Chapter 630

The two brothers are about to compete with each other, but they haven't won yet. Qian Sangsang has already been frightened. Although he doesn't know martial arts, he doesn't know what these moves mean. But can see, just that moment, Han Mo has obviously fallen.

He stepped back a few steps before he could barely hold his ground. Although it did not show a big decline, but for two people with equal strength, as long as one side loses a little, the other side will catch up.

If this is lost after, according to Han Mo promised, he will all listen to Han Lin. Qian Sangsang doesn't know what Han Meng's elder brother will come up with and let Han MO realize it.

What's more, in case they don't brake in the contest. If Han Mo is injured, it's not good. The more Qian Sangsang thought about it, the more nervous he felt. Even if it wasn't him who didn't compete, he was already sweating.

Han Mo hasn't completely stabilized his figure, and Han Lin hasn't forced him. It was a good time to sneak attack, but he disdained to do such a thing. Not only to Han Mo, but also to other people, he will not hit head-on when he is in such a decline.

Competition is to be aboveboard. What's the point of being a drowning dog and beating a villain. Wait until both sides stand, this time Han Mo learned a lesson. Take the lead, raise the sword and stab. However, Han Mo's angle is very tricky, it doesn't mean the other side's heart.

But slightly sideways, from the bottom left to the right, think of Han Lin seems to have expected him to do so. By the time his sword arrived, Harlem's sword had already arrived. It was firmly blocked. The two swords crossed again, and they were very close.

But this time, it didn't spring away as Qian Sangsang had just seen, instead, it was deadlocked. In this way, neither of them can take a step back, but neither of them can push the other forward, so they are deadlocked.

After a long time, Han Lin didn't know why his hands began to shake and his face was dripping with sweat. Han Mo heart next joy, he knew that the other party can't hold on.

But at the same time, I'm a little worried. Mingming didn't meet Han Lin half a minute just now, so how can he not hold on to this short time.

But this is not a good time to relax, he increased his strength.

Sure enough, the judgment just now is right, Han Lin is going to be unable to hold on. His hand trembled slightly, even if he held the hilt in two hands, he could not compare with Han Mo's strength. Han Lin could feel that his wound had split and his chest was stagnant.

But still don't want to lose to Han Mo, so holding the sword hand slightly hard, didn't expect this last force, let him lose all his strength. Breath slightly uneven, just feel the abdomen seems to come over the river like pain.

So he couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground powerlessly. Han Mo sees this and seems to be surprised. He quickly takes back his sword. But it was too late. He could only watch Han Lin fall to the ground like this.

After that, Han Lin's sword fell to the ground with a clang. The clarity of the sound is like cutting a string in one's heart. "What's the matter with you, talk."

Han Mo doesn't know what happened to the other side, but that person, from the beginning, seldom shows his pain to others. Even if I fell when I was a child, I would get up by myself. Even if I was skinned, I would not cry.

So Han Mo just didn't deliberately ignore each other's pale face, and bloodless lips, he must have something happened. At this time, Han Lin had passed out, and he didn't know anything.

Ask two, did not hear the other party's reply, Han Mo has dim sum anxious. He squatted on the ground, looking directly at Han Lin, to confirm that the other side really fainted, rather than pretending.

He was a little worried, holding each other's shoulders and shaking, and at this time Qian Sang also ran over. "What happened to him? Are you all right? " He looked at the side of the clear, is not Han Mo's sword stabbed Han Lin, but he fell.

Han Mo just holds each other, ignoring Qian Sangsang's words. Han Mo thought for a moment, put his sword aside, and then began to untie Han Lin's clothes. Just untie the coat, money Sang Sang exclaimed, and Han Mo also surprised to see everything in front of him.

Wrapped in a pure black coat, he didn't expect that his inner coat had been infiltrated by blood at his waist. Han Mo did not hurt him, it seems that this is the previous injury, perhaps the new injury in the past two days, due to the fight, the wound was torn open again.

Han Mo frowned tightly, then with the help of Qian Sangsang, he carried Han Mo and went back to the cave. Han Sanglin turns around and asks Qian to go out. There is only one doctor in their village, and there is no good medicine for injuries.

Not to mention that it's too far away from here. It's better to go to the wild forest to collect some good medicine. Stop the bleeding first, and then wake up. Qian sang sauna Qian Hanlin's black coat is torn into pieces of cloth, find the clean one, and then entangle it with Han Lin.

But now even if the disposal is done, the black clothes can't stop the blood, and can see the black blood coming out little by little. Qian Sangsang was a little worried. He was afraid that the other party's blood would run dry like this. He tried his best to cover the other party's wound with his hand.

"You must not die, if you die, what should you do?" he said His tone was so sad that he almost cried. I didn't expect to hear a weak voice, coughing to answer her."He still has you. Don't cry." Qian Sangsang looks up and finds that Han Lin is awake and looking at her. Although his face was still so pale, his eyes were shining.

Although they didn't talk much, they always felt that after this experience, it was a little amazing. Qian Sangsang felt that he was getting closer to him. He looked at him angrily and then replied.

"What nonsense are you talking about now?" This person actually does not know his own physical condition is like this, unexpectedly also what impulse and Han Mo contest.

Qian Sangsang thought, is this really Han's brother. It should be that Qian Sangsang thought of Han Mo, who was always calm. What he did after meeting Han Lin was so naive.

It doesn't matter that the two brothers are separated at ordinary times. Once they get together, they all become five-year-old children. They just focus on quarreling and don't remember anything else.

"Don't worry, I won't die. I'm waiting for your wedding wine. Regardless of Qian Sangsang's obstruction, Han Lin sat up, but still had some difficulty, leaning on the ground with his hands.

Qian Sangsang didn't know what to say, so he could only look at each other in silence. What's the matter? He's still talking about some of these things.