After a few days of hurrying, it is only more than fifty miles away from the first important city in the northern frontier, and in these few days, it cannot be said that it has been smooth sailing, but at least there are no strong winds and waves.

In the past few days, there have also been many cultivators of the small sect who have launched attacks on Mo Tear, which is menacing, and it seems that the castration is even more turbulent, always thundering and raining, as if they are going through the motions, and there are no casualties on either side.

Even so, Mo Tear was still depressed and depressed, which only proved that his whereabouts had been completely exposed, and sooner or later it would lead to a greater crisis, although now that the senior brother and the second senior sister were by his side, his safety seemed to be more guaranteed, but he was always not happy in his heart, but even more depressed.

If it is because of himself that he has endured the senior brother and the second senior sister, he will really feel guilty for a lifetime.

When it was only a few miles away from the next town, Mo Tear and the others rested on the spot, after all, they had been on the road for most of the day, everyone was tired, and the battle with Sanqing Daomen except for Xiao Xia and two brothers also unfortunately left, and the rest of the brothers were also injured, although they were also in a hurry during the day, but the speed was also a lot slower.

Mo tear stepped out of the carriage, and saw the senior brother and the second senior sister standing side by side on the horse in front of him, looking into the distance, just looking at the back, he felt that the two of them were extremely compatible, and after looking around, the scenery was not bad.

A spacious official road, on both sides are tender grass, in the distance is the green mountains with peaks and peaks, some towering into the clouds straight into the sky, the mountains are hazy, looking at it from a distance to give people a sense of mystery.

Mo Tear squatted on the side of the road, slowly nibbling on the dry cake in his hand, there was no joy or sorrow on his face, only a pair of dull eyes reflected the decadence hidden in his heart to the outside world.

Mo Tear sighed to himself, and occasionally turned his head along the gate to look, and there seemed to be a graceful beauty walking towards this side.

Mo Tear looked a little distracted, the woman's appearance was still visible, but he walked out of the fairy-like demeanor, shook his hips and twisted his waist, held a piece of Spa in his hand, made standard orchid fingers, walked small and light steps, twisted and twisted forward.

Regardless of how the other party looks, judging from the other party's walking posture alone, I don't know how many times it seems to be more than the Oiran everywhere, as the figure walked in, Mo Tear slowly froze, the dry cake in his hand fell to the ground, and then his face slowly became frightened, and he hurriedly turned around, vomiting nonstop.

The world is really big, I thought that the person who came should be a woman, but now I found out that this person is a gentleman, much more coquettish than the coquettish slut, the graceful posture is simply the wrong gender when reincarnated, if you don't see the other party's Adam's apple, I really thought it was a girl, heavy makeup, charming, but unfortunately after being recognized the gender, I felt extremely disgusting.

The other people almost felt the same way, it is estimated that they had already vomited more than half of the food they had eaten three days ago, and they were still stunned and wanted to see each other's faces, but now they are thinking about what kind of demon is this?

The man stopped straight in front of them, the standard orchid fingers of both hands were inserted at his waist, and he spoke even more angrily, "Call the son of destruction to come out, I have something to say to him." ”

When everyone heard this, they became vigilant. Mo Tear slowly turned his head to look, glanced at the other party, and found that this person seemed to be extremely familiar, what did he remember?

Isn't this the first contestant sent out by the Jingshe Immortal Sect at the Alliance Conference? Men who are a little more angry than the girls are indeed rare, so it is difficult to forget at a glance.

Mo Tear sighed in his heart, oops! This is really a master of the arts, the Holy Sword Gate is too difficult for fifty or sixty cultivators, and there are only four of the Sanqing Daomen, and I was still thinking that it should be the turn of the Jingshe Immortal Gate, but isn't this coming? But I didn't expect one to come, and it was such a man and a woman.

Mo Tear thought so, but he didn't dare to underestimate the other party, who could cultivate in the Jingshe Immortal Sect didn't have two brushes? It's just that depending on the color of this goods, look left and right, look up and down, look forward and back, except for his incomparable commotion, there is really nothing.

Mo Tear slowly stepped forward, there were about two masters, Zhao Daqiang did not mean to stop him, he was very disdainful of the guy in front of him who was neither male nor female, and naturally he didn't need to worry too much about the safety of the young master, he could still make waves alone.

Mo Tear stopped at the front of the crowd, about ten steps away from the riotous man, and said indifferently: "You are also here to kill me, how can the Jingshe Immortal Sect also be the head of the three major sects? How could it end up like this? You actually only sent such a random guy to kill me." I haven't figured out yet, so it's not too late to tell me about it!"

In the face of the tear-piercing sarcasm, the man who was even more angry than the amorous slut laughed instead of anger, and his angry voice was full of temptation, "My name is Jiang Sang, and I didn't come to kill you on behalf of the Jingshe Immortal Sect this time, I just wanted to chat with you on behalf of myself." ”

While speaking, Jiang Sang had already looked around, and when he saw Li Susu on the horse, he smiled calmly, nodded, and gracefully took out his handkerchief, covering his face, revealing a shy look.

