Du Bingyue looked at the young man in front of her and suddenly felt a very strong sense of familiarity. The island owner more than ten years ago was full of energy and was trembling with the East China Sea. The coldness and decisiveness at that time were surprisingly similar to this young man.

"Your arm is bleeding." Du Bingyue put away the dagger, stood up and said, "Wait for me, I'll be back soon." He turned around and left.

Only then did Han Mo realize that the clothes on his right arm were stained with blood and the arms were extremely painful. Then he realized that the arrow wounds that had been exposed to the cold had already solidified, but they had just killed three people. They used too much force, and the old wounds recurred and the wounds were bleeding again.

He pulled out the wooden stick from the corpse and sat under the tree. Suddenly he found that his heart was beating very hard.

When he was killing someone just now, his movements were quick and decisive, without any drag. His mind was extremely calm at that time, and he just wanted to remove the three pirates to ensure his safety. But now he calmed down and looked at the corpse that was still motionless on the ground, his heartbeat instead.

After a while, Du Bingyue had already come back, holding a few grass in her hand, walked straight to Han Mo and whispered: "Rolle your sleeves and I'll give you medicine."

"Put the medicine?"

"This is a silver flower plant, a good medicine to stop bleeding. Some people on the island are injured and bleeding, so they all use this to stop bleeding." Du Bingyue said lightly.

Han Mo didn't ask much, rolled up his sleeves and showed his bare shirt.

Du Bingyue was not as sluggish as an ordinary woman. She rubbed the silver flower and grass into a ball of grass in her hand, and then pressed it on Han Mo's wound. Regardless of whether Han Mo wanted or not, she tore off a piece of cloth from the hem of his clothes and carefully bandaged Han Mo.

She kept her bags very seriously, like a docile little wife serving her own man.

Han Mo looked at her face, very beautiful, and the bright red beauty mole under her lips made her face even more charming and sexy.

"Cold Zhao's archery skills are very good." Du Bingyue said softly: "There are all pills on his arrows. Your skill is higher than his. If he can catch you, you must have been hit by the pills on his arrows."

"You are a smart girl."

Du Bingyue asked, "Have you killed someone before?"

Han Mo said calmly: "I forgot." Then he smiled like a spring breeze: "Has I killed anyone?"

He had a habit of killing someone, he would force himself to forget it as much as possible - although he had only killed one bully secretly before, and he had never really forgotten it.

Seeing Han Mo's cold breath just now becoming gentle in an instant, Du Bingyue suddenly felt that the young man's smile like a spring breeze was really a bit scary.

Under this smile, no one knows how many murderous intents are hidden.

...

"No one likes to kill people, otherwise it would be perverted." Han Mo sighed, looked at the bandaged arm, moved slightly, and then slowly said: "But when my life is threatened, I am willing to use everything to protect my life." He stared at Du Bingyue, his voice softly: "Only by protecting my life can you protect the person you want to protect. You are a smart girl, you should understand this principle."

Du Bingyue frowned, as if she was experiencing the meaning of Han Mo's words, but he obviously could not understand the essence of it from his bones. He curled his lips and asked, "What should we do now?"

Han Mo pondered slightly, stepped forward and took off a corpse's clothes and pants and threw them to Du Bingyue, and said, "Put it." He took off another corpse's clothes, took off his already stained sea pirate clothes, put on the pirate's clothes, picked up the wooden stick, then turned around and said, "Are you okay?" But he found that Du Bingyue turned around, and the clothes were still piled on the ground without moving.

Han Mo was stunned, but then he realized that he had taken off his clothes and had no scruples at his side. Although he did not show his body, he was still a little reckless.

Although Du Bingyue's temperament is not as shy and squeamish as the women on the land, she is still a pretty girl after all. It is naturally difficult for a man to take off his clothes.

"All the children of the world, don't be so restrained." Han Mo laughed and said, "I'm not afraid of you peeping."

Du Bingyue stomped her feet and asked, "What are we doing when changing clothes?"

"Go and see the situation." Han Mo's smiled and his face suddenly calmed down again, and his tone was also somewhat imperative: "Put on your clothes quickly."

Du Bingyue gave him a blank look, picked up the clothes, and put them on her body. Her hair was just fluttering on her head, and she wrapped it in a cloth towel. If she only looked at it from the back, she would have a bit of a pirate's shadow. This is the pirate's too slim and too weak.

The two of them held the weapons and did not delay any further, and they carefully touched the eastward.

On the way, I encountered two pirates who searched for him. Fortunately, the two of them were not bad at alert, and Han Mo was as if he had four eyes. He could be said to have seen all directions and listened to all directions, but he actually avoided two groups of pirates.

When he touched a stone slope, he could see the beach in the east from afar. Han Mo lay on the stone slope covered by the forest and looked over there. He saw the fire on the beach, as bright as daylight. Although he was far away, he could vaguely see more than a dozen tall wooden pillars standing by the beach, with a person tied to each pillar. I think the island owner and Xiao Tongguang are also one of them.

