Just as such a question was raised in his heart, the sound of his father's recitation suddenly flooded into his mind and became ethereal.

"If there are people here today, if they rarely see black and say black, and see more black and white, then they will not know the argument between white and black; if they taste less bitterness and bitterness, and if they taste more bitterness and sweetness, they will be able to argue that they do not know the bitterness and bitterness. If it is small today, it is not known. If you don't attack the country, you don't know it, so you can say it. It can be said that the debate between righteousness and injustice is that it is a gentleman who knows the world, and the rebellion between righteousness and injustice. ”

In the sound of recitation, Mo Xing's internal organs began to change imperceptibly.

Mo Xing's voice echoed in his mind, but his soul and body began to change specially.

At this time, the soul space of the ink star is in the space.

He saw a blurred figure.

The figure seemed to be a drop of ink spread in the clear water, dressed in sackcloth and sackcloth, with loose hair on the top of his head, and a rusty sword at his waist.

The figure tightened the hemp rope around his waist and looked up at something.

Suddenly, four gray figures appeared around him, attacking him from four directions, east, west, south, and north, at the same time.

A figure leaped to its feet and smashed down with both fists;

A figure rushed from behind, trying to hook his arms;

A figure jerked his legs down, as if to attack him and cause him to fall;

And the figure facing him, stretched out a hand and rushed towards him, as if to grab something out of his chest.

"Oh my God! that man is in danger!"

Just when Mo Xing had this idea, he found that the battlefield of those five people was suddenly closer to him.

"No, it's not that they're close to me, it's that my gaze is close to them. ”

I saw that the figure composed of black ink raised one arm diagonally to block, and stretched out the other arm forward to block the attack of the person who came out of the claw, and as a result, it was easily hooked by the person behind to block the arm.

The black figure didn't seem to feel it, he lifted his left foot and stomped it hard, stomping on the gray figure's foot before it was about to kick him in the leg.

"Click-"

Mo Xing's soul space suddenly resounded with a crisp sound of fractures.

The gray figure with the broken foot didn't seem to feel the pain, and his hands were heavy, and he actually held up more than a foot high, and even used his mouth to bite the wrist of the black figure.

The gray figure in the rear noticed that only one arm was hooked, and immediately changed his move, causing the other arm to pinch the black figure's neck.

At the same time, the gray figure in front of him saw his fists and claws intersecting, and his other hand was bent into a claw and immediately swung over.

The black figure seemed to have expected it, and was not afraid, and before it was caught by the neck, it went straight to the back of the iron bridge.

"Click—"

There was no doubt that the hand of the gray figure in the back who was holding his neck was suddenly broken. At the same time, the arm was lifted upward, and the gray figure in front of him was lifted directly into the air.

"Beautiful!" Mo Xing shouted inwardly.

Unconsciously, he was only a foot away from the battle circle, and he could already see every subtle movement of these five people.

The severed gray figure's mouth was undoubtedly bitten on the black figure's wrist.

But I saw that the muscles of the black figure's entire arm tightened violently, the black light flowed, and there was a crisp "click" sound, leaving red spots on his wrists, and all the teeth of the gray figure were gone.

The gray figure in mid-air, claws clawed fiercely, leaving ten scarlet traces in the air.

But looking at the black figure, his left arm waved forward, and the person hanging on his wrist was actually used as a shield, and the claws of the lore collided violently.

"Poof-" Mo Xing shuddered, even though it was black and white, he could still see the internal organs floating in it, and he shuddered.

Just when he had such thoughts, he found that he seemed to be far away from the battlefield.

"Uh-" The black figure let out a loud shout in the soul space of the ink star, and his left arm exerted all his strength, and slammed into the figure in the air, killing him!

Mo Xing had forgotten everything about the outside world, she only felt her blood boiling, and in the face of the attacks of those gray figures with no lower limit, she could deal with them so calmly!

At this moment, Mo Xing invisibly felt that he was in sync with the black figure.

He saw the broken halberd sinking into the sand, saw the cry rising to the sky, saw the bones by the uncertain river, and saw the desperate flames of war.

"No!" Mo Xing only felt a sigh of relief in his chest, not vomiting unpleasantly!

At the same time, the black figure bent forward with the force of the punch, pressed his palms against the ground, his body rose up, and he did a roundhouse kick with his feet upside down!

"Hah-"

The remaining two gray figures were instantly kicked out and flew several feet away, and they suddenly disappeared.

The black figure flipped over and slowly stood still.

At this time, Mo Xing realized that there was something hanging on the chest of the black figure, and he put his hands together to protect the thing hanging on his chest.

"Is it over...... Mo Xing sighed meaningfully.

Suddenly, without warning, countless silver stars suddenly appeared in the sky.

These countless silver stars were rapidly approaching, and they were countless arrows with cold light!

"Block! must be blocked!" Mo Xing shouted inwardly.

At this moment, countless thin vines were entwined around the body of the black figure.

The vines seemed to be painted in ink, growing from the chest of the black figure, followed by countless palm-sized leaves, the black translucent leaves were very realistic, and the veins and mesophyll could be clearly seen, but they were all black.

Countless blades instantly combined into a suit of armor, and the black figure raised its arms above its head to protect its head, carrying a rain of arrows.

"Uhh

The black figure slowly raised his hands, and a thin but incomparably strong circular aura barrier appeared around him.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding-"

"Dangdangdangdang—"

The black figure trembled, he couldn't hold on anymore.

Suddenly, such a voice sounded in Mo Xing's soul space again:

"A saint who rules the world will know where chaos arises, and how can he cure it, but he who does not know where chaos arises, and he who does not know where chaos arises, he cannot be cured. For example, if a doctor attacks a person's disease, he will know where the disease arises, and he will be able to attack it, and if he does not know the cause of the disease, he will be able to attack. Those who control chaos must know where chaos arises, and they can cure it, and if they do not know where chaos arises, they can be cured. ”

The black figure trembled even more, and its body slumped forward, as if it could no longer support the defense, but the ink on its body was even more intense.

“...... Zi Mozi said: "It is easy to love and benefit each other." Zi Mozi said: "If you look at the country of people, if you look at your country, if you look at people's homes, if you look at people's bodies, if you look at people's bodies." ”......”

"If you love each other, you will be governed, and if you don't be evil, you will be chaotic!"

The sound of chanting grew louder and louder, and the black figure seemed to have been buried in the rain of arrows.

(30,000 words, the big guy kneels and begs for three times!)