Li Susu didn't have much expression, and hurriedly avoided the seeping gaze.

actually came to grind his mouth, and Mo Tear was a little relieved. If one person dares to come and take someone's life, will this sissy have the ability to soar into the sky? Even if the skill is not good, at least the courage is commendable and admirable.

Mo Tear said casually: "I have never understood the Great Dao of the world, I only know that my life is mine, and no one wants to take it easily." ”

Jiang Sang, who looked like a woman's name and was more like a woman, nodded lightly, seemed to agree, and said, "You are right, life is precious, everyone has only one life, and once they die, they can't start over." But you must know that although there is only one life, there are thousands of ways to live.

Some people do nothing all their lives, and only when they come to their senses, some people live in secret, only to know how precious it is to be upright, and some people give up their lives to save others, and he uses his very short life for another width, which is destined to be remembered by the world...... Some people have committed evil all their lives and think that they have escaped the punishment of the law, but they will never escape the punishment of the conscience of heaven. ”

Mo Tear applauded sincerely, without any false meaning, and said in confusion: "What do you want to express?"

Jiang Sang was still calm, but there was an incomparable persuasiveness in his very angry voice, "Who are you? Son of the Destruction of the World? The common enemy of the world? Not in my opinion, your quality depends only on yourself." If you can have compassion, pity the world, and be willing to sacrifice yourself to end the legend of the destruction of the world, then your life can save hundreds of millions of people, and you will be remembered by the world and passed down through the ages. Your life will rise to the level of superiority. ”

Mo Tear's firm heart was a little shaken, what Jiang Sang said was indeed very convincing, if it was before, he would probably really do that kind of great good, but now it is different, hundreds of guards and even Xiao Xia, whom he raised single-handedly, died because of him, they all want to let themselves live, how can they not live.

Mo Tear said solemnly: "What you said is very good, very reasonable. So, you want me to kill myself, if you had said such things to me a few months ago, I might have had the slightest impulse, but now I don't, I have to live, no matter how difficult it is, so no matter how reasonable you say, so what? I know that you are beautiful, so you don't have to think too beautifully, you want to persuade me to commit suicide with your mouth, it's a fool's dream. ”

Jiang Sang was slightly surprised, he was ready to die from sneaking down the mountain, he just wanted to do what he wanted to do, he was ridiculed since he was a child, he was regarded as an outlier, he still went his own way, he didn't shy away from those strange eyes, he liked to apply grease and powder, he liked to learn the posture of Oiran walking, he liked to preach with orchids, everything he did was for the word like.

But this time, he decided to do something for the world, partly because it was indeed for the common people of the world, and partly because he wanted to prove that under his weak appearance, he had a determination not to be afraid of death, and he was a real man and a real hero.

Jiang Sang, who has such a determination not to be afraid of death, even if he has a knife on his neck, what can he fear? Standing in place to his heart's content, taking away all the smiles on his face, clenching his hands into fists, trying to stand straight like a man.

Despite all the actions he was doing now, it was still difficult to hide the commotion on his body. But it can give people an invisible sense of oppression.

Often a person's appearance is not important, the heart can decide everything, the heart is strong, it is the brave, the heart is weak, no matter how burly the man is, he is also weak.

Mo Tear instantly had a trace of respect for the man in front of him.

"I heard that you have died all the way, and many people have died for you, so I won't evaluate their good or bad first. But seeing that you didn't immediately talk to me, and still talked to me calmly, it is enough to prove that you are not inherently bad.

In this case, can you bear to let so many people die for you? Can you guarantee that you will definitely survive? Now the people who come to kill you are all small characters, if the three major sects fail again, sooner or later they will send real masters for the sake of the so-called face, and how many people will have to die for you at that time?

What's even more terrifying is that you are the master of the destruction of the world! The whole world will be destroyed because of you! Those who follow you will only bear infamy, and one of your lives can destroy and save hundreds of millions of lives, how should you choose, think about it. ”

Jiang Sang's voice was as angry as ever, but at this moment, no one dared to underestimate him, dare to talk about him, and dare to laugh at him.

Mo Tear was deeply stunned for a moment, and his heart, which was as firm as iron, was shaken a little again, and he fell into deep thought.

Can I really live? This question was asked to myself thousands of times, and when the answers were all highly consistent, no.

If you think about it carefully, you are just a fledgling little hairy child, and you have only just stepped into the door for cultivation, even if you have the protection of the people cultivated by your father, the escort of your senior brothers and sisters, and the protection of your master, then what can you do?

The three major sects that have stood for thousands of years don't think about how many masters are hidden in them, don't think about how huge their power is, don't talk about how popular they are, don't think about the elite iron cavalry of the Shuntian Dynasty, and don't think about the 800,000 elite soldiers in the hands of Lin Huarun...... Don't think about all of this, don't talk about it, just those few heads and those old monsters who are over 100 years old, this can be dealt with by themselves.

