After Tang Xueluo's words fell, it immediately resonated with Mo Yan and Qinghe.

Yes, there is no good or evil in weapons, and there is no such thing as evil.

Because this is not something that can be decided by the weapon itself, Mo Yan, who is a soul master, knows this better than anyone.

"Sister Feng Xue is right, there is indeed no good or evil in weapons, it mainly depends on the user." Mo Yan nodded lightly, agreeing with Tang Xueluo's point of view, and said.

Qinghe thought about it, it seemed that things were really like this, and he was not entangled in the viciousness of the dragon beard needle, but continued to ask Tang Xueluo if he wanted to make a Horcrux refiner: "Sister Fengxue, what else do you need to make a Horcrux refiner, Young Master Mo Yan can help you."

"This plate of crystal hair gold is already a huge advantage for me to take advantage of Mo Yan, how can I still hope to make a Horcrux refining weapon? People, you still have to know how to be sufficient..."Tang Xueluo smiled faintly, she originally wanted Mo Yan to make insinuating parts for her, but now that she has obtained the dragon beard needle, then she will ask for Xuantie again, it will be a little greedy.

Mo Yan was stunned, and then smiled: "Since this is the case, then I will clean up these dark irons."

After his words fell, he put away the Xuantie, and the Qingshui Jiao Pattern Furnace was still outside, and there was a Horcrux refining weapon in the furnace that was gradually taking shape.

"Young Master, did you hear a noise just now?" At this time, the curtain of the carriage opened, and a guard rode a horse and asked Mo Yan.

Mo Yan glanced at Tang Xueluo, and then said, "No!"

"If that's the case, let's continue on our way." The guard frowned, he obviously heard a noise coming from inside the carriage, but why did Mo Yan say no?

However, the guards didn't dare to say anything more, and directly lowered the curtain.

……

Mo Yan and his entourage continued to rush towards Xingluo Kingdom, Tang Xueluo and Qinghe were tired, so they leaned together and snuggled up to each other.

And Mo Yan was still staring at the Soul Refining Artifact that was about to put the finishing touches on it, and suddenly, the carriage stopped.

"Crunch!"

Because it stopped a little suddenly, Mo Yan almost didn't fall.

"Fauber!" Mo Yan immediately stepped out of the carriage, called the old slave Fubo, and asked, "What happened?"

Qinghe and Tang Xueluo were also awakened by this sudden stop, and the two of them slowly walked out of the carriage.

"We've met someone who borrowed the way." Fu Bo ran over from the carriage in front of him and explained to Mo Yan: "Don't worry, young master, I'll send someone to take care of it."

"Well, go ahead! Hurry early, get on your way early! Mo Yan nodded. He knew that there were not many horse thieves robbing the road in the territory of Xingluo Country, and he only needed to use money to deal with it, and basically there was nothing to do.

"Ahh

The man sent by Fauber was killed as soon as he arrived at the horse thief, and the screams suddenly rang out.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Hearing the screams, Mo Yan felt that something was not quite right.

"Young master, the person I sent was killed." Fauber cried and said.

As soon as his words fell, a clear voice came from among the horse thieves in front of him.

"Let's talk about it with someone in charge."

"Fauber, you send someone to ask!"

Mo Yan's face turned pale, and immediately, he urged Fu Bo to send someone.

"Okay."

After hearing this, the corners of Fu Bo's mouth twitched slightly, and immediately, a guard was sent forward.

As a result, he was chopped up by a horse thief again.

"Don't you understand? Lao Tzu said to change the person in charge to come and talk! The leader of the horse thieves pointed to Qinghe beside Mo Yan, licked his lips, looked covetous, and shouted in his throat: "Just... Just the beauty next to that kid, Lao Tzu wants to talk to her! ”