There were shadows on the beach. In addition to the pirates, there were many other pirate families, and even a low crying sound came with the sea breeze.

Han Mo knew that most of the crying sounds were from the families of the tyrants.

Look at that situation, Leng Zhao has completely controlled the entire Immortal Island. Even if there were some swaying pirates, now the general trend is now, I think they are all relying on Leng Zhao's command.

Although it was almost dawn and it was slightly brighter, there were a large number of people, and Han Mo could not see clearly who was the cold photos.

He frowned. What should he do if Leng Zhao was waiting there?

It is certainly not a feasible way to hide like this. There are hundreds of pirates on the island and they are extremely familiar with the terrain on the island. They may be discovered by them at any time, and they are simply impossible to be the enemy of those pirates. Although they killed the three pirates before, they were mainly based on their own strength, but one thing is undeniable that the first two pirates must have contemptuous of their young young master, so that they could kill the other party in a strange way. However, the third person was scared and lost the will to resist. If the three people really attacked them with caution and carefulness, they might not be able to win so easily. Moreover, when they fight clearly, they may very likely attract more pirates, and they are probably caught.

After all, luck is the reason why it is absolutely half. The blame is that those pirates are used to doing secret business and want to solve everything quietly, but in the end they are smart but are mistaken for cleverness.

...

While thinking about a solution, I suddenly felt two soft things squeezed up on my shoulders, soft and soft, but it seemed to be a little firm. Han Mo was not a person who had never experienced anything in his previous life, and he asked, "Miss Du, have you brought steamed buns?"

"What?"

"I'm hungry, I'll give it to me and I'll replenish my strength." Han Mo said seriously, still looking at the beach, but one hand was spreading back, waiting for Du Bingyue to give him steamed buns.

Yes, maybe I have to fight the pirates back and I have to replenish my energy.

"What steamed bun?" Du Bingyue was also looking at the beach, leaning forward, lying on Han Mo's back, two balls of flesh on her chest squeezed against Han Mo's shoulders. Her mind was placed on the beach, but she didn't react for a while.

Han Mo was a little angry and said softly: "Miss Du, you are wrong. Everyone can share good things together. You have two steamed buns hidden on you. I am so smart. Do you think I don't know? Take it, I want to eat one."

When the two steamed buns were squeezed on their shoulders, it was a very comfortable feeling. Han Mo let Du Bingyue's plump breasts squeeze on his shoulders, feeling the feeling of comforting all over his body, and said softly: "Miss Du, look at so many of them, Leng Zhao must be among them. If you want to control the situation, you must capture the thief and the king and take down Leng Zhao."

This was to divert Du Bingyue's consciousness so that she would not find the extremely awkward physical contact between the two. In fact, what was more important was that Han Mo didn't want the feeling of comfort to disappear.

Han Mo never felt that he was Liu Xiahui. If Ximen Qing had not had a bad reputation, he would have really wanted to be Ximen Qing in his bones.

...

"If you fight alone, you should have 70% chance of defeating Lengzhao." Du Bingyue did not realize that she was being taken advantage of by Han Mo, but said seriously: "Lengzhao started practicing martial arts with his father since he was four years old. After his father died, he learned martial arts from my father. His foundation of kung fu is very solid. Although it is said on the island that my father has the most kung fu, my father has been ill for several years and is weak. Now he may not be Lengzhao's opponent."

"It seems that you respect me very much!" Han Mo leaned his shoulder back quietly.

Du Bingyue said: "If it were Leng Zhao, he would not have the ability to kill three people in such a short time."

Han Mo sighed, "I'm lucky too." Suddenly, murmured to himself: "To hold on to Leng Zhao, he must be left alone. Is there any way to make him alone?"

Du Bingyue frowned, as if she was thinking of a way.

A silence.

Han Mo felt that the heat on his shoulders was getting stronger and stronger, and his body might have started to react for this reason, so he couldn't help but thrust his shoulders gently.

Du Bingyue was not a fool, and she felt her chest being pushed one by one. At this time, she finally understood what "mant bun" was. Her jade face was blushing, biting her lips, and one hand was already pinching Han Mo's waist, twisting it hard.

Han Mo whispered "Ah", this little girl's film is really strong, and the flesh on her waist hurts so hard that she twisted it.

"Rogue!" Du Bingyue cursed in a low voice, not caring too much, her body separated from Han Mo, and said softly: "Is Leng Zhao alone, so you have a way to deal with him?"

Han Mo looked back at him, obediently, understood what she meant, and said strangely: "Do you have a way?"

Du Bingyue bit her lip, as if she was hesitating. She looked at the dozens of standing wooden pillars on the beach, listened to the crying sounds coming from the beach, and finally nodded vigorously and said, "I have a way!"

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