Mr. Fu ran away again today

There was not a breath of wind, and the leaves and grass-tips were still.

Mo Chen and A Lang stood opposite each other holding the sword in their hands motionlessly like two statues.

No one made a move first, they just stood face to face for a long time, only the occasional blinking of their eyes made it clear that they were alive.

A round of setting sun sank towards the lake, and the afterglow swept obliquely into the bamboo forest and fell on the two of them.

The wind is blowing, the breeze is blowing, and the bamboo leaves are rustling.

Mo Chen turned his wrist, the blade of the sword glowed coldly, and he was ready to strike.

And at this moment, Ah Lang suddenly jumped up and stabbed Mo Chen with his sword.

Mo Chen blocked the horizontal sword, and amidst the crisp impact sound, Mo Chen only felt that he was shaken by a force and took a few steps back, his palms were numb. He didn't expect that A Lang had such deep internal strength at such a young age.

Only when he stood firm, Mo Chen immediately turned his defense into an offense, took up Jian Hua and stomped hard on his feet, approaching A Lang's side.

In the bamboo grove, two figures crisscrossed each other and parted from time to time, and the sound of sword clashing could be heard endlessly.

After several rounds, neither Mo Chen nor A Lang could hurt the other, but Mo Chen noticed that A Lang's eyes had changed.

At this moment, he is like a wolf hunting, his eyes are full of killing intent...

The setting sun dipped into the lake, and a crescent moon had risen into the sky.

This battle was fought from the time of You to the end of the time of Wu, and the winner had not yet been decided, and the bamboo forest fell one after another in the scuffle.

Mo Chen knew that it would be very difficult for him to win against A Lang tonight.

In terms of martial arts, he is on par with A Lang.

They fought for two hours, and both he and A Lang had stabbed each other three times. During the fight, he could also feel that A Lang had suffered internal injuries like him, and he could see the wounds on each other's bodies that were still bleeding.

However, after two hours, he could feel that his physical strength was being consumed rapidly. Even though he relied on his internal strength to withstand it later, he still couldn't control the increasingly unstable sword in his hand and his rapid breathing.

But A Lang, in the case of external and internal injuries, the strength of each sword is as stable as if he just stabbed the first sword.

This person's endurance and physical strength made Mo Chen feel terrible.

Mo Chen knew that if he dragged on, he would definitely lose.

It's better to make a quick decision, and you can still fight!

Thinking of this, Mo Chen purposely sold an opening during the fight, attracting A Lang close to him. With a twist of the sword in his hand, he pierced straight an inch above A Lang's heart.

For this sword, he used [-]% of his internal strength. He needed to hit it in one hit, and he needed A Lang to be seriously injured so that he could no longer fight. But at the same time, he didn't want to hurt A Lang's life.

Seeing the sword's edge piercing A Lang's flesh, he stopped suddenly.

A Lang held Mo Chen's sword with his hand, blood cut through his palm and dripped down his wrist.That depth is really afraid of breaking his bones.

Just when Mo Chen was in a daze, a cold light flashed across, Mo Chen secretly thought something was wrong, and hurriedly retreated, but A Lang's speed was too fast, when he stabbed Mo Chen, his left hand did not let go of Mo Chen's sword, Mo Chen tried to pull out the sword, but he couldn't pull it out—the sword was held tightly by A Lang.

With a "bang", Mo Chen's back touched a bamboo, and the tip of the sword pierced his chest, and he couldn't dodge it.

Mo Chen gave up the chance to fight back, what he has to do now is to save his life!He opened his hand holding the sword without hesitation, put his palms together, poured his inner strength into the sword that Ah Lang had stabbed at, and the blade of the sword pressed against his chest, and finally stopped.

Mo Chen didn't dare to be careless, he had to move the sword away as soon as possible to get rid of Ah Lang's restraint.

Just when Mo Chen was about to use his strength to push the sword away, Ah Lang suddenly took a step forward, and the sword in his hand also pierced forward with his movement. At this moment, no matter how hard Mo Chen exerted himself, he could no longer stop it. a cent.

The sword pierced through his body, piercing through the front and exiting from the back.

For the first time, Mo Chen heard the sound of the sword's edge piercing through the body, so clearly.

Fishy and sweet blood spurted from his mouth.

He finally lost...

