"Left Protector," Mo Xibai's always calm voice was surging: "Do you know about this matter?" ”

"It's the same whether you know it or not."

Guang Liancheng didn't answer directly, but his determined voice had already pierced Mo Xibai's heart.

His stunningly noble head gradually lowered, and his long eyelashes covered his starry eyes, blocking out all emotions.

Heart, tingling so much that I couldn't breathe.

I know from above, I must know that Guangliancheng is the left protector of the Dharma, and without the instructions of the superiors, he may not be the next killer, and looking at this frame, I am afraid that this kind of thing has not happened for the first time.

"Xibai," it seemed that Mo Xibai's mood was wrong, and Guang Liancheng slowed down his voice: "You have to understand, we are doing everything for the good of Guangzong, and also for this child to have a brighter future, he is a son of light, and he must become the most noble person in Guangzong, and he must also make his power strong to face darkness and snobbery, which is his fate." This sister-in-law did not die in vain, her death was glorious and great, and she contributed her strength to the light and justice of mankind......"

Ridiculous!

It's ridiculous!

The fallacy of the Left Protector is simply outrageous!!

I can't imagine that such a thing as murder and robbery would be high-sounding in his mouth, and his words and deeds are simply shameless!!

Suddenly, a terrifying thought flashed into Mo Xibai's mind......

More than half of the Children of Light in the Light Sect are orphans! There are more than half of them! Are the origins of those children of light as they are now?!!!

Mo Xibai raised his head suddenly, his cold eyes with a thick darkness, looking directly into Guangliancheng's eyes.

Guang Liancheng was looked at by him, and for some reason his heart was weak, and he instinctively took two steps back, but immediately he realized that he had lost his temper, Mo Xibai was a junior in front of him, how could he show fear?

"Ink cherishes white!" A disciple suddenly stood up and shouted, "You are so arrogant to glare at Lord Zuo Dharma Protector with such rude eyes!" ”

"That's it!"

Another disciple stood up, and many people in the sect admired Mo Xibai, and similarly, many people were jealous and unaccustomed to it: "Make a high-minded appearance all day long and don't eat the fireworks of the world, forgetting your identity?" ”

"That's right! Even the Dharma Protector dares to question what he does! If this matter is to be spread to the above, the Holy Protector will not protect you! ”

Mo Xibai didn't seem to hear these provocative sounds, his eyes were a little hollow, as if he was looking at something, as if he didn't see anything.

His heart fluttered with another terrible possibility......

There are very few true children of light, there are only a dozen or so in the sect, only three are begged for in the sect, only two are sent voluntarily, and what about the others? How did it come about? Are they all picked up?

No, it won't!

There are very few children of light, how can one be an orphan and another an orphan? And the first one is so coincidental, they are all disciples in the Light Sect?

He was the one who "picked up" it......

The Holy Protector was also "picked up" back then......

And also......

"Xibai," Guang Liancheng saw that Mo Xibai was motionless, and seemed to feel guilty about the accusations of his junior disciples, so he said softly: "Okay, don't think about it so much, go back to the sect with the old man, you don't have to think about the matter in front of you, they will deal with it, for this woman's burial, you should be happy for the sect, we have another precious son of light." ”