The truth he wants to preach is not benevolence, righteousness, propriety, and faith, and the justice he wants to seek is not the rise and fall of the world.

He just wanted to ask.

Ask someone a question, ask a question if there is no grudge. That is: what is shame. This question, he felt that it was most appropriate to ask Huo Zhan, so he came. The Master preached his teachings, taught them his karma, and solved his doubts. But the Master can't, and he can only explore it himself.

"Huo Zhan, son of you, I will kill him!"

A loud shout came from the depths of the River Styx. The old man who had just found a second-grade artifact was so stunned that he didn't even want the artifact that had fallen back into the River Styx. I won't run to Windsand City head-on.

He had a surprising familiarity to the voice. Not only the old man, but also the "gold diggers" by the River Styx have run to Windblown Sand City.

Because an unbelievable storm is about to blow here!

The old man remembered the scholar, no wonder, no wonder he wanted to persuade himself to leave. This is absolutely a naked provocation! So, could it be that even the wind and sand crossing is unsafe? He was a little frightened, and the sky changed.

This sound of killing me spread to the hot Wind and Sand City, and the moment people sweated, they were startled by the cold sweat oozing from behind them.

I killed him with this sound, and he drank very much a few days ago, and Lin Qin called out. At this moment, it was drunk from Mo Hui's mouth, which alarmed the whole city.

In a moment, in the main city of Fengshadu, figures flew out one after another. Such a provocation, even if Huo Mengzong is not dead, is not allowed to be provoked.

In a restaurant, Lin Qin also heard the chant of Mo Hui and the great sage of Mo, and this deafening chant reached Lin Qin's ears. He was stunned. It hasn't been a long time coming.

Out of nowhere, Li Yongsheng made some fresh fish, salted them with salt and dried them in the sun. However, the wind and sand of the wind and sand are really a little dirty. He put another veil over the salted fish.

He took off his hat and returned to the restaurant. Seeing Lin Qin with a sad face. "If he doesn't come back before sunset, there should be one less person here." ”

Lin Qin said: "I think we can rescue it again." He looked at Li Yongsheng.

However, Li Yongsheng was eating tea eggs and didn't see Lin Qin's eyes.

Seeing that Li Yongsheng was silent, Lin Qin suddenly felt that he needed to be responsible for Mo Hui. After all, he was entrusted by Lin Qin.

The moment Lin Qin brought the hat, Li Yongsheng finally raised his head. A tea egg smashed over: "Idiot, you go useful?"

Why did he say that? Huanhuan was not in Fengshadu, and it was very safe, so Lin Qin didn't have to take the risk to fight Huo Zhan.

"Then you go!"

Li Yongsheng glanced at Lin Qin and said, "Do you really think he came here for you? Can you let the master's protégé be your little brother?"

"He said that Huo Mengzong was killed by him, what does he mean?"

Another tea egg was thrown over, "Which ear did you hear him say that Huo Mengzong was killed by him? Huo Zhan is just a son? Don't forget, he was born in Fengshadu!"

Lin Qin didn't go to pick up the tea eggs, watching Li Yongsheng and his "own son" skillfully cooperate, calmed down, and sat on the low stool.

If so, then Lin Qin really can't do it. However, he asked, "Your strength is so great, why don't you take a hand?" After all, we have worked together for a few days. Lin Qin could only find such a perfunctory reason.

Li Yongsheng wiped his mouth. said: "I can't do it." Should I come back or I can come back. If you can't come back, the emperor will be difficult to save while he is alive. ”

The big black dog has been a son and a dog these days, and he is also enjoying it. After all, it is Li Yongsheng, the "Great Demon King", who is serving, although dragons have a longer lifespan than humans. But there are so many of them. Brahma has long been circulated, and the secret art of ancient immortality has been lost to the mainland, which made him tricked into looking for it. Li Yongsheng. That's where the clues come from.

However, he can't say anything, so he can only play the role of this own son.

The elite of the wind and sand crossing is exhausted.

Deep in the River Styx. Huo Zhan personally led the crowd to come.

How could he endure such a provocation?

"You are Lin Qin?"

Mo stood with his sword in his hand. looked at Huo Zhan's face and said, "Huo City Lord is eternally young, it must be **** who watered that ugly soul with the water of the River Styx, right?"

"Presumptuous!" Jiulongwei shouted loudly, "Where did you come from, dare to spread wild in the wind and sand!"

Mo Hui stepped barefoot in the River Styx, letting the entangled aura linger between his feet. He smiled and continued: "The loss of a son by the Huo City Lord is retribution. ”

Huo Zhan's pupils shrank, looked at the familiar face, and murmured: "After more than 20 years under the master's door, can you learn to use your mouth to poison the curse?"

The corners of Mo Hui's mouth raised, and he said: "I only hate that I was powerless to dissuade back then, and I came to reason with you today." How to write the word shame!" Spring and autumn points are on the River Styx, and there is no trace of the underworld. The spirit is magnificent, why are you afraid of filth?!

"No one should make a move today. Huo Zhan walked over slowly, his eyes full of appreciation, and said, "Master's protégé, I want to see what kind of subtle words there are!"

On the River Styx, the Spring and Autumn Sword of Mo Hui opened for the first time. Haoran righteousness, Yuan Li circulated in that sword body for the first time. Colorful and dark, bronze blooms.

The sword swept across the River Styx, a diversion that split the calm river in half. Mo Hui's eyes were calm, and he said firmly: "Just use my sword to reason with you!"

"Good!good!good!" Huo Zhan's eyes showed a hint of glint. Three good words in a row, which seem to be really good, but there is an implication of other meanings.

Wind and sand, a city, only a hundred years old. As young as the Tianqing Empire.

No one cares who this city belongs to, because this city belongs to no one, and no one is rare. Huo Zhan is the only one who has defended this city for a hundred years, from a "gold digger" to the lord of a city, and from a nobody to a powerful party. For those young people who come here to pan for gold and pursue their dreams, it is undoubtedly inspiring.

However, Mo Hui was like asking him how to write the word "incorruptible".

The Spring and Autumn Sword was impartial and fell towards the top of Huo Zhan's head.

Haoran sword qi is powerful in the middle. Reader, it is about a gentleman who does not move his hands, but the moment Mo Hui puts down the book basket and picks up the sword, he is not a scholar. He didn't have to demand himself with the discipline of a scholar, so he was extremely simple to draw his sword.

The summer solstice has the most yang energy, which is suitable for killing ghosts.

Huo Zhan's sleeve robe waved, and the majestic vitality turned into a bloody hand, which quickly fell towards the giant sword phantom. He smiled, "Yes, you have grown. When you said you were going to kill me, you were still trembling with the dagger. ”

Mo Hui was expressionless, and said, "Contaminated Guard, do you know how filthy it is!" He was still barefoot, and his white and slender feet stepped on the rising waves.

Huo Zhan's face became hideous, his voice was low, and he said, "Dirty, is there a dirty world? Is there anything more filthy than this world!!" (To be continued. )