"Lingdao, what's going on?" Mu Qing looked at Zhang Lingdao's gloomy face, knew that something was wrong, and hurriedly asked.

"The ferry you mentioned has been destroyed, and now all that remains is ruins!" Zhang Lingdao explained.

"Huh?" The girl's voice was surprised and stunned, and her eyes were full of consternation, "Those widows are simply mad, and they don't even let go of these places?" ”

"The Wokos are originally some crazy guys, they have no humanity, everything is only for profit, give them money, they can do anything!" Zhang Lingdao said, "So we need to teach them a lesson, a lesson that is enough for them to know the pain, and to know that they can't be allowed to loot at will!" ”

"I want them to know their fear, I want them to understand the pain, I want them to remember in their bones that this place, this place, this region, this people, this country, will never be their playground, but their ...... Burial ground! ”

Zhang Lingdao's image to outsiders has always been a sunny and warm teenager, even for revenge and fighting, his side is positive and healthy enough.

But when Muqing heard his words, her body trembled a little, and a cold that came from nowhere and spread all over her body made the girl feel the side of the young man in front of her that had never been shown to anyone.

"What do you mean......" Mu Qing asked, struck by the chill.

Of course, she would not suppress the young man's psychology at this time, and Zhang Lingdao didn't need her to comfort her, in fact, she and the Japanese had a deep blood feud, and they couldn't talk about a grudge.

She was just a little worried about the boy's current state, "If you just want to kill, I will definitely stop you, you have fallen into the killing machine, it is best not to kill too much, otherwise the killing will erode your soul and make you become a machine that only knows how to kill!" ”

The girl's voice came, which made Zhang Lingdao's spirit suddenly become clear, but he was not blinded by the killing, and naturally there were no problems as mentioned before.

"I know who I am, I know where I am, and I know these guys in front of me, damn it!" Zhang Lingdao immediately restrained the murderous aura emanating from his body, and he also knew that in this case, it was not good to exude murderous aura so wantonly.

"Whew!" Mu Qing stroked her towering chest, she had already stood in front of the young man, if he really killed his red eyes and red eyes, she would not have stopped him with her chest.

She had seen others go mad and fall into killing mode, and she knew that the reason why the teenager in front of her would go to this area was entirely because of her.

She wouldn't watch the young man fall into the demon path because of this, so some of the things in her hand were also grabbed early, she took out a pill from it, and handed it to Zhang Lingdao.

"Here, you take this first, you were a little too emotional before." She said.

Zhang Lingdao grabbed the pill and took it down, "What is this?" ”

"Qingxin Pill, the medicine of Hanjiang City, is mainly used to suppress the anger generated in the heart, making people's hearts clear and calm, Lingdao, your performance before made me a little worried." Muqing explained.

"Hmm!" Zhang Lingdao nodded a little silently, he also knew that his previous state was really a little strange, but he didn't go crazy, but really, it wasn't too far away.

He was so angry, and he was too angry, Zhang Lingdao felt that the anger of his life might be released in the next few days.

He saw the Japanese who plundered unscrupulously in Dongyue, he saw some beasts who aided and abused and were not ashamed but proud, and he saw a few guys who could have saved the people, but were still immersed in deceit......

This area has collapsed, this area has been destroyed, and the people of this place have become some guys who only know how to eat, drink, and have fun, and even wait for death!

The Liukou of Dongying are romantic, the bandits of Dongyue are in groups, the imperial court does not care about this place, and Hanjiang City is mired in civil strife, and there is no time to take care of others.

This area seems to have become an area that does not belong to other people's management at all, anyway, those Jianghu people will not be disturbed by the wind and flow, the only people who are disturbed and confused are only those people who are of no use to them at all.

In this era, human life is like a mustard, perhaps the lives of high-ranking officials and dignitaries will be a little more expensive, and the lives of those reckless heroes and ordinary people will of course be cheaper.

Of course, this doesn't matter, Zhang Lingdao also knows that this is a social reality, but others don't care, he has to care!

"Now we know that there are many evils in the sky. Dongying Liukou burned and looted in the Central Plains, if he didn't get rid of this goods, he would have learned a lot of martial arts in vain! Zhang Lingdao has already made an oath here.

Mu Qing couldn't feel the cold chill at all, she felt a stream of heat rushing straight to her brain, and there was a flame burning in her chest, "Go, Lingdao!" I'm with you! ”

The girl has lived under the protection of others since she was a child, and even if she is an enemy, she is just suppressing it by the realm.

She had never been like this, for a belief in her heart, for some unrelated people, to fight a group of powerful enemies.

You can feel that this belief brings to herself, not only the power that appears in her chest, but also the improvement of her own realm, which comes from the spiritual level, related to martial arts.

"Good!" The enemy is in front, the beauty is on the left, Zhang Lingdao is arrogant, "Let's go together and kill these widows in this area!" ”

"Hmm!" Muqing pulled out her own weapon, she didn't use much other weapons in the first place, and now she was using just an ordinary-looking long sword.

Zhang Lingdao glanced at it and shook his head, Muqing's sword was obviously more decorative than practical, and the sword body was also covered with all kinds of patterns.

He thought for a moment, shook his left hand, took out a short sword, and handed it to Mu Qing, "Qing'er, your sword is too light and not suitable for large-scale fighting, use this!" ”

Mu Qing also knew that his weapon was not suitable for combat at all, so he obediently put away his sword and took over Zhang Lingdao's short sword.

This short sword was only the length of an ordinary person's arm, much shorter than those long swords, but the light flashing from it showed that it was not an ordinary weapon.

(End of chapter)