"Yes, the disciple never thought that there were such fierce people in the world, that old thief Kong in order to occupy the mountain field of the townsman Dong Si, forced to die three lives, he first designed Dong Si's child, Dong Xiaohu stole and ate his goose, and sent Dong Si to the prison for the crime of not being strict with his godson, and died unjustly in prison." Speaking of this, Ye Hanting's expression suddenly became sad and indignant, and he said sadly: "In order to prove her innocence, Aunt Dong cut open the belly of her son Chu Xiaohu in front of the ancestral temple to prove that she did not steal the goose, but there was nothing in the bloody stomach, and a three or four-year-old child died unjustly in front of the ancestral temple. ”

"Brute, this Kong Jinsong is really an unforgivable sin." Lei Wanshan shouted violently, furious.

"Aunt Dong is too naïve, even if she proves her innocence? Kong Jinsong still let the dog bite her to death, and only Dong Xiaomei was the only one left in the Dong family who had been killed, she was so young that she only knew that she was in front of her mother and younger brother's ancestral temple. Ye Hanting's eyebrows were full of hatred for Kong Jinsong's various evil deeds, he tightly clasped the hilt of the sword, pounced, knelt on the ground, and resolutely said: "Heaven is unfair, justice still has to use the sword to speak, the disciple is desperate to cut off the head of Kong Lao Thief, but in the end, it is a mortal body, and it is far from an immortal cultivator, so I ask the head to help." ”

Mo Wentian was listening to himself, and suddenly there was a 'ding', and the task prompt sounded, and another task was refreshed on the stone tablet.

Sect side quest: Kill Kong Jinsong, the town commander of Menghe Town.

Since the task has been brushed out, it has to be completed, Mo Wentian sighed and said, "You get up!" You just don't say it, a brute like Kong Lao Thief who wears human skin in vain, since the head of this family knows the Tao, he can't let him go. ”

"Thank you, Master." Ye Hanting was overjoyed, the grace of the head of the family was deeply rooted in his heart, and he felt that it was difficult to repay in this life, so he could only kowtow again and again, and there was already blood on his forehead, but he didn't realize it,

Mo Wentian sighed, took out a cloak from the storage bag, threw it over and said, "You take this cloak and lead us to Menghe Town, I want to see how long Kong Jinsong can be rampant." ”

"Yes, sir." Ye Hanting respectfully took it with both hands and put it on his head, hiding his heroic face.

Lei Wanshan pinched the magic trick in his hand, played a few fireball techniques in a row, burned the corpse on the ground, erased the traces, and looked at Ye Hanting stunned, so envious, secretly thinking that in addition to his huge strength and evil body, the old thief didn't even know a spell, obviously far from Uncle Lei.

Taking advantage of this time, Mo Wentian communicated with the gods and received the task reward.

Congratulations on completing the sect's side quest: rescue the young chivalrous Ye Hanting, and get eight reward spirit stones, four marrow cleansing pills, and a second-order breath charm.

The task reward is not bad, the spirit stone and the spirit pill completely make up for the loss of the rejuvenation pill, and it also rewards a second-order talisman, the breath talisman is a relatively rare talisman, which can converge the monk's aura fluctuations, unless the monk of the same level cultivates the 'Heavenly Eye Technique', it is impossible to detect this person, and it is invalid for the monk above the eighth layer of qi refining, and this talisman is no less than seven low-grade spirit stones in the cultivation market.

After cleaning up, the three of them walked briskly towards Menghe Town, Ye Hanting had taken the Rejuvenation Pill since he took the Rejuvenation Pill, his steps were light, but it was still the pace of Mo and Lei, and he could only support it in the back and chase desperately.

Less than a stick of incense, came to Menghe Town, at this time it was ten o'clock in the evening, the three of them were hungry, so they found the largest inn in Menghe Town, called Menghe Inn, was greeting Xiao Er, ready to eat, suddenly the street was full of people, a chaos.

Mo Wentian and Lei Wanshan glanced at each other, hurriedly rushed downstairs, and looked up.

I saw that on the streets of Menghe Town, suddenly two fast horses galloped over, and immediately the knights were fierce and vicious, driving all the way, the originally well-organized streets were immediately chaotic, and the crowd screamed, and the peddlers were pawns, competing to avoid.

Immediately afterward, gongs and drums sounded, firecrackers rang out, and an old man with a gloomy face led a column of sword-wielding soldiers with sturdy figures and neat steps, surrounded by three cultivators in Taoist robes, and walked along the street.

"It's the old thief!" Ye Hanting's eyes narrowed slightly, his fists were clenched tightly, and his nails sank deep into the flesh.