Obviously, at such a critical time, it is the wisest decision to choose self-determination. But the more than 100 guards who died for themselves, didn't the second uncle and Xiao Xia all die in vain.

He was in a state of endless remorse at the moment, and his heart was so entangled that he couldn't extricate himself.

Gou Jian saw Mo tearing and hesitated, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Hey, where did you come from? If you want Xiaomo to die, Xiaomo has to die! Although you are talking about the Tao, you seem to have neglected a little, just Xiaomo's ability, it is estimated that even you, a girl, can not be killed, and can destroy the world, what a joke."

On the contrary, why do you chase one of us all day long, what is the truth of this? Why do you have to be over 100 years old, and you are still like a child, you like to chase and kill people when you have nothing to do, and it is estimated that you are idle, and if this is the case, it is better to let them pee and play with mud than to get along with us. ”

Gou Jian, who has never been able to speak, actually used some foul language to say a unique truth at such a critical time, almost at that moment, Mo Tear woke up from the entanglement, Jiang Sang was instantly blinded, and it seemed impossible to refute it for a while.

Mo Tear glanced back at Gou Jian, this brother who met halfway down the road, it seemed that he could do any strange thing, the first time he saw Mo Sheng, he couldn't wait to hug the other party's thigh, and immediately apprenticed, but in an instant, he was able to take the lead in attacking Mo Sheng without hesitation, and formed an indissoluble hatred.

Now I want to talk about the head of the Taoist Xuantong on weekdays, as a cynical hairy child, for Gou Jian's brother, Mo Tear understands, Gou Jian seems to be honest and honest, sometimes it's not a person who is funny, but more often it can become an inexplicable fright.

Mo Tear turned his head, calmly looked at Jiang Sang, and said casually: "You go! What my brother said just now is what I want to say." ”

Jiang Sang didn't seem to be too frustrated, and asked calmly, "Won't you kill me?"

Mo Tear shook his head and said lightly: "Why should I kill you? If I kill you today, wouldn't it prove that I am cruel by nature, and it is really possible that I am the legendary monster that can destroy the world." ”

Jiang Sang grinned, bowed dignifiedly, turned around, and sighed: "After all, it's not what I like, I can't do it, so I'd better go back early and ask the master for my guilt!"

Mo Tear looked at his swaying back, and also bowed, in Mo Tear's eyes, this riotous man was a real master.

Jiang Sang left how he came, but the speed was a little terrifying, like the wind under his feet, and he actually walked away in the air and left in a dashing manner.

Mo tearfully rubbed his eyes, almost unable to believe what he saw, Gou Jian was also stunned and looked at the figure in the air, he was stunned for a long time, not to mention the others, only the senior brother and the second senior sister smiled lightly, and said almost at the same time: "This person is not simple, if he suddenly made a move just now, he can be a little sure that he will save the little junior brother." ”

Then the two looked at each other again, shook their heads sincerely, and looked at each other speechlessly.

Mo Tear looked in the direction where the other party disappeared, and saluted respectfully again.

On Qingfeng Mountain, Lin Xiaomu heard that the second senior brother Jiang Sang went down the mountain privately, and before leaving, it seemed that he wanted a certain disciple to pass on a word, saying that he wanted to meet the son of the world for a while.

When Lin Xiaomu heard the news, he instantly felt that something was wrong in his heart, and he was flustered, almost half cold.

What kind of person is the second senior brother, he doesn't show the mountains and doesn't leak on weekdays, he looks like a girl, but in fact, he is clearly a monster who is as powerful as a fairy, although his cultivation is only the peak of the realm of melting the earth, he can actually fight against Uncle Xu Kong for several hours, and he will not fall behind, and the last sentence I am tired and hastily.

The second senior brother with a unique style and his own way is really murderous. Even if the dead boy has nine lives, you are not enough for the second senior brother to cut it, after five or six days of suffering, he finally begged the second senior brother back, and hurriedly asked, "How is it, how is it?

Jiang Sang seemed to see through something, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I just want to reason with him, I don't want to be interrupted by a young man in red, it's really unexpected for me." ”

Hearing this, Lin Xiaomu's hanging heart finally relaxed, and hurriedly said: "Second Senior Brother, can you not go against him in the future?" I will buy you rouge gouache tomorrow and tell you how to put on makeup. ”

Jiang Sang grinned, looked at her with suspicion, and snorted, "Just you, you look like a beauty!" But you don't know anything about rouge gouache and makeup. Or do you have time another day, second senior brother, let me teach you, so that in the future, you can become more beautiful, be liked, say something you shouldn't say, and get married?"

Lin Xiaomu glared at Jiang Sang fiercely, and turned away angrily, if he hadn't been able to beat him and couldn't beat him, otherwise this girl would have chopped him into eighteen paragraphs, and every time she talked to him, she could make people angry and bleed.

Lin Xiaomu sighed, and smiled helplessly, if it weren't for the second senior brother's girlishness, and he liked to hide and hide, otherwise he would have become famous all over the world, which round would he have become the living signboard of the Jingshe Immortal Sect!