Chapter 257: Demonic Herb

Lu Hui was hit by him, which was something that Bald Monk never expected.

He couldn't figure out why Lu Hui stopped dodging halfway.

Was he just being too confident, so he didn't dodge his knife on purpose?

But the opportunity was rare, Bald Monk was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, and slashed at Lu Hui's lower body again.

Lu Hui felt a sharp pain in his chest, and felt a chill in his heart when he saw Bald Monk's tricky knife. He struggled to break free from the water prison and dodged backwards.

But because of the restraint of the water prison, he was half a second slower, and his thigh was still slashed by Bald Monk.

Lu Hui was extremely angry, and he drew his sword with pain. The sword was fast and fierce, and pierced Bald Monk's right chest.

Bald Monk's eyes gradually lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.

Lu Hui's body was stained with blood, and he slowly fell down.

In the remote woods, the two fought to the death, bleeding, and finally hurt each other and fell under each other's swords.

This scene was very consistent with the script that Mo Hua had planned in advance.

Mo Hua nodded, looking very satisfied.

Zhang Lan, who was standing by, was stunned.

What kind of magic was this? Where did this kid Mo Hua learn it from?

It was really a trick to kill someone without paying for his life...

He saw that Mo Hua was confident and knew that he had a way to deal with Lu Hui, but he didn't expect that this method was so unexpected.

He secretly used a small trick to kill someone with a borrowed knife, and killed Lu Hui without any effort.

Lu Hui and Guang Tou Tuo died together, which was reasonable and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Let's go and have a look?" Mo Hua asked.

Zhang Lan came to his senses and nodded, but he still delayed for a while, waiting for Lu Hui to bleed more, and then he and Mo Shan walked towards the two people who fell.

Mo Hua followed them.

The three of them arrived in front of Lu Hui and Guang Tou Tuo, carefully checked their breath, and looked at each other with regret.

The bald monk was not dead. Lu Hui stabbed him in the right chest, but did not damage his heart. He was still breathing.

Lu Hui lost too much blood and fainted temporarily, but the chest injury was not serious, so he did not die.

"Are all bad people so hard-working..." Mo Hua could not help but said.

What should we do next?

After all, Lu Hui is the director of the Daoting Division. Should we watch him die without saving him?

Mo Shan and Mo Hua both looked at Zhang Lan.

Zhang Lan sighed and said, "I'm so tired."

Then he found a place and sat down leisurely, "The scenery here is nice, let's take a rest."

Mo Hua looked around. The forest was remote, with dead trees around and fallen leaves on the ground. There was no scenery.

But Mo Hua nodded and said, "The scenery is indeed good."

Then he sat down on the ground, took out wine, meat and snacks from the storage bag, and the three of them ate happily together.

Lu Hui was bleeding alone beside him.

After a while, Lu Hui was still alive. Not only that, he gradually came back to his senses and murmured, but his voice was painful.

His right hand trembled as he took out the pill from the storage bag and swallowed it. After refining the medicinal power, the blood in his chest gradually stopped.

Mo Shan drew his sword and wanted to kill him directly, but was held down by Zhang Lan.

Zhang Lan shook his head and said, "Don't dirty your hands."

Lu Hui struggled to get up and saw Zhang Lan and the other two. His expression changed. He hated them for not helping him, but was afraid that they would kill him.

Zhang Lan pretended to be concerned and said, "Lu Diansi, are you okay?"

Lu Hui pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth, "Thanks to Zhang Diansi, I won't die for the time being."

"That's good. Lu Diansi is seriously injured. I'm still worried."

Lu Hui smiled, "Thank you Zhang Diansi for your concern."

But he cursed in his heart, "Worried? Worried that I won't die?"

A sinister look flashed in Lu Hui's eyes.

He has made a note of this account and will settle it with you later.

But he dared not express this hatred, and could only hide it in his heart, so as not to anger Zhang Lan and Mo Shan, and really be killed by them.

Lu Hui smiled and said: "I will remember your kindness in my heart. Let me meditate and adjust my breath for a while, and then we will set off to return, how about it?"

Zhang Lan nodded and said: "Okay."

So Lu Hui continued to meditate and adjust his breath to recuperate.

