Hu Feice, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said: "What you said is true, right?" If so, there is nothing to avenge this revenge. ”

Zhong Zhen smiled, "I lied to you to do something, now you are a prisoner, it is all up to me to kill or chop up." Hello for yourself, there is no next time. Whenever someone moves to kill me, I always do it in advance. ”

Hu Feize thought to himself, so did he. It doesn't matter if you learn from the same disciple brothers, as long as the other party has killing intent, it means that there is only one way to fight to the death.

He was single-minded, so he said very happily: "I owe you a life this time, by the way, you and Dugu Pocheng are old acquaintances?" ”

Zhong Zhen was not surprised that Hu Feice knew Dugu Pocheng, after all, Dugu Pocheng had been in the Firmament Sword Sect for many years. She was just curious why Hu Feize asked, "Do you have a grudge against him?" ”

Hu Feice shook his head, "That's not it, I have some friendship with Dugu Daoyou." ”

Glancing at Hu Feize with contempt, Zhong Zhen smiled and said, "Are you planning to get close to me?" ”

Hu Feize was very proud, how could he just let go of his hatred and be almost courteous to others, but it sounded like this suspicion in front of him. Of course, he didn't explain, and continued: "I recently saw Dugu Daoist receive a transmission note, and he didn't intend to mention you. I didn't expect him to look honest, but he was a liar, and he actually said that you are not a demon cultivator. ”

Zhong Zhen thought to herself that I was not a demon cultivator in the first place, but how could she explain this to Hu Feice, but some people said that Dugu broke the city not, but she was not convinced. It is not Brother Dugu who looks honest but loves to deceive, but her Zhong Zhen.

"What you said is unreasonable, Dugu Daoyou can't tell what is demon cultivation and what is human cultivation, in his eyes, everyone is human, no matter what is high or low. In his opinion, the only difference between a cultivator of a high sect like you and a disciple of a small sect is about age. ”

Hu Feice was speechless, lowered his eyes, and agreed with Zhong Zhen's statement in his heart. Dugu Pocheng is indeed such a strange monk, and he didn't think he intended to deceive.

He was puzzled, Dugu Daoyou was a monk from the Netherworld, and he usually went out to kill demon beasts in addition to cultivating, and he only met a limited number of monks. And Zhong Zhen was locked up in the forbidden place of the Firmament Sword Sect, how did these two meet? And looking at the appearance of Dugu Daoyou, it should be an old acquaintance.

Hu Feize is not a very curious person, and he really doesn't want to talk to Zhong Zhen more, so he has to bury the doubts in his heart.

According to the general situation, Zhong Zhen is by no means a broad-minded person, if someone wants to kill her, she will either be stabbed to death with a sword, or at least she will have to toss it well, but Hu Feice not only has a friendship with Mu Qingsong, but also seems to be a good friend with Brother Pocheng.

For the sake of Dugu Pocheng, I will give you less spirit stones, she said secretly in her heart.

Hu Fei hung his head and was silent, his hatred was put down, and he suddenly remembered that the Buddha seemed to have captured him to serve Zhong Zhen, what should he do now. He made up his mind that if the other party made any bad moves, he would rather die than obey.

After waiting for a long time, he didn't see Zhong Zhen speak, and when he looked up, he found that Zhong Zhen was holding a pen and concentrating on the portrait.

Did you just paint a portrait of him?

Just paint, and there will be no loss of meat.

Hu Feize thought about it for a while, and then stopped careging. Anyway, as long as it doesn't make him do something quiet. He was injured by the Buddha's beating, so he closed his eyes peacefully and began to heal his wounds with his aura.

Although it is the same drawing of characters, it really feels different when it is changed, Zhong Zhen is quite handy at this moment, and there is no sense of slackness. For some reason, when painting Dugu and breaking the city, it was a little uncomfortable.

She did not complete the portrait of Dugu Pocheng and placed it in a jade box.

However, the portrait of Hu Feize in front of him must be completed well, and it must be perfect.

Zhong Zhen originally wanted to touch the bones of this little brother Hu, but this thought moved a little and gave up. If it's a corpse, forget it, the other party is a big living person, and besides, it's a man, it's not good to touch it.

If she is known, she will not be really thought to be a shameless woman.

From the evening until late at night, after finally drawing the last details, Zhong Zhen raised his head, which had not been raised for a long time, and suddenly found that Hu Feize had fallen into an epiphany that was rare for immortal cultivators.

This person is really relieved, and he is really not afraid that she will cut him with a knife. Zhong Zhen thought about it, and estimated that she must look like a good person, and the other party was very relieved.

In fact, Hu Feize has nothing to worry about, he can't know the thoughts of others, and he never speculates about the temperament of others.

Trapped in this incomparably hard steel claw, he couldn't shake it no matter how hard he struggled. Since he was powerless to resist, in the face of the sudden realization, Hu Feice did not hesitate to interrupt, closed his eyes and fell into a deep concentration.

Yuanying Monk had an epiphany, the aura vortex was not small, how could Zhong Zhen let go of this opportunity, and sat down not far away, borrowing other people's aura to cultivate.

The aura generated by the perception is generally very gentle, as if it is an opportunity for the body to recover from the Heavenly Dao, which can repair the previously damaged meridians. The aura in her body was still raging, and with Hu Feice's perception aura, Zhong Zhen immediately felt comfortable, and Zhou Tian's operation became a lot smoother.

The parties get more benefits, and the people attached to them can also make some oil and water, which is similar to the vision of the monk after the thunder tribulation.

Two more days passed, and when Zhong Zhen woke up from the meditation, he found that the aura vortex had disappeared, and Hu Feize seemed to be about to wake up from the meditation.

After receiving the Lingbao steel claw, she returned to the beauty collapse and waited for breathing by the way.

After a long time, Hu Feice opened his eyes and found that his cultivation had improved, and he was overjoyed.

His perception came from Master's past, from his own past, and he figured out Yuanwu's life and the path he wanted to take. The world of black and white is still black and white, but it is clear what is black and what is white!

With a long sword in your hand, human life is actually not as good as mustard, whether to kill or not, you need to put yourself in another position and think with your heart.

If he wasn't a disciple of the Yuanwu Ancestor, then there was nothing to avenge this revenge. If he, Hu Feize, was one of those disciples who were mutilated by the master, then Zhong Zhen was a benefactor.

Thinking about it from another position, that's what it means. In fact, it was a very simple path, Hu Feice didn't understand why it took so many years to figure it out, remembering that Senior Brother Mu had said those meaningful words, he finally understood.

Those people in the sect who adhere to the way of killing swords, although they keep saying that they are doing the way for the heavens, but the people's thoughts must be biased, how can people represent the way of heaven. To put it bluntly, it's just stubbornness!

The real way of killing the sword is not to replace the way of heaven, but to do the way for people. Hu Feize raised his head, full of spirit, full of expectations for the future. (To be continued.) ); "