerous and accidents always happened.

Or they would encounter demon beasts, or poisonous swamps, or suffer attacks from cultivators, etc., so the demon hunters had to continue to find their way in the big fog, thus inevitably scattering.

After the big fog disappeared, the demon hunters would gather in groups of two and three.

Some saw the fireworks and hurried over to support, and also passed on oral messages to each other.

Several demon hunters who had seen Mo Hua then said, "Someone is injured, and Mo Hua is also there."

This word spread from one person to ten, from ten to a hundred, and as it spread, it became "Mo Hua is also injured."

When the demon hunters heard this, their emotions immediately became agitated.

Mo Hua was injured, how could that be?

But all the demon hunters who heard the message, no matter how far away, rushed over here.

Some were still chasing and killing residual blood demon beasts, some were skinning and boning demon beasts, and some had just packed their storage bags and were preparing to descend the mountain. As soon as they heard the message, they all stopped what they were doing, drew their knives, and immediately rushed over.

So the number of demon hunters gathered on the small hillside also increased, almost reaching one hundred people...

After Mo Hua asked for the reason, he was both moved and a little teary-eyed.

After a while, Yu Chengyi also came over.

He was hunting demon beasts on another side, which was further away. He rushed over breathlessly and asked Mo Hua, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

Mo Hua had already said this sentence "I'm fine" dozens of times.

Yu Chengyi then let out a breath, "That's good."

Immediately, he again said doubtfully, "How did I hear someone say you were injured?"

Mo Hua said helplessly, "Someone is injured, but it's not me."

"That's good." Yu Chengyi nodded, and immediately felt a little angry, instructing,

"Tell everyone, Mo Hua is fine, don't randomly spread it anymore."

If it was spread again, his dad, Elder Yu, would probably personally come up the mountain.

Yu Chengyi looked around and then asked, "What happened?"

Mo Hua simply told him about Ji Li being chased and killed, and Ji Qingbai and the two demon hunters being surrounded.

Yu Chengyi said angrily, "This group of bastards, staying in the mountain sooner or later is a disaster. Sooner or later we'll slaughter them all!"

Mo Hua also felt a little regretful.

If Inner Mountain wasn't so big, the demon hunters could have arrived a little earlier, or those evil cultivators could have been provoked by him and delayed a little longer, then he could have kept all of them.

Mo Hua released his divine sense and swept around again, involuntarily feeling a little disappointed.

"That short one who can hide his technique is really patient. I cursed him like that, and he actually didn't think of coming back to find trouble with me?"

Could it be that like Qian Hong, they all belonged to turtles?

Mo Hua silently said in his heart.

After a while, Ji Qingbai finished healing and was eager to see Ji Li's injuries. The crowd also prepared to descend the mountain.

Suddenly, Mo Hua's divine sense moved, his eyes gradually brightened, and he said hurriedly, "Wait."

A crowd of demon hunters stopped in their tracks and looked at him doubtfully.

Mo Hua held his breath and concentrated, pushing his divine sense to the extreme. Then he opened his eyes, smiled a little, and said,

"The big fish have been caught back."

Thank you, End Shadow of the Empty, for the reward.