Faced with the unknown power that killed Mr. Li, Zhen Wude was afraid, and the consequence of being afraid was to destroy the village. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He doesn't care who you are in the village, and guilt and the like will never come to him for the rest of his life.

Under Zhen Wude's orders, the doglegs had to be brave enough to approach the village, and then light the torches and set the thatched huts on fire with the torches.

The village is dilapidated, every household is such a simple thatched house, this kind of house can burn at a point, and it will easily explode into a fire, under the deliberate fire of Zhen Wude and others, a few blinks of effort, a piece of fire will be filled with fire.

The fire was like a tide, one after another, and the pungent and suffocating smell gradually reached Mo Xuan's nose, and all the houses in the village rang out with cries for help.

Mo Xuan woke up in an instant, his consciousness was completely revived, and when he looked up, he saw that the flames had taken over his room.

Mo Xuan was shocked, hurriedly broke out of the house, and then his eyes were about to split, only to see that the entire village had turned into a hell on earth.

Many old people fell from their beds, covered in fire and writhing in pain, and many young children were crying and crying, helpless and powerless.

Mo Xuan saw Mrs. Zhou at a glance, this kind old lady was holding her only granddaughter in a corner and shivering, at a loss, the timid little girl in her arms had passed out with smoke.

The flames completely took over the entire village, the houses collapsed, and the already miserable village was instantly filled with endless pain.

"Roar!"

Mo Xuan didn't have time to think about the cause of the fire, so he roared directly, and all the mysterious power in his body exploded, instantly dispersing the flames within a hundred meters of his body.

However, this was not enough to save the entire village.

Mo Xuan's eyes were red, and he looked at the old people and children who were struggling in the sea of fire in pain, and there was only one thought in his heart...... Save!

If he doesn't save him, he can't do it!

Mo Xuan made a frantic move, opened the collapsed fire house, and extinguished the raging fire, but his degree could not keep up with the degree of the fire, and he couldn't save too many people.

"Ahh

Mo Xuan's palm was inserted into his head, and he roared in pain, his heart full of anger.

Why, why is Heaven so cruel? This village is pitiful enough, and the people here are so kind, why should they take their lives?

Zhen Guchuan, a traitor who harms sentient beings, does not kill, why does he always let the poor people suffer, why is this?

Mo Xuan's heart was full of unwillingness, anger, and ...... Guilt!

"I can't save you, I'm too weak, too incompetent!" Mo Xuan thought bitterly.

A deep sense of powerlessness swept over Mo Xuan, in the troubled times, he was too busy to take care of himself, he wanted to save people, he wanted to protect these hard-working people, it was too difficult to do it!

"Buzz!"

Under Mo Xuan's strong will to save people, the immortal lock in his chest changed, and suddenly it shone brightly.

A soft light diffused from the immortal lock, full of vitality, as soft as moonlight, like a veil that enveloped the entire village and descended on everyone.

The shocking scene was born, the endless fire was extinguished, and the vitality accompanied by the light nourished the people who fell to the ground, like spring rain moistening the earth, making their blackened bodies gradually return to normal.

This is amazing, the immortal lock is really as good as its name, it has an amazing life force, and it can save all the injured.

This kind of power reminded Mo Xuan of the legendary art of war...... Back!

Thinking about it, that legendary art of war is even more terrifying, it can really reverse life and death and resurrect the dead!

The fire was extinguished, and the poor people who were dying were rescued one by one, and they all had palpitations.

Outside the village, Zhen Wude and the others witnessed the magical scene of the immortal lock, and their eyes widened one by one.

"Run!"

Zhen Wude said in a panic, and first climbed on the back of the horse and whipped the horsewhip to escape, and the dogs behind him were also running in embarrassment, and they were all frightened.

I thought that Mo Xuan was just a rookie, but now that he seemed to be a powerful monk, Zhen Wude couldn't help but regret that he chased him out so rashly.

Now that Mr. Li is dead, who will protect him? Thinking of the worst kind of consequences, he was terrified.

It was good that they didn't move, but as soon as they moved, the sound of horses' hooves immediately alarmed Mo Xuan.

"Want to run?"

Mo Xuan gritted his teeth coldly, didn't care about observing the changes in the villagers, and immediately chased him out.

His dantian Xuan power was injected into his feet, and he really walked like flying, and his body turned into a Taoist phantom, and after a while, he caught up with Zhen Wude and his party, and was so frightened that the latter's horsewhip was about to break.

"Zhen Wude!"

Seeing Zhen Wude, Mo Xuan was furious, and his momentum shocked the galloping horses all one by one, causing Zhen Wude and those dogs to fall off the horse.

"Spare your life, I'll give you whatever you want, don't kill me!" Zhen Wude was already frightened, lying on the ground and trembling, and his previous appearance of showing off his martial arts was no longer there.

Staring at him, Mo Xuan thought about it for a moment, and guessed the reason why they were here.

In such a wilderness, Zhen Wude naturally would not take the initiative to come, but now that he appeared here, Mo Xuan could understand that he must have come to take revenge on himself after a little guessing.

"Did you set the fire?"

Mo Xuan asked coldly, his fists clenched, and the green tendons on his arms burst out, enduring the anger in his heart.

He was really angry, if Zhen Wude was just making trouble for him, he would only treat it as a problem for the gentlemen, and just teach him a lesson like before, but they set fire to the village, and they had already touched Mo Xuan's bottom line.

"No, no, no!"

Zhen Wude shook his head with those dogs, frightened and incontinent, and was shocked by the astonishing anger on Mo Xuan's body.

