Mo came to the outskirts of the small village he had passed by with uneasy feelings.

At this time, there was still the original peaceful atmosphere, the crops were trampled by the horses, and the village was still filled with black smoke...

There are soldiers fighting a group of unknown people in the distance!

Those people look like a bunch of rogues!

Mo Qing didn't care so much, and rushed straight to the village...

The small village is in a terrible situation, the rents that have been smashed and set on fire, the villagers who have been killed...

Two days ago it was a peaceful village, but now it is like a corner of hell...

Mo Qing suddenly heard a heart-rending cry, so he hurriedly ran over.

Mo Qing saw a thin figure holding a half-naked woman crying, the cry was heart-rending and full of despair...

The thin figure was bloody, the right shoulder, the arm that was hanging was gone!

Mo Qing hurriedly took out his newly bought clothes and wanted to wrap the corpse, but the thin figure tried his best to prevent him from getting close to the corpse...

Mo Qing realized that the thin figure was a little familiar, and Mo Qing stepped forward and hugged him tightly.

"Sleep with confidence, Brother Mo Qing will help you avenge!Brother Mo Qing will help you avenge! Brother Mo Qing will help you avenge!" Mo Qing's voice gradually became hoarse...

"Xia, let him sleep for a while!" Mo Qing yelled at Xia.

Mo Qing felt that the child in his arms was asleep, put him next to the corpse, and then wrapped the corpse in his robe...

At the moment when Mo Qing wrapped the corpse, Mo Qing suddenly became calm...

As if the emotion generator had failed, Mo Qing quietly climbed onto the back of the pig wild and galloped away as if nothing had happened.

Suddenly, Inono seemed to feel a fainting sensation, and if it wasn't for Xiya's timely action, Inono would have fallen to the ground with no emotion.

At this time, Mo Qing's body exuded extremely strong mental power fluctuations, and the invisible ripples swept away one after another...

The Nian Jin in Mo Qing's mind was interfering with Mo Qing's emotions with the emotion generator, but Mo Qing did not follow the emotional guidance of the emotion generator as before.

The confrontation between the two became more and more intense, and Mo Qing himself seemed to be unaware, the two clashed fiercely, and the fluctuations of the telekinesis around Mo Qing became more and more intense!

But Mo Qing was as if he didn't feel anything, his face was expressionless, and he had only one thought in his heart, kill them! kill them!

The pig wild rushed into the crowd of rogues with Mo Qing recklessly.

Drawing the sword technique, the breeze blows, the wind sword slashes instantly, the person seems to freeze, until Mo Qing kills two more rogues before slowly falling, and the corpse is separated...

Mo Qing broke away from the pig field, stepped on the footwork of the Liuyun Sword Technique, and moved, jumped, and swung his sword at the side of the Liukou crowd...

Mo Qing was like a nimble dancer, dancing in the crowd, only the gushing pillar of blood showed that he was not dancing, but killing!

Mo Qing seems to be incarnated as a silent god of death, harvesting noisy lives one by one...

The fluctuation of the telekinesis around Mo Qing's body became more and more intense, and as Mo Qing moved, the rogues and soldiers within the range would feel fainting...

The soldier was fine, lying on the ground and sleeping, while the rogue awaited death.

"Mo Qing, stop, you can't be so reckless! you will be in danger!" Xia kept dissuading Mo Qing.

"Don't be impulsive—you're obedient, calm your emotions!"

But Mo Qing turned a deaf ear and waved his sword without saying a word...

The addition of a killing god accelerated the rout of the rogue, and the rogue kept retreating, and the soldiers of Yishan Town also chased and killed him!

Mo Qing's clothes gradually looked a little demonic, demonic black, red in black.

With Mo Qing's movements, the bright red blood droplets were shaken into a blood mist, and the red blood mist shrouded Mo Qing, like a demon god.

Not only were the rogues frightened, but the soldiers in Yishan Town were also shocked and inexplicably looked at this sword-wielding boy...

Mo Qing killed silently, and the pig field was extremely violent, the rough skin was invulnerable, but the pig field charged back and forth like a plow!

The fangs flashing with fierce light cut open the abdomen of the rogues one by one, and then shook their heads violently, pushing them into the air, like tanks, shuttling through the crowd of rogues, reaping their lives furiously...

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When night fell, hundreds of nearly a thousand rogues were slaughtered, and Mo Qing, who was covered in blood, returned to the small village, staggered to the child's side, and kept muttering:

"Brother Mo Qing helped you take revenge, Brother Mo Qing helped you avenge, Brother Mo Qing helped you take revenge..."

Mo Qing fell beside the boy with a sword...

......

Mo Qing seems to see two selves: one is full of feelings, joys, sorrows, joys and sorrows, and all emotions and emotions are complete;

The other self is the opposite, always with only one expression on his face, as if nothing can arouse the slightest mood swing in him.

Both of them live in their own worlds, not knowing each other, not bothering each other.

They froze together, and they all began to fuse the Nian Jin Essence, fell asleep together, and then woke up.

It's like two asymmetrical worlds suddenly overlapping, and two selves meet.

It was as if a fierce conflict had erupted between them, and the battle was extremely fierce, but silent.

Mo Qing just watched two diametrically opposed selves fighting together.

Although the two of them are constantly fighting, the scenes of the battle are constantly switching, mountains, rivers, seas, sky, underwater, and even into outer space.

Suddenly, the light and shadow distorted, and the whole world seemed to be swept into a whirlpool, and the whole world was crumpled into a small dot, and in the blink of an eye, it fell into darkness.

Immediately, that small dot suddenly burst open, and a strong light washed Mo Qing's sight...

......

"Mo Qing, are you awake? Great, great! Hahahaha, scared people to death, you big villain..." As soon as Mo Qing opened his eyes, Xia was there chattering non-stop.

"Yo Huo~ The little hero woke up? The young people now are really lazy, they sleep for three days and three nights, and they really don't let the old people worry~" An unfamiliar voice came into Mo Qing's ears.

What caught his eye was an old man with crane hair and a childish face, with one hand behind his back and one hand running his beard, although he was dressed in sackcloth, he gave people a feeling of fairy wind and bones.

"Who are you?" Mo Qing was a little puzzled.

"I'm the owner of this hospital, come, put on this dress. The old man motioned for Mo Qing to put on the clothes placed at the head of the bed.

"This can't be done..."

"Then do you still have clothes?" said the old man with a smile, and motioned with his eyes for Mo Qing to look down.

Mo Qing looked down, and suddenly his old face turned red, he was lying in someone else's house with his bare buttocks...

"You're welcome, change your clothes and come out to see me. After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and left without waiting for Mo Qing's answer.

Mo Qing was not pretentious, and put on new clothes in a slippery manner.

"Mo Qing, be careful, this old man is very strong!" Xiya said with some uneasiness.

"yes, I see. ”

I put on new clothes, cut my hair, and looked at myself with telekinesis.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it!

At this time, Mo Qing was dressed in white, from the inside to the outside, all white, without even a trace of variegation, even the socks and shoes were white.

Stepping out, Mo Qing felt as if he had become an immortal, and the fairy aura was fluttering.