Mo Shan and Zhang Lan tied up the bald monk who was still alive with chains.

Mo Hua looked at the bald monk with a look of disgust.

This bald monk is such a waste, he can't even kill Lu Hui, wasting the good opportunity he provided.

This Lu Hui is also lucky, the knife didn't hit the vital point, so he didn't die.

But Mo Hua is not in a hurry, this is the Great Black Mountain, the territory of the demon hunter, and also his territory.

Lu Hui can't think of walking out alive.

After Lu Hui recovered from his injury and could move temporarily, everyone got up and set off, escorting the bald monk back along the mountain road.

When they reached a fork in the road, Mo Hua suddenly walked forward a few steps faster and turned into a small road on the left.

Mo Shan's eyes flashed, and he understood in his heart, and followed Mo Hua.

Zhang Lan was not familiar with the mountain road, so it was natural for him to follow Mo Hua.

Born in Qingxuan City, Lu Hui knew nothing about the Great Black Mountain. Although he was cautious, he didn't know what was wrong with this road, so he followed it naturally.

This mountain road was no different except that it was a little narrower and more remote.

The fog was not heavy, and the miasma was not particularly deep.

Lu Hui didn't suspect anything, but as he walked, he suddenly smelled a pungent fishy smell.

He looked around and found that the fishy smell came from a grass in Mo Hua's hand.

Lu Hui frowned and asked, "Little brother, what kind of grass is in your hand?"

Mo Hua didn't hide it from him, "It's the demon smell grass."

"What is it used for?"

Seeing that he didn't know it, Mo Hua said, "There are many demon beasts in the mountain. This grass has a pungent smell and can drive away demon beasts."

Lu Hui was not a demon hunter, and at first glance, he thought it was okay.

"Can you show it to me?"

"Sure."

Mo Hua handed the demon smell grass to Lu Hui very readily.

After Lu Hui took it, he looked at it carefully and found that there was nothing unusual about the grass. He had not done anything to it. Except for the unusual smell, there was nothing special about it.

Did this kid really take this grass just to drive away the monsters?

Lu Hui thought as he walked, and suddenly found that Mo Hua and the others had quietly walked in front of him, and were already ten steps away from him.

Lu Hui was startled, and before he could think about it, he felt a chill on his back.

He slowly turned his head and found that two monsters had appeared in the jungle on both sides of his back.

One had red skin and fangs, drooling in its mouth, and the other had white hair and horns, with red eyes.

Both monsters stared at him intently.

Lu Hui was so shocked that his soul flew away, and suddenly he figured it out.

Monster smell grass, monster smell grass, smells fishy and rotten.

Cultivators don't like it, but monsters like it. How can it be used to drive away monsters?

This monster smell grass is used to attract monsters!

Now he had the demonic smell grass that attracted the monsters in his hand.

"Damn it, this kid lied to me!"

Lu Hui was furious and threw away the demonic smell grass, but it was too late. The two monsters had already set their sights on him and started to pounce on him.

Lu Hui's injuries had not healed yet, but at this moment, he could no longer care about these things.

He urged his spiritual power, his blood was surging, and he ran wildly with all his strength.

If he was caught by the monster, he would definitely be buried in the monster's belly today. At the critical moment of life and death, even if his wounds were torn and blood was oozing out, he could not care so much.

Lu Hui pushed his body skills to the extreme, and he was indeed faster than the monster, pulling away from the monster, and the pressure on his back was also a little lighter.

At this moment, Lu Hui saw Mo Hua in front of him turn around and smile at him.

"What is this kid laughing at?"

Lu Hui was slightly startled, and then saw Mo Hua raised his little hand, clenched his palm, and then gently clenched it.

Mysterious and strange spiritual power suddenly appeared, condensed into a water chain, and instantly locked him!

In a flash, Lu Hui understood everything.

Why was the bald monk so fast, but he couldn't escape? Why could he dodge the knife, but he couldn't dodge it.

"Is it this insidious little devil?!"

Lu Hui understood, but it was too late.

The water prison technique had locked him tightly.

In less than two breaths, the monster had caught up with him, opened its bloody mouth, and bit through his shoulder with its fangs.