"Why don't you continue to ask?" Mo Yun suddenly spoke.

Ling Zhao felt that he could see it very clearly: "What if you continue to ask, if it is really her, then if she bites to death and refuses to admit it, what can I do with her?" Kill her? After a pause, Ling Zhao continued: "And I always feel that it's not that simple, just the question of what reason Liu Wumei has to harm me is a headache. ”

"What do you want so many reasons for?" Mo Yun stopped and looked sideways at her: "Since you think it's her, then you can retaliate back, too many scruples, it's easy to breed demons." ”

Spiritual cultivators pay attention to a way to do what they want.

There are pros and cons to this freewheeling.

But in this world, it is indeed as Mo Yun said, some people are bad, and killing people is because of this sentence to do whatever they want, and in this world, you are killed, which can only prove that you are under the bottom of your cultivation and you deserve it.

That's it, the strong are respected.

Ling Zhao wasn't used to this, the world she was used to was evidence-oriented.

"Do whatever you want...... Is it murderous too? Ling Zhao stretched out his hand and looked at his palm, there was a faint red mark on it, it was a red flame.

Mo Yun said: "Yes." ”

"As long as you think you can kill, as long as you want to kill, you can, but at the same time, you must also be prepared to be killed, there are no rules in this world."

Ling Zhao was silent for a while: "No, it's ......"

"What's the difference between this and a beast."

"The reason why people are human is because we know how to exercise restraint, not to indulge in selfish desires."

"Is that why you let Liu Wumei go?" Mo Yun picked up Ling Zhao's chin and forced her to look at herself: "Look at it, you obviously didn't do anything, but she just wanted to harm you, you don't even have the courage to retaliate back, what's the point of living." ”

"I don't know where your so-called theory comes from, but, Ling Zhao, your so-called restraint, in this world, will only make you die faster."

"If you don't kill others, it doesn't mean that others won't kill you, they may be jealous of you, maybe they can't get used to you, or they may just be in a bad mood for a while, they may kill you and get angry."

This is an era of barbaric civilization.

Ling Zhao looked at Mo Yun's eyes, Ling Zhao clearly saw her own shadow in those pairs of different pupils, her face was so pale and weak, Mo Yun's words pressed on her heart one by one, making her breathless.

This was the first time that Ling Zhao felt it clearly.

There is no legal protection here, and there is no such thing as murder must pay for life.

And he is so small.

She can't change this era, maybe one day, she will also integrate into this era......

Become a beast in her mouth.

At the same time, the Liu family.

After Mo Yun and Ling Zhao left, the face of the head of the Liu family sank, and he glanced at Liu Wumei with gloomy eyes: "I can't do this thing well!" Rubbish! ”

Liu Wumei's face turned pale for a moment, and he knelt on the ground: "Father is angry, my daughter really doesn't know that Ji Muwan asked for Ziyue Stone!" The daughter didn't expect things to turn out like this. ”

The head of the Liu family frowned angrily: "Mo Yun must have noticed something, and now Ling Zhao is also suspicious of you, I see how you explain to the lord!" ”

"Lord, lord......" Liu Wumei gritted her teeth, her eyes were hazy with tears: "It's my daughter's fault......"

When the head of the Liu family saw her appearance, his heart softened, beckoned her to get up, and sighed: "Things have already come to this, no matter what method you use next, you must gain the trust of Ling Zhao and Mo Yun again, so that we can start it, and also, how did Qing'er buy Tianya Grass over there?" ”

Liu Wumei said: "Twilight Qing said that all the Tianya grass in the city under the jurisdiction of Mocheng has been bought, and if you need it again, you can only go to other main cities." ”

The head of the Liu family nodded: "Well, I know, then I'll go back to Lord Ming and see what we should do next." ”

"Yes, father."

After returning from the Liu family, Ling Zhao locked himself in the house, and closed the door except for letting people in during meals.

After being locked up for a few days, just when Uncle Li was worried and wanted to break in, Ling Zhao suddenly came out.

Every day, I went to Uncle Li to make alchemy, and then cultivated my spirit, cultivated the Red Shadow Xuanhuo, learned to control my spiritual power, and by the way, I gave the little silver wolf a name, called Yiyi.

But at the same time, there is a lot less talk.

Liu Wumei still came back to the City Lord's Mansion, everyone acted as if nothing had happened, Liu Wumei was still very enthusiastic about Ling Zhao, and Ling Zhao was no different from his previous attitude towards Liu Wumei, except for Ji Muwan.

Knowing about Ziyueshi, Ji Muwan found that even if she trusted Liu Wumei again, she felt uncomfortable in her heart.

In this way, time passed one after another.

In the blink of an eye, it was almost time for the Qingshui Secret Realm to open.

During this time, Ling Zhao had also successfully raised his cultivation to the middle of the first order.

