The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the temperature of the grassland at night is very low. Some of the cold dew on the blades of grass has formed frost flowers. Looking at Mo Qinglun in his arms, Yang Ze couldn't think of what tortured her like this.

Seeing that she was still frowning slightly in her sleep, Yang Ze stroked her cheek and couldn't bear to wake her up after all.

"Sunset...... No...... Ah......h

Suddenly, Mo Qinglun's body trembled, and then he opened his eyes violently, and tears covered his cheeks like bursting embankments.

"Qinglun, Qinglun, it's me, I'm Yang Ze!"

Mo Qinglun, who was kicking and kicking with his hands and feet, was tightly hugged by Yang Ze, he had a premonition that something very serious must have happened, otherwise Mo Qinglun would not be so panicked.

In a trance, Mo Qinglun seemed to hear Yang Ze's voice, and only then did she come to her senses and remember her situation. She was in the arms of a man at this time, and in anger, she struggled with all her might.

She pushed Yang Ze away at once, and raised her fist to smash Yang Ze on the head. But at this moment, when she saw the appearance of the man in front of her clearly, her raised right hand finally slammed heavily on Yang Ze's chest.

One time, two times...... One hand, two hands. As if to vent all the grievances.

Bang...... Bang...... Bang......

Yang Ze didn't dare to resist hard, so he could only let Mo Qinglun's fist fall on his chest one by one. Looking at Mo Qinglun, who was crying loudly with tears streaming down his face, his heart was like a pinprick in pain.

"Tired of thrashing, can you tell me what happened?"

Yang Ze gently wiped the tears on Mo Qinglun's face, and asked in a solemn tone.

"Xianggong...... Gone...... Family...... It's gone!"

What the meaning of the word "home" represents, it can be said that no one can know better than Yang Ze. Of course, the home that Mo Qinglun said refers to Qinglong Village, could it be that something happened to Qinglong Village?

"Yuzhao is dead...... Sister Frost is dead...... The child also died...... All of them died...... Where the hell have you been...... You tell me where you went when we needed you the most!"

Mo Qinglun opened his teeth and bit Yang Ze's shoulder fiercely, very hard, and bit out blood beads at once.

Although Mo Qinglun was still very excited at this time, Yang Ze came to a very bad conclusion from the few words she described. As soon as this conclusion flashed through his mind, his body couldn't help but shake violently, and ten fingers sank deep into the earth.

In the end, Yang Ze used his divine sense to mobilize a trace of aura into Mo Qinglun's body, so that her emotions could calm down, so as to explain what happened.

With Mo Qinglun's narration, after learning that Xiao Tian and Xu Danni were forced out of the academy by Qin Batian, which eventually led to Xiao Tian being captured and Xu Danni beheaded, Yang Ze's eyes had become red. But he still held back his emotional outburst and continued to listen to Mo Qinglun's story.

When he learned that Ji Shuangshuang was pregnant with his own child, Yang Zexin's anger was also diluted a little, and when Ji Shuangshuang was finally killed at the entrance of Qinglong Village in order to cover Mo Qinglun, Yang Ze finally couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

The death of Mo Xizhao, the death of Xu Danni, the death of his wife and children, and the death of hundreds of thousands of innocent villagers, one by one are like a heavy hammer hitting Yang Ze's heart full of wounds.

"The surname Qin, you won't die, I will make you countless times more painful than death, you can't survive, you can't die!

Up and down the Sword Pavilion, I want you to leave no ...... chickens and dogs."

After learning about Yun Mengchen, Wenren Yayue, and Ah Donkey's plan, Yang Ze had a plan in his heart.

Qin Batian, who is so ruthless, will definitely not let go of the Divine Medicine Pavilion just because the master continues to connect the Yang Root for Qin Hu. Moreover, Yang Ze already knew that Qin Hu was not Qin Batian's son, and this was ultimately a breakthrough.

Yang Ze didn't choose to go to the Divine Medicine Pavilion to join in the fun, according to the information provided by Mo Qinglun, he felt that he still had a time difference of about two or three days.

If you want to destroy the Divine Doctor Pavilion in one fell swoop, you have to use the power of the entire sect. So at this time, he boldly deduced that now there must be all the masters in the Sword Pavilion, and there are only some weak chickens left guarding the door.

At this time, if you don't behave him, Qin Lao's turtle's nest, do you have to wait for him to lay eggs?

Time was pressing, Yang Ze looked at the golden bird behind him, but he was dumbfounded.

"What about the birds, and what about the birds?"

Mo Qinglun was also wondering why the big golden bird that he had fainted earlier had disappeared at this time. Just when Yang Ze was still looking for his bird, a big tree hugged by three people suddenly fell, and the sound made startled Mo Qinglun.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ze was really surprised, because he knew that the place where the big tree fell just now was obviously a small forest, but now it was gone.

Yang Ze calmed down and tried to communicate with those golden beetles. I saw that the golden dots of light on the fallen tree gathered little by little, and suddenly formed a golden bird. It's just that this big bird is a lot smaller than it was just now.

It turns out that although this golden beetle has evolved into a self-reproducing group, since it grows fast, it also dies very quickly.