"You lost." A Lang still held the hilt of his sword, he looked at him in the dark night, the moonlight was reflected in his eyes, Mo Chen could even see the stars in the sky through his eyes.

Mo Chen was a little dazed, he looked down at the sword piercing his body, the sword that was originally touching his heart moved up an inch when piercing his body, avoiding the vital point.It seemed that A Lang didn't intend to kill him.

Mo Chen asked: "Why didn't you kill me?"

A Lang said: "I said, if you lose, I will take something from your body."

Mo Chen thought of the three battles before Ah Lang, one had his arm cut off, one was stabbed blind, and one died with a sword through his heart.Now, A Lang won't kill him, but if he takes any part of him casually, his life will be worse than death.

Seeing that A Lang leaned over and picked up Mo Chen's sword from the ground, he pointed at Mo Chen's body.

Mo Chen said first: "Can I give you some advice? First of all, you can't take the lifeblood! Can you not cut off the hands and feet... Wait, let's discuss where you want to cut off?"

A Lang didn't answer, he pointed his sword at Mo Chen's head.

Mo Chen nervously said: "It's not okay to cut off the head! If you cut off the head, you will definitely die—"

Before he finished speaking, Ah Lang's sword had already passed over his head.

A strand of hair fell on Mo Chen's shoulder, Ah Lang reached out and took it away, put it in a kit and put it in his arms.

A Lang said: "Parents who receive body, hair and skin, use your hair to replace your body today."

that's it?

Mo Chen was stunned, and after a while, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Only now did Mo Chen feel the pain from the wound on his chest. He supported the sword with the back of his hand and said, "Okay! From now on, we will have no enmity, and we will still be good brothers!"

Thinking of this, Mo Chen asked again: "What kind of hatred is there between you and Mochen Island?"

A Lang didn't answer this question, he just said: "I said, I will tell you if you win my sword, but now you lose."

"I did lose, but I won your sword!" Mo Chen pointed to the sword stuck in his body, wiped the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and pinched the sword with two fingers, "Look , your sword is in my hand now."

A Lang: "..."

A Lang thought for a while and said, "Okay, I can tell you."

Mo Chen raised his ears and was about to listen, but he felt that his eyes were blurred. He realized that if he didn't do anything, even if A Lang didn't intend to kill him, he would go west.

Mo Chen leaned against the bamboo and asked, "Can you... wait a minute?"

"Wait a minute?" A Lang didn't understand.

Mo Chen's face was pale, he stretched out his fingers to seal a few acupuncture points on his chest, and said, "You don't mind if I... call a doctor first?"

A Lang said: "Your name."

Mo Chen took out a thing like a torch from his waist, he opened the lid, and a red light rose into the sky.

Almost at the moment when the red light disappeared, Hall Master Ma rushed out from the depths of the bamboo forest with two subordinates.

"Island Master, how are you?" Hall Master Ma went straight to Mo Chen as soon as he got off his horse. Seeing a sword stuck in Mo Chen's chest, he said anxiously, "The doctor is waiting on the island, Island Master, hold on! Come on!" Prepare the boat! Go back to the island!"

Mo Chen looked at A Lang: "I'm afraid you won't be able to return your sword until you return to the island, so you can go with us, and when you get to the island, ask the doctor to bandage your wound."

Alang nodded.

Even Mo Chen opened his mouth, so Hall Master Ma naturally wouldn't object.

Two of Hallmaster Ma's subordinates ran to the lake and sent a signal to the opposite side. A small boat floated up from the water on the shore, and quickly drained the water in the boat.

Hall Master Ma supported Mo Chen, and brought A Lang and two subordinates onto the boat.

"Where's Elder Cui?" Mo Chen leaned on Hall Master Ma in a daze and asked.

"He saw your red signal flare, knew you lost, and felt too shameful, so he left first." Hall Master Ma said.

"Oh..." Mo Chen closed his eyes, "Do you remember that after going to the island, you asked a doctor to bandage Ah Lang well, especially the wound on his hand, the bones are all visible..."

Master Ma said: "This subordinate obeys."

Mo Chen said again: "Also, serve delicious food and drink, don't make things difficult for Ah Lang."

Hall Master Ma said: "Yes."

Mo Chen's voice became smaller and smaller, Hall Master Ma only heard him finally say: "I was injured...don't tell Mr. Fu..."

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There is another chapter to add more tonight~ I guess ninety o'clock~