Today, Ling Zhao is planning to go to the back mountain.

happened to meet Liu Wumei on the road, to tell the truth, Ling Zhao, originally planned to walk around, but Liu Wumei came up uninterestingly, and smiled gently: "Miss Ling, are you going to the back mountain?" Can you bring me along? ”

"What do I take you for?" Ling Zhao looked at her calmly: "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

Liu Wumei suddenly became shy, and his cheeks were slightly red: "I want to find a contract beast, I don't know if Miss Ling can take me with me." ”

Ling Zhao was speechless for a while, she really avoided Liu Wumei now, Mo Yun's words did have an impact on her before, and Ling Zhao's feelings for Liu Wumei were also extremely complicated: "My spiritual power is not high, you go find someone else, and there are also people who sell contract beasts in the Xiaoyao Pavilion, Miss Liu can go and buy one." ”

Liu Wumei was unrelenting and pestered Ling Zhao: "Then Miss Ling can accompany me to take a look?" ”

"No, no." Ling Zhao refused.

She refused and walked away.

Ignoring Liu Wumei's obstruction.

Coincidentally, Ling Zhao met Suyuan again at the gate of the city, Suyuan was carrying a burden on his body, and he looked angry, after thinking about it, Ling Zhao still stopped Suyuan: "Suyuan." ”

Hearing someone call him, Suyuan turned around and saw that it was Ling Zhao, he was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly ran over: "Ling Zhao, it's you." ”

Ling Zhao nodded, looked at the burden behind him again, and looked puzzled: "What are you doing here?" Don't live in Ink City? ”

Sukuhara shook his head: "I can't stop it." ”

"Why?"

Suhara said: "Do you remember that chapter three? He was ruined by you before, and his eyes and that ......" Speaking of this, Sukuhara was a little embarrassed: "That place, since he was abolished, his temper has become weird, but a few days ago, Zhang San's cultivation suddenly soared. ”

"Now it's a third-order spirit master's cultivation."

"It's also a bad fate, the place where I live now is near Zhang San, his cultivation soared, and he began to be arrogant again, he bullied people when he saw them, I stopped them a few times and couldn't stop them at all, you know, our alchemist's spiritual cultivation qualifications are not good, and there is not much cultivation at all."

"I can't beat him, and I'm bullied by him, so I don't plan to live."

"Soaring? Did you take any medicine? Ling Zhao asked.

Sukuhara shook his head: "I don't know, but there is no pill that makes people cultivate into a sudden surge, and some of them can only last for a few hours, and the highest is only four hours, and they also have a strong ability to resist and devour, but Zhang San has been for several days." ”

"I've also observed, he doesn't have a reaction to being eaten back at all, and his current cultivation is still faintly rising."

Ling Zhao's brows tightened, this situation was very wrong.

It's weird.

"Can you take me to see it?" Ling Zhao said to Su Yuan.

Suyuan was a little worried: "It can be, but after all, there is a festival between you and Zhang San, and I am afraid that he will take revenge on you with his current cultivation." ”

"It's okay, we'll take a sneak peek." Ling Zhao said: "I won't provoke him, just look at his situation, this kind of thing can't be let go, don't worry, I have people who know the City Lord's Mansion, when the time comes, I will show the City Lord's Mansion." ”

When Ling Zhao said this, Suyuan relieved his heart slightly, and then nodded: "Okay then." ”

After that, Ling Zhao followed Shuyuan to his residence, and Ling Zhao saw Zhang San in the middle of the road, his eyes were covered with a layer of white veil, sitting on the Taishi chair, crossing Erlang's legs, and his eyebrows were gloomy and full of depression.

Ling Zhao and Suyuan got closer and hid in a corner.

Ling Zhao saw that Zhang San was holding a son in his hand, and at the end of the rope was an old man, the rope was tied around the old man's neck, like a dog, Zhang San was still laughing, and the other hand held a whip and kept pumping on the old man's body: "Old waste!" Lick your shoes clean! ”

A whip was whipped on the old man's shoulder, overflowing with a trace of blood, the old man couldn't hold it and lay on the ground, Zhang San was immediately unhappy, raised the whip and whipped it again: "It's really a waste of his brewing, Lao Tzu let you get up!" Lick your shoes for Lao Tzu! ”

None of the people around dared to step forward to stop them, and they all cowered aside in fear.

A little boy suddenly rushed out of the crowd, the young man ran to the old man, opened his arms and tried to block the old man, facing Zhang San, his immature face was full of anger and resentment: "Let go of my grandfather!" ”

Zhang San's eyes were wasted, but at this moment, as if he could see, he raised his whip again and hit the young man's body accurately: "The little waste of the old waste belt!" ”

He sneered: "You want me to let your grandfather go, okay, come and kowtow to Lao Tzu, kowtow until Lao Tzu is satisfied, and when Lao Tzu is satisfied, you will release your grandfather." ”

The old man was prostrate on the ground, his boring old hand tugging at the corner of the little boy's clothes, and he couldn't say anything from his mouth, only a pair of cloudy eyes filled with deep worry and distress.

The little boy straightened his waist: "I'll knock!" ”