In just a few hours, the golden birds lost a third of their size, and this result was the result of reproducing by eating the entire forest as nutrients.

Through observation, Yang Ze finally realized that this golden beetle still has shortcomings, either they have to use the aura in his qi sea as nutrition, or they need to eat like other animals. As for absorbing the aura between heaven and earth, it only plays a role in restoring physical strength.

Now Yang Zeqi is empty, and there are not many valuable things on this grassland. At this time, there was no longer any time to waste, I saw that as soon as he overtook Mo Qinglun, he jumped on the back of the golden bird, and flew towards the Sword Pavilion in the territory of the Qin State at an extremely fast speed.

In one hour, it only took four short hours to fly from outside the border of the Chu State to the foot of the Sword Peak of the Qin State. That's a speed that's enough to be proud of the crowd. If you follow the Earth's algorithm, you can almost reach three times the speed of sound.

If Yang Ze hadn't used pumpkin armor to protect the two of them, maybe the skin and flesh would have been blown off. This is still the speed at the maximum bearing capacity of the pumpkin armor, and if the armor is a little harder, the speed can be much faster.

Such a fast flight also made the original golden beetle die a lot, Yang Ze felt that the death of the insect had nothing to do with speed, it should be caused by its short lifespan.

Looking at the small pumpkin that had returned to the size of three or four palms, Yang Ze had to sigh. The evolution of these golden beetles is just perfect.

They would always save the nutrients for the strongest little poke golden beetles, and then those golden beetles that were seeds would go into hibernation and wait for the next summons of Yang Ze to explode.

"It seems that these golden beetles know that I have a common hatred with the Sword Pavilion, and this time they woke up in time to help me take care of their nest. ”

Yang Ze didn't go up the mountain, but just threw the pumpkin in his hand from a distance. In mid-air, the little pumpkin suddenly melted and disappeared.

The Northern Qin Sword Pavilion has a heritage of thousands of years, and every grass, wood, brick and tile here can be called a fine product. Even a waste stone contains unimaginable good things.

Therefore, Yang Ze released the dormant golden beetles in his hand, which allowed them to reproduce quickly by eating what they could eat, and could indirectly destroy the entire Sword Pavilion's building.

Since each golden beetle has the same heart as Yang Ze, that is to say, Yang Ze has countless eyes and ears, which is much more efficient than using pumpkin eyes as a means of detection.

In just a quarter of an hour, the golden beetle spread to every corner of the entire Sword Peak. Because the area was too large, the gnawing for a while was not obvious to the naked eye, so the disciples in the Sword Pavilion did not notice it.

After a sweeping investigation, Yang Ze's speculation was finally confirmed. There were really less than forty disciples left in this huge Sword Pavilion, and the highest cultivation of these forty disciples was only the Great Perfection of the Jiedan. The rest are mostly disciples from the foundation building period.

And let the golden beetle search the entire Sword Pavilion, but never found Xiaotian. It was only in a cave in the back mountain that a pair of blood-stained shackles were found. It seems that Xiao Tian was brought to the Divine Doctor Pavilion together.

Under this search, what surprised Yang Ze the most was that he found the Tianji card that Feng Siniang said in a more luxuriously decorated room.

"Redeem" the card, this is already the fifth piece that Yang Ze has found. It's the only happy thing that's happened these days.

Now that everything is arranged, let's let it go! I saw Yang Ze holding Mo Qinglun with one hand, and constantly swaying pumpkin seeds with the other.

"What kind of person, dare to break into my Northern Qin Sword ......"

The voice stopped abruptly, and the flying knife that Yang Ze threw out casually was something that could be resisted by the early stage of foundation building guarding the mountain gate.

It's not that the immortal cultivators in the foundation building period are rookies, such cultivation is already considered to be in the stream on the Yanhuang Continent. But on the one hand, Yang Ze's attack was very sudden, and there was not much nonsense.

On the other hand, before the foundation building stage disciple noticed Yang Ze, Yang Ze had already discovered him through the golden beetle. Then, in an instant, the vines that came out of the ground grabbed the opponent's hands and feet.

In only one thousandth of a second, Yang Ze can throw out a flying knife, not to mention that his hands and feet are entangled. With the first, there is the second and third.

On the way up the mountain, two more Sword Pavilion disciples came to stop them, this time they didn't talk nonsense like the one just now, they came up and sacrificed two flying swords to pierce Yang Ze's heart and throat.

Seeing that the flying sword with the cyan sword was about to approach at an extremely fast speed, Yang Ze still led Mo Qinglun as leisurely as strolling under the morning sun, without the slightest intention of defending or dodging.

"Ha, look for death!"

One of the two disciples also held a magic weapon similar to a flare-like magic weapon in his hand, intending to warn him. But looking at Yang Ze's dead appearance, he actually felt that he was making a big fuss.

What the two Sword Pavilion disciples who thought they had a chance to win did not expect was that the two flying swords disappeared out of thin air when they were only ten centimeters away from the target person.

With their incredulous expressions, suddenly two large hands pierced their chests from behind, and their palms were grasping a beating heart......