Gradually, Mu Zhuoting's purpose changed.

At first, he really wanted to study martial arts, but I don't know when it began, and it began to become the pursuit of the peace and tranquility that comes from dissecting the human body.

At first, it was with the corpses of dead beggars, and later, it began to use living death row prisoners from Guangling City, and then later, when there were not enough death row prisoners, he began to use some other ways to send people.

The threshold that Mu Zhuoting meets is also getting higher and higher.

From the corpse of any person, to the person who must be alive, to the person who must be strong and healthy, to the body that must be a person who has practiced martial arts.

Step by step, he came over, and the standard was constantly raised, and it could not be lowered.

The second-level human body can no longer produce the kind of tranquility that he has after dissection.

Up to now, Mu Zhuoting's 'taste' has been specifically upgraded and refined to 'between fifteen and twenty-five years old, at least the first change in the physical realm above the realm, young women are preferred, and they must be sober when dissecting'.

In the process, Mu Zhuoting also doubted himself, and also suffered some inner self-condemnation, but soon passed, and after pursuing that kind of dissection, the impulse to be peaceful and tranquil became stronger and stronger.

He's addicted.

Can't stop.

Until now, Mu Zhuoting still has inner self-blame, but he is beginning to enjoy the pleasure of guilt in this self-blame.

"Yes...... Anyone? ”

Zhao Wen heard the footsteps, stopped sobbing, and asked cautiously.

Mu Zhuoting did not respond.

He's enjoying where he is.

When dissecting, Mu Zhuoting never said a word.

He didn't want to enjoy cruelty, but he was enjoying the extreme concentration and calmness that transcended the ordinary spiritual realm when doing such a thing, and at this moment, he felt that the spirit would rise to the realm of gods.

"Anyone? Please, let me go. ”

"I know a lot of things, I can identify herbs, I can keep accounts, by the way, I will make good food."

"Please, I'll help you do things, you can do it as long as you want, let me go......"

Zhao Wen's voice was very low, almost muttering, pleading.

Mu Zhuoting's expression was calm.

He calmly walked down the secret room, opened the utensils cabinet, and selected a specially made sharp-grade knife that he would use in a while.

"This dissection has some baby fat, and there will be no less lipids in the body, so you should choose a knife numbered A3, so that when you cut the skin, it will not affect the touch of cutting the skin of the flesh and skin, nor will it affect the cutting into the muscles because of too much lipids."

Mu Zhuoting analyzed rationally and turned the knife.

Right now.

Above the secret room, there was a sudden sound.

"Boom!"

The sound didn't sound loud on the second basement floor, but it sounded like muffled thunder.

Mu Zhuoting frowned slightly.

The secret room is on the second basement floor, and most of the sounds have been isolated, but Yun Gong has turned his ears open and becomes strange, and some sounds can still be heard.

"Someone up there?"

"Who's going to be here?"

Mu Zhuoting was very unhappy in his heart.

The process that he had enjoyed very much was interrupted in the middle of the process, and the feeling of being upset was very unpleasant to him.

The calm look on Mu Zhuoting's face gradually disappeared, turning into the usual haze.

He snorted coldly and put back the knife he had already taken out.

Glancing at Zhao Wen, Mu Zhuoting turned around and walked up the steps, to see who was dying, coming here to find trouble!

……

The courtyard of the annex.

"Boom!"

There was a muffled thunderous sound.

Fang Ze and one of the guards punched each other.

The guard took three steps back, and Fang Ze took the opportunity to cut into close quarters.

Fang Ze obviously felt that the guards in the other courtyard were stronger than the people Yin Zixu brought during the day today.

The four guards in the daytime, although they also have the eighth and ninth changes in the flesh, are all weaker in the same level.

It's no wonder that if you can cultivate to the point where your body has changed eight or nine times, and you can still be a guard for others, and listen to Yin Zixu's command from someone who is just a helper in the Qi and Blood Realm, either you have no sect background, or you can't do it with will and ability.

But the two guards in front of him obviously felt that their strength had improved a lot.

It is the middle and upper level of the nine changes of the physical body.

Facing the fist head-on, the true qi of death intent invaded the body, and the guards could still hold on.

However, it can only hold on for a while.

Fang Ze rushed into the guard's close quarters, jumped up, and hit the guard's chest with his legs and knees continuously.

"Drink!"

The guard shouted, and pressed down with both hands, trying to block Fang Ze's knee impact.

The vitality and true qi brought by the knee collision were domineering and rigid, and the guard held it twice, and the body was invaded by the death intent and the vitality of the true qi at the same time, and at the same time, the palms and arms were paralyzed, and he did not obey the call, and the middle door of the midline of the chest was wide open.

Fang Ze was already in the air, and his right foot kicked and kicked on the guard's temple.

The guard was hit by this kick, and the vitality and death intent in his body could not be suppressed, and he exploded at the same time.

"Bang!"

A cloud of blood mist exploded from the guard's body, and all the blood in his body was blown out of his body, and he fell to the ground unable to live.

The other guard was shocked when he saw this.

He roared, and the two halberds in his hands flung at the same time, shooting at Fang Ze in the air, one to the chest, and the other to the yin.

At the same time, the guard flew backwards.

Getting rid of weapons is just to buy time, and running first is the goal.

Fang Ze threw his right fist in the air, and the halberd that shot at the chest was smashed away, and at the same time, his left foot kicked out fiercely, kicking at the halberd that shot into the lower yin.

"Bang!"

The halberd flew backwards and slammed into the retreating guards.

The guard was startled, he didn't have time to react, he crossed his hands in front of his chest, and the halberd of the laser shot slashed at the forearm of his left arm, and the guard snorted, but his flesh was strong, and his arm was not cut off.

