"That's why you're going to kill them?" Ye Feiming asked with a sneer.

Maupin struggled to straighten his waist, not because he didn't want to stand up, but because he was bound by chains, he couldn't stand up.

"Is there any other reason to kill these scumbags?" he gripped the chains tied to his body with both hands, and there was a raging anger in his eyes, "It's all your fault, it's all your Thunder Pavilion good deeds!"

"Those lowly embryos in the soil, isn't it good to let them kneel down honestly, teach them what to practice, so that these four districts and thirteen cities, who don't know respect and humility, don't respect the temple, and are lowly and cowardly, dare to hold us accountable for the noble bloodline that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years!"

"We are the divine dragons high above, and they are ants buried in the soil! The Divine Tree of Creation created us with the noble Divine Fountain of Life, and created them with nothing more than a miscellaneous stream of residues! Thunder Pavilion, Thunder Pavilion, if you mess with the principles of heaven, are you not afraid of retribution!" Mo Ping's voice was like thunder, full of energy, his words were sincere, and his feelings were sincere, which immediately made many spiritual cultivators agree very much.

"Good!"

"Mo Protector is reasonable!"

"Divine Envoy Mo is indeed a person from the Tree Temple, and his sincere words will definitely make the Thunder Pavilion ashamed. ”

"But it's not, the so-called Spirit Continent, the strong are respected, the weak are humble, these lowly people for all eternity, if they were under our jurisdiction, they would have been killed long ago, this Thunder Pavilion, it is really as Mo Protector said, it messes up the heavens. ”

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"Brother Lin, how do I think what Mo Protector said seems to be very reasonable. Ling Xue asked ignorantly, after all, in her memory, it was common for the elders of the Ling family to kill their subordinates.

Lin Zhe didn't answer immediately, but turned around and asked Ling Yue, "Yue'er, what do you think?"

Ling Yue's expression was a little complicated, "Brother Lin, I don't know. ”

After a pause, she continued, "It's just that I think that if I am in the eyes of that noble Mo Protector, I am afraid that I am also an ant, maybe a bigger ant?"

Lin Zhe took a deep breath and said in a very deep voice, "Yue'er, Xue'er, you remember, this is a world where the strong are respected, and in this world, there is no right or wrong, only strong and weak!"

"Here, right and wrong are not important, strength and weakness are the most important!" he thought for a moment, and added, "If one day right and wrong become important, it can only mean that everyone's strength and weakness are not much different, and when the strength of the individual is no longer important, right and wrong become important." ”

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"Made, every time there are strange three views in the fantasy world to refresh my cognition, these people are still cultivating, one by one, more terrifying than the cultivators of the Demon Dao. Wei Xilai shook his shoulders, only to feel goosebumps all over his body.

Han Xin smiled and comforted him, "When you have done more tasks and experienced more fantasy worlds, you will naturally be surprised, and to correct you, they are not called cultivators, but people add spiritual cultivators, and they are very clear about their positioning." ”

Wei Xilai scolded and said, "Isn't it true that the systems of the Fantasy High Martial World are all so fucked up, and there is no civilization?"

"It's a joke that you respect the strong? There is a dragon in One Piece, and many people resist it from the bottom of their hearts, not to mention such a clear and powerful strong man, this is a naked cannibalistic world, which is even more tragic than Brother Xun's pen. Ji Lai said with a deep insight, he was a bald man, and he exuded a critical literati temperament, which made Wei Xilai worship, and deeply felt the gap between himself and the senior old fritters.

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Ye Feiming ignored the boiling noise, but walked up to the disciple who had recorded it, and the latter handed the recorded scroll to Ye Feiming with anger on his face and trembling slightly.

Ye Feiming looked at the scroll, nodded with satisfaction, picked up the ink and stone pen, and walked down slowly, the trial was almost over, so naturally she wanted Mo Ping to sign and draw the charge.

Mo Ping didn't even look at Ye Feiming, he listened to the voices of support around him, a smile of joy and relief appeared on his face, he twisted his head hard, and nodded in all directions, at this moment, he was not fighting alone!

Seeing that there were so many people supporting him, Mo Ping's confidence increased greatly, and he straightened his waist even straighter, "Pavilion Master Qin, please listen to the heartfelt words of this envoy, the top and bottom are orderly, there is a difference between respect and inferiority, and there is a point between the noble and the low, so that it is in accordance with the principles of heaven, for the sake of the Qin Pavilion Lord is a generation of spirit emperors, he can not worry about the Lingtu Zhong, but the pavilion master should wake up as soon as possible, set things right, reshape the atmosphere in the door, and erect the difference between respect and inferiority, don't let the Thunder Pavilion go to perdition!"

Qin Sheng was sitting precariously, his face expressionless and he didn't even move his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, and he seemed to be wandering.

On the seat in the distance, Cao Zhengyi said faintly, "Pavilion Master Qin, although Mo Protector's words are a little fierce, but his words are not wrong at all, Pavilion Lord Qin thinks twice." ”

Qin Sheng was still motionless, as if he hadn't heard it, which made Cao Zhengyi a little unable to get off the stage, his face became more and more ugly, Sun En had no choice but to speak again, "Elder Cao, forgive me, now the presiding judge is Senior Ye's nephew, and it is inconvenient for me to interject." ”

"Hmph!" Cao Zhengyi snorted, this Thunder Pavilion simply has no rules of dignity and inferiority, Ye Feiming is a junior sitting in the hall, and it is difficult for a pavilion master like Qin Sheng to speak, it is simply disregarding heavenly principles and reversing order.

Ye Feiming didn't seem to care about him, took the paper and pen, and walked in front of Mo Ping, Mo Ping knelt on the ground, Ye Feiming handed him the paper and pen directly, and said lightly, "The trial is over, you sign and draw, and your trial procedure will be over, otherwise, according to the trial procedure of the Thunder Pavilion, before I, the presiding judge, has no right to communicate with you or anything." ”

Mo Ping snorted with a cold face, only then did he know that he had just done useless work, but he also understood that the group of people in the Thunder Pavilion was this stinky temper, they did not have condescension and humility, but they took the rules of the door as a guideline.

He raised his head and just saw Qin Sheng bowing his head slightly, looking at himself, as if he wanted to say something, but because of the rules, he didn't speak.

Mo Ping was overjoyed in his heart, feeling that Qin Sheng was probably moved by what he said, as long as he talked to him, he would definitely be able to make him realize what heavenly justice is, respect the humble and upright, and then rectify the style of the door and restore orthodoxy.

As long as he can convince the Thunder Pavilion Lord to restore the authority of the temple in the four districts and thirteen cities from now on, then his position in the temple is only afraid that he will rise slowly!

Compared with these, what is it to be judged like this these days, as long as you have the authority of the temple, everything can be slowly settled!

As soon as he thought of this, Mo Ping couldn't help but feel hot in his heart, he smiled kindly at Qin Sheng, and then regardless of the pain, he snatched the case file and pen and read it roughly.

It's okay, Thunder Pavilion's records are decent, there are no deviations, and there is no nonsense, and his words are completely recorded word for word.

It is a temple protector messenger by himself, but he is recorded as Mo by this Thunder Pavilion, and Lao Tzu is not surnamed Mo! But these are trivial matters after all, and Mo Ping doesn't care, and he writes the word Mo Ping neatly when he mentions the charcoal pen.

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