Chapter Forty-Nine: Convincing
Looking at the leaders and gang leaders of the various factions who knelt on the ground, the tears of condensation frost once again flowed uncontrollably. Xian'er, have you seen it? Everyone trusts you and loves you, why are you willing to leave like this?
Wiping away his tears, Condensation Frost stepped forward and said: "The Emei faction is willing to obey the dispatch of Master Mo, and will not hesitate to go to the soup!" ”
The disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect didn't say anything, they just gathered around Zixian and burst into tears.
The dumb aunt held Zixian's hand with a sluggish expression, and tears dripped down her long eyelashes, but she didn't realize it.
Qu Yi seemed to have a thousand words, but he choked in his throat, and finally only trembled and called: "Master......"
Chu Feng held Zixian without giving up, and used all his strength to carry the Pure Yang Supreme Gong, and with great effort, the cold ice on Zixian's body finally melted a little bit.
Meng Qingqing fell to the ground, only sobbing vigorously.
Everyone could no longer bear to look at the grief-stricken expressions of the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, and instead looked at the only indifferent Tianshan Sect.
Song Hantian saw that everyone was looking at him, and he was a little at a loss. But let him worship this Mozi Immortal, but he couldn't do it.
"Hmph, the carving insect skill is nothing more than buying people's hearts." Song Hantian scoffed.
"The surname is Song, what did you say?!" Tang Chufeng was the first to stand up and point at Song Hantian and shouted: "Master Mo has passed away for the sake of us, what's the use of buying people's hearts!" Don't live the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain! The dead are great, aren't you afraid of retribution for slandering like this?! ”
"What kind of dead person is the greatest, maybe this Mozi Immortal is fake death. Even if he really died, he was afraid that the conspiracy would be revealed. You will believe this kind of old-fashioned tricks, it is really stupid. Song Hantian put on an unfathomable look and squinted at everyone.
As soon as the dumb aunt's eyes were red, she was about to make a move, but she was suppressed by Qu Yi.
"Dare to ask Master Song, you said that my master is buying people's hearts, so that means that all these previous things were premeditated in advance?" Qu Yiqiang suppressed the anger in his heart and said slowly.
"That's nature." Song Hantian glanced at Qu Yi and saw that he was just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man, so he didn't take it to heart.
"In other words, the poisoning of everyone before was also arranged by my master?"
"Yes, she orchestrated it." Song Hantian said conclusively. I thought, anyway, now that Mozi Immortal is dead, there is no proof of death, and what he says is what he says.
"Then my master is really powerful, and even the head of the Song sect will secretly instruct the master of the Tang Sect to break the bottle." Qu Yi snorted coldly and mocked.
"This ...... In fact, she instructed Song to do this! Everyone knows that the Tianshan faction and the Xiaoyao faction are originally the same sect, and the relationship between the two factions has always been good......," Song Hantian said in a panic.
"It is really a strange story that someone can instruct the head of Song Da, who has always been above the top. If you are complicit, why are you saying this now? Qu Yi was about to explode when he heard Song Hantian's shameless answer, but this was not the time to be impulsive.
"Because I really can't stand it, I don't want the heroes of the world to be fooled by Mo Zixian, and I don't want the truth to be covered up, my conscience can't stand the condemnation of justice......" Song Hantian made a pretending of righteous indignation, gritted his teeth and said.
Meng Qingqing saw Song Hantian's face on the side, and he wanted to tear him apart. This shameless villain turned out to be his own biological father!
A warm embrace behind her embraced her trembling body with anger.
"Qing'er, don't think about it." Chu Feng's familiar voice came. Meng Qingqing nodded, took a deep breath, and slowly calmed down.
Gently breaking away from Chu Feng's embrace, Meng Qingqing walked in front of the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, and said with internal strength: "Conscience? Song Hantian, are you sure you still have a conscience? The voice was fluttering, soft and soft, but it penetrated into everyone's ears.
Everyone turned their attention to the woman with a delicate face.
"What do you mean?" Song Hantian looked at Meng Qingqing, and always felt that she seemed to be very similar to someone in his memory.
"A man who has been chaotic and irreresponsible, who indirectly killed his wife, and who ignores the life and death of his own daughter, actually claims to have a conscience?" Meng Qingqing stared at Song Hantian tightly, and the hatred in his eyes made Song Hantian feel weak.
"You, who the hell are you?" Song Hantian was a little flustered when he saw the other party say this.
Meng Qingqing sneered, and calmly recounted the past twelve years ago. After hearing this, everyone present sighed. The glamorous Meng Nuxia ended up in this end, which was really unexpected.
"Are you Qing'er? You're alive?! Song Hantian was shocked. After calming down for a long time, Fang put on a serious face and shouted angrily: "Since you are my daughter, why do you want to help others speak?" You unfilial girl who eats inside and out! ”
"Hahaha...... Eating inside and out? It's been so many years, how have I, Meng Qingqing, ever eaten a meal from you, how can I eat inside and out? Meng Qingqing seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and laughed wildly.
"No matter what, I'm your father! How dare you change your surname? It's a big rebellion! Song Hantian's green tendons burst out on his forehead and roared angrily.
"Great rebellion? My mother gave birth to me and raised me, and I followed her surname, why did I go against the grain? Meng Qingqing looked at Song Hantian mockingly, with a face full of disdain: "It's you, as a father, who ignores your own daughter; As a husband, he fists and kicks his wife who has tied his hair; As a decent leader, he used his vicious martial arts to harm innocents and bully others, and now he indirectly assists the Demon Sect, almost causing the corpses of his fellow Taoists to be scattered all over the field. You have made such a big mistake, and you should have admitted your mistake and received forgiveness from your peers, but you did not repent, slandered others, and reversed right and wrong. I feel sick to have a father like you! ”
"Shut up!" Song Hantian was furious, stepping on the snow without a trace, and the Tianshan Six Yang Palms slapped towards Meng Qingqing with domineering energy.
Meng Qingqing made a mistake in his steps, and cast Ling Bo's slight steps, and his figure was like a stumbling butterfly, dodging this blow.
Song Hantian was slightly stunned. Fang Cai was in a hurry, and he didn't think too much about it when he launched this move. Now that he saw the other party's ghost-like light skills, Fang remembered that the other party was a carefree school known for his light kung fu footwork.
"You unfilial daughter, you dare to hide when your father beats you!"
"Hehe, what else? Oh, I see, I shouldn't be hiding, but I should fight back! Meng Qingqing smiled slightly, the corners of his mouth were cruelly hooked, like the most delicate weeping blood rose: "Mother, Qing'er will avenge you today!" ”
After saying that, Meng Qingqing's body shook and turned into an afterimage and swept towards Song Hantian. Song Hantian is also not ambiguous, although his snow treading without a trace is far less erratic than Meng Qingqing's Ling Bo micro-steps, but because of the subtlety of his palm, it makes up for the lack of footwork.
The two have been fighting for a long time and have not won or lost. After all, Meng Qingqing's grade is still young, and his internal strength cultivation is insufficient, and after a long time, his internal strength is gradually exhausted.
Finally, when Song Hantian slammed his palm at her heart again, a flash of determination flashed in Meng Qingqing's eyes.
She didn't resist that palm, but gathered the only remaining internal force and went all out to play the killing move in Bai Hong's palm - Bai Hong Guanri. At the moment when Song Hantian's fatal palm slammed into her, Meng Qingqing's palm force bypassed Song Hantian's palm and slammed into Song Hantian's chest.
Song Hantian only felt as if a thunderbolt had exploded in his chest, blasting his heart and lungs into pieces. He fell to the ground in disbelief, blood spurting out of his mouth.