Fang Ze fell, stepped on his feet, his body was like lightning, and there was a hidden thunder sound in the air, and he rushed to the guard in an instant, and punched the halberd stuck in the muscles and bones of the guard's left arm.

The halberd was forced, cutting off the guard's left arm and plunging it into the guard's chest.

The guard's eyes widened, knowing that he was going to die, he broke out ruthlessly, regardless of his own injuries, he punched Fang Ze in front of the door, and he had to pull a cushion on his back when he died.

Fang Ze knocked out his left knee and pressed against the guard's lower abdomen before the middle punch.

The guard was simply knocked into the air, and his fist didn't hit, and he was out of breath after falling.

All the guards present were killed.

Fang Ze looked at the corpse lying on the ground with a cold gaze.

At this moment, footsteps sounded.

Fang Ze turned around, turned his head, and just happened to see Mu Zhuoting, and the two looked at each other.

In an instant, Fang Ze and Zhuo Muting both read the implied killing intent from each other's eyes.

It's just that both Fang Ze and Mu Zhuoting, the killing intent in their eyes is very restrained.

Chasing all the way, Fang Ze got rid of the control of his emotions.

It's not that he's no longer indignant, it's that he's forcing himself to look at the matter calmly.

Fang Ze wanted to kill Mu Zhuoting very much.

However, he knew that he could not be killed.

This is Guangling City, Mu Zhuoting's father is the Marquis of Guangling, and he is also the great master of the Five Heavens of the Heaven and Man Realm.

After killing Mu Zhuoting, Fang Ze couldn't get out of Guangling City.

However, it was only his own safety, and Fang Ze was furious, and he dared to kill Mu Zhuoting.

What really affects the action is Fang Ze's identity.

Fang Ze, he is not just a warrior, but also a chivalrous man.

He is also the elder brother of the Wanli Returning Sect.

Killing Zhuo Muting is not simply a murder of righteous indignation.

Behind it, the identity forces of their respective representatives may be involved.

That is, Wanliu returned to the sect, and the Marquis of Guangling.

Whether Fang Ze killed Mu Zhuoting, or Mu Zhuoting killed Fang Ze, what was stirred up in the end was not themselves, but the people in the background behind them would be involved.

Fang Ze will involve Master Wu Daozi, the core junior brother and sister, and the outer junior brother.

Mu Zhuoting will involve the Marquis of Guangling and even the Great Zhou court.

Each has its own fetters and concerns, and they can't really start.

At this moment, Fang Ze also understood what was going on behind Mu Zhuoting's seemingly forbearant and seemingly somewhat childish actions in his memory.

Mu Zhuoting, it's not the first time that he wants to kill himself.

In Daming Temple, Mu Zhuoting wanted to kill him.

It's just that Mu Zhuoting endured it.

After the Guangling Treasure Meeting, at that time, Mu Zhuoting wanted to kill him for the second time.

Mu Zhuoting also endured.

It's not that Mu Zhuoting is so enduring, but as the prince of Guangling, he knows what it is to kill the core disciples of a big sect.

Mu Zhuoting killed Fang Ze, not only in terms of ability, but also in the question of revenge.

The Marquis of Guangling, which sounds very powerful, is a marquis recognized by the Great Zhou court.

But in essence, Mufu is essentially just a powerful martial arts family.

For the people, the Hou Mansion has a great deterrent, and it is the same in officialdom.

But for the big sects, these are all superficial layers.

In the roots, everyone compares their own strength.

Mu Zhuoting had long wanted to kill Fang Ze, but after killing him, he would definitely not be able to hide it from Wu Daozi of the 'Mingjian Two Realms', and it would be impossible for the Wanligui Sect to endure the killing of the core disciple, and it would be impossible not to retaliate.

Once this happens, the Marquis of Guangling is likely to start an all-out war with the Wanligui Sect.

The two families can't get off the stage under fire, and when they clash, I don't know how many people and forces who have enmity with both sides or secretly covet them, and they will wait to watch the show.

And one family is showing its decline, and the forces in the dark don't know how many will rush up and swallow them in their stomachs.

The rivers and lakes have always been cruel and dangerous, and such things happen every day.

Whether it is the Marquis of Guangling's Mansion or the Sect of Wanli, it is okay now because they are all giant whale predators in the rivers and lakes.

But when the giant whale falls, it is a ball of beautiful meat.

Whether it was Fang Ze or Mu Zhuoting, they couldn't accept that the family or sect behind them became a whale because of themselves.

If you don't want to be the second in the Lianhua Sword Sect, you must refrain from it.

Mu Zhuoting dared to kill Qi Wen, but he didn't move Fang Ze, just because of this.

It's not that I don't want to kill, it's that I can't afford the consequences.

In turn, Fang Ze is the same.

Fang Ze hadn't had murderous intent before, so he didn't think about it this way.

But now, Fang Ze looked at Mu Zhuoting, both of them saw each other's killing intent, and at the same time, in an instant, they both understood each other's state of mind.

Fang Ze and Mu Zhuoting looked at each other for a long time.

"I underestimated you a little before." Fang Ze said.

"Hmph...... I also underestimated you, I really didn't expect that you would really dare to kill me in Guangling City! Mu Zhuoting snorted coldly and said.

The cold light flowed in Fang Ze's eyes.

He wandered on the edge of reason and righteous indignation, impulsiveness and restraint in a contest.

Fang Ze told Yu Fenghan that when encountering things, he had to think clearly.

To kill, or not to kill.

Kill whomever and don't kill whom.

At this moment, Fang Ze himself was facing a test.

Mu Zhuoting, do you want to kill or not?