Lei Wanshan pulled the child aside and asked, "This little brother, which sect are these cultivators from?" ”

The little second brother was quite neat, and immediately said, "A few big brothers, you don't know what to do? Those three were the immortal elders of the Haoran Sect, and they were guests at Old Master Kong's house. ”,

"It turned out to be a disciple of the Haoran Sect." Lei Wanshan's face was cold, his chest was full of anger, and he was about to rush out, but he was stopped by Mo Wentian and said, "Senior Brother Lei, don't be impatient. ”

He used the 'Insight Technique' to check the information of several people in turn, and the old man was Kong Jinsong, a disciple of the outer sect of Haoran Sect, who had no spiritual root, and cultivated at the second level of qi refining, and the other three, led by a middle-aged man with a long beard and a red face, seemed to have the highest cultivation, Mo Wentian hurriedly checked.

Name: Tian Weiqi

Sect: Haoran Sect

Position: Inner disciple

Linggen: Yes

Spiritual Root Qualification: Not viewable

Cultivation: Six layers of qi refining

It was actually Tian Weiqi, who was ranked second among the seven disciples of the inner sect of the Haoran Sect, Mo Wentian was taken aback, he didn't dare to get too close, and used the 'insight technique' to check the information of the other two disciples of the Haoran Sect, the fat old man with a big belly was called Yue Shanyue, and the skinny and thin old man was called Yue Jianghe, and they had no spiritual roots, they were ranked fifth and sixth among the disciples of the inner sect of the Haoran Sect, and they seemed to be a pair of brothers.

Mo Wentian was originally going to kill the Confucian Mansion directly, but now it seems that with the inner disciples of the Haoran Sect, he has to think about it in the long run.

When the three of them returned upstairs, Mo Wentian cast a low-level spell 'Sound Insulation Technique', and discussed it with Lei Wanshan and Ye Hanting in a low voice.

Lei Wanshan was short-tempered, and decided to kill the Confucian Mansion directly, fight to the death, and kill the three Haoran Sect disciples who were guests in the Confucian Mansion by the way.

Mo Wentian shook his head, there are three disciples in the Haoran Sect, especially one who is still a monk of the sixth level of qi refining, even if he and Lei Wanshan set up two ritual arrays to fight together, they may not be opponents, not to mention that Lei Wanshan has not been able to comprehend the formation for a long time, and it is bound to be impure when he sets up the array, and it is difficult to exert the power of the two yi arrays.

He thought about it, and felt that he would visit the Confucian Mansion at night to see the situation, if he could sneak attack and kill one, the other two would be much easier to deal with, and he would come out with his thoughts, and Lei Wanshan could only give up.

The two discussed some details, and after feeling that there was nothing wrong, Mo Wentian turned his head and ordered: "Hanting, don't go, just stay in the inn and wait for the two of us." ”

Ye Hanting knew that his strength was low, and if he went, not only could he not help, but he also had to distract the head to take care of himself, he naturally had no objection, but just groaned for a while, and said sadly: "Master, the disciple and Kong Yue'er are in love, and they have made an oath to the mountains and the sea, but if Kong Lao Thief dies, although he is not killed by the disciple himself, but it is also because the disciple died, Yue'er must be very uncomfortable, and he has a grudge against the disciple in his heart, the two of us are difficult to be together in this life, if the head sees Yue'er." ”

Speaking of this, two lines of clear tears overflowed from the corners of Ye Hanting's eyes, and he seemed to make a difficult decision: "Please tell her that the disciple is ashamed of her, and he really doesn't have the face to see her, please ...... Please forget about her disciples! ”

Mo Wentian solemnly promised: "Please rest assured, if you see Miss Yue'er, I will definitely tell her what you said." ”

Ye Hanting nodded silently and said, "The Dong family has been killed, and Dong Xiaomei is left alone, and the disciple wants to go and see her at night." ”

"Let's go together! This kid is indeed pitiful. Mo Wentian nodded, thought for a while and said, "If you don't have a place to go, take it back to Wuji Gate!" ”

Ye Hanting was overjoyed, and hurriedly knelt down and thanked: "The disciple thanked the head for the great favor of the little sister. ”

Mo Wentian waved his hand to get up, removed the noise barrier, and the shopkeeper shouted, serving a few exquisite side dishes and a few bowls of porridge and rice.

After dinner, it was almost evening, and the sun was entrenched in the clouds and mist on the side of the mountain, bursting out of the crimson glow, and the afterglow was sprinkled on Menghe Town, shimmering with golden phosphorescence.

The ancestral temple of Menghe town is located in the west of the town, and the Menghe inn is just diametrically opposed, the ancestral temple is built on the back of the mountain, the afterglow of the sunset can not shine, some gloomy and obscure, and the resentment in the air is extremely strong, inquire on the road, listen to the townspeople say, the ancestral temple has too many people who have died unjustly, the grievances are condensed, it seems eerie and terrifying, it is best not to go over at night.

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