At this time, they didn't dare to admit that they were killed, and if they did, they were looking for death!

"Isn't it?"

Mo Xuan stared at them with a smile, his momentum became stronger and stronger, and the murderous aura that spread out as if nothing was there, making them extremely depressed.

Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore, his heart collapsed, he cried and begged for mercy, told the truth, and told Mo Xuan what they had tracked all the way.

Hearing all this, Mo Xuan was extremely furious, he didn't expect that he had unknowingly fallen into the power of the art of war.

After learning of Mr. Li's death, he immediately understood that it was caused by the power of the magic pattern in his dantian, which made him afraid for a while, if it weren't for such a change, his situation would be unimaginable at this moment.

At the same time, Mo Xuan was also a little confused, he unconsciously fell into a dream, was the old memory in his subconscious real, or was it created by the power of the art of war?

At first, Mo Xuan thought that his past was shocking, and he was more curious about his father's identity, but now, he couldn't figure it out, the power of the art of war was too mysterious, and it was very simple to create dreams, and what he dreamed of was not necessarily true.

"Let me go, everything was instructed by Zhen Wude, and besides, aren't those villagers dead!"

After saying everything, the dogleg begged for mercy, and almost called Mo Xuan's father.

"Waste things, Lao Tzu will slaughter you all over the door when he goes back!" Zhen Wude scolded angrily, he didn't expect his doglegs to be so unreliable.

"You don't have a chance to go back!"

At this time, Mo Xuan said coldly, murderous, and his pupils refracted cold colors.

He couldn't let go of these people, if there was no immortal lock, then now, almost the whole village would be turned into charcoal, and the hard-working people would die.

Those villagers were so kind that they kindly took in Mo Xuan, and even took out the only bit of food to entertain Mo Xuan.

Those dolls, simple and simple, afraid of strangers, and cowardly look extremely simple, but these young lives were almost buried in the fire, and every time he thought of this, Mo Xuan was furious.

Mo Xuan couldn't forget the painful screams of the villagers in the sea of fire before, and he couldn't forget that kind of picture of hell on earth for the rest of his life.

To kill one bad guy is to save thousands of good guys.

God is unkind, the emperor is unkind, the people suffer, and the wicked enjoy happiness, then he Moxuan will come to do the right thing for the sky, and if he can help some people, he will help some people!

It is a crime to kill one person, and it is a crime to slaughter ten thousand!

Mo Xuan has already committed a capital crime, so why not commit more, if the wicked kill too much, he is not a sinner, but a ...... Hero!

"One day, I will become a strong man in the world, protect Mo Village, protect the people of the world, and never let good people die!" Mo Xuan said sonorously in the depths of his heart.

His thoughts have changed, in the past, Mo Xuan didn't have such a big ambition, he just wanted to become stronger, resist the dynasty, so that Mo Village no longer had to hide in Tibet.

But now it's different, his thinking has changed further, and he wants to go further and shelter more people.

Mo Xuan is simple and kind by nature, he hopes that everyone can live and work in peace and contentment, such as tonight, he never wants to see the burning of the village again.

This kind of ideological metamorphosis is very important, and sometimes, whether a person is a soldier or a general depends on the difference in thinking.

The idea of sheltering all the people is no longer a general, but a ...... Emperor!

The birth of this kind of thinking shows Mo Xuan's potential emperor, but it is still very immature, and when his thoughts are truly transformed to maturity, Mo Xuan has the capital to become a real emperor.

No one is born with the heart of an emperor, when he is young and ignorant, who understands the way of the emperor, there must be a process for people to transform, to make people's minds progress, obviously, with more and more contact with the outside world, Mo Xuan is already giving birth to this kind of transformation.

"Don't kill me, I'll give you whatever you want!" Zhen Wude was scared, and tried every means to beg for mercy, and his crotch was wet.

However, Mo Xuan was indifferent, soft-hearted, and it also depended on who the object was, if he didn't kill these people today, how many people would be played with by them in the future?

"Scared, then when you set fire to the village, did you ever think about the fear of the villagers?" Mo Xuan kicked Zhen Wude over, stepped on his head and said coldly.

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have killed those ...... indiscriminately Civilians, give me a chance, I will never take revenge on you!" Zhen Wude trembled and kept begging for mercy.

"Do you still want to talk about untouchables? It's really easy to change your nature, as you wish, I'll give you a chance!" Mo Xuan slapped Zhen Wude a few times, and then said indifferently.

Hearing this, Zhen Wude's eyes suddenly lit up, as long as he could survive, he had ten thousand ways to take revenge on Mo Xuan and the villagers.

"This opportunity is ...... In the next life, be a good person!" Staring at Zhen Wude's ugly face, Mo Xuan said lightly, Xuanli surged up his arm, and then ...... Hand up!

Until he died, Zhen Wude didn't expect that the opportunity Mo Xuan said was this, the resentful gaze before death was chilling, but Mo Xuan didn't care.

In the same way, Mo Xuan didn't let go of those dogs, and killed them all one by one!

The night was deep, the starlight was dim, and the corpses of Zhen Wude and the others fell under the dark starry sky, looking so insignificant.

Mo Xuan destroyed their corpses with his occult power, then sighed lightly and turned to leave.

"It is a crime to kill one person, and it is a ...... to slaughter ten thousand"

In the night, Mo Xuan's voice sounded, and after a long time, Mo Xuan added a sentence after this murderous words!

"Save the people of Li and be the emperor!"

The words fell, the Quartet was silent, leaving the last sentence to float in all directions!