"I know that Ling Fei is the most powerful!"

I bite a hawthorn covered with sugar, pull it off the bamboo skewer with all my might, and chew it whole until my mouth is full of sugar. Ling Fei smiled as usual, his right hand secretly accumulated, and he violently raised it in an attempt to hit the back of the neck. However, when the slightest difference was about to hit, he was turned into his palm by an inexplicable force.

This power was not great, as if it was just able to counter him, and it did not shake his hand away, but was stroked by him on the tip of his hair, like a dragonfly dotting water. The fingertips passed through the green silk, and the hands were full of itching.

It is the internal force, the exercise of overcoming rigidity with softness.

It doesn't seem to be deliberate, but it seems that another person is present and takes the opportunity to warn him.

"Ling Fei?" I didn't know why, I wiped my mouth indiscriminately, and asked with a glare, "What's wrong?"

Ling Fei was stunned for a moment, then pretended to shrug his shoulders senselessly, and said with a smile:

"No, your hair is messed up. ”

What a clumsy cover-up, but my aunt was convinced, touched the bun, and smoothed the end of the hair, and then confirmed again:

"And now?"

Ling Fei opened his mouth, he originally wanted to respond to the sentence "Okay", but when the words came to his mouth, he actually changed his words:

"Auntie, don't kill Hoang, I'll take you away, you can go wherever you want!"

The blazing light in my eyes when I always looked at him finally dimmed, and the bright smile froze and stiffened for a moment, disappearing little by little. She lowered her head and pursed her lips, and then stuffed the sugar gourd that had only taken a bite back into Ling Fei's hand.

The martial arts reopened, and the various sects were lined up on three sides, and it seemed that everything had not changed as yesterday, except for the Ghost Luo Sect, which lost its spirit, and died down.

The Moon God Temple was late, Ye Qianying avoided the, took a detour and sat down, took a cup of tea by himself, and stared at the ring without squinting.

The death of Ghost Qianhan opened the eyes of the people in the rivers and lakes.

After this battle, everyone refused to act rashly, for fear that they would come out rashly and end up with a miserable end, and if they lost their dignity, if they really lost their lives, it would be worth the loss.

Therefore, they gathered here early in the morning, and no one dared to threaten to challenge.

Seeing that most of the incense was burning on the stage, and the tea under the seat was cold and added, Yin Xiaoyun couldn't sit still, but it was Tang Men who spoke first.

Tang Li is a handful of years old, and he can be regarded as a senior elder who is born after a vote, but this person is famous, but it is full of scandalous secrets with his adopted daughter Xu Yanbing decades ago. At that time, Xu Yanbing did not hesitate to sacrifice his hue and use Xiao Duanhong, the world's fastest sword, to fight against Tang Men, just to get rid of the entanglement of his father-in-law Tang Li. However, Xiao broke off his strength and was lonely, and finally ended up with a broken family and a crazy end, and Xu Yanbing also committed suicide when he was captured back to the Tang Gate, and Xiang Xiaoyu died.

Since he became the king and defeated the king, after all, it was the Tang Sect that drove the fast sword prodigal son Xiao Duanhong crazy, and no one has ever talked about what Tang Li did, whether it was right or wrong. Even when they meet, they must be saluted and respected, and they must be honored as "elders".

"Heroes," Tang Li held his stomach and moved to the martial arts, looking at the tall and arrogant, his body was like a pier, no more than three pieces of tofu high, and he was dressed in a purple and gold robe, with a big red belt, and his feet were double-bottomed soap boots, and his oily head was powdered, and he looked like a bouncing fat steamed bun from a distance, "and listen to the words of the old man." ”

Ye Tianying saw that it was difficult for this person to even walk, and sympathized with him that it was not easy to live, so he put down the tea cup in his hand and raised his eyebrows slightly. However, Yang Kaiyue did a full posture of respecting the elders, and sat and stared at the people on the stage without turning his eyes, and the rules were inevitably mixed with a little snobbery.

"Heroes, yesterday was here, a little-known girl defeated the Ghost Luo Sect Leader Ghost Qianhan in one move, she is indeed a rising star, and she should not be underestimated. But if the major sects admit defeat without a fight, and let her stinky doll ascend to the supreme position, what is the right path of martial arts? Where is the morality of the rivers and lakes?"

What I really want to ask about these words is what kind of face each family has.

Ye Qianying shook his head with a smile, picked up the cold tea again, held it in the palm of his hand and didn't drink it, happy to fiddle.

She's a smart person.

Tang Li stood up at this time, not to mention the responsibility of the Tang Sect, not to mention the challenge of the slender man, the words and sentences pointed directly to the supreme position of martial arts, and it was clear that he was using the method of agitation to catch a person who could not hold his breath and wanted to die.

Coincidentally, there is such a fish.

"Elder Tang, this is a mistake!"

The sound is like a bell, swallowing bullfighting, a face with a high nose and a wide mouth, a tall and burly body, and a man with iron bones, who is the master of the Divine Sword Hall, Huo Ang.

The divine sword and the heavenly sword are world friends, there is a way to be the Jiangnan Heavenly Sword, and the Mobei Divine Sword, the two were originally irrelevant to each other, but there are always good people who insist on comparing the north and south. In the early years, the Tianjian Yang clan was kind and charitable, and had a good reputation in the Jiangnan generation, coupled with the sword god Yang Jilang traveled around to fight for righteousness and righteousness, and made good connections, making the Tianjian Gate famous in the martial arts and becoming a model of decency. Although the Divine Sword Hall has also done all the chivalrous things, it is located in a remote area, and it is rarely remembered to leave a name, and it is even more reluctant to make friends with the family.

It is understandable that people in the world are keen on superiority. In the past, Huo Lin was reluctant to deal with rumors when he was in power, but after Huo Ang killed his brother and seized the throne, the situation was very different.

Huo Ang and his people acted impulsively, recklessly, and unscrupulously, and they were very happy, taking advantage of the fact that the Heavenly Sword Gate was bloodbathed in the Ghost Domain, they joined forces with the Seven Star Hall, the Tang Gate, and the Jiufeng Sect, and besieged the Ghost Domain in the name of revenge for the Heavenly Sword. Then he joined forces with the ghost Qianhan who was still in the ghost domain, and used the power of the Anchu court to force the plague to death and destroy the ghost domain. And the Heavenly Sword Gate was at a time when it was not in turn, Yang Kai was out of the house at the beginning of the month, although he was cautious and retreated, but it was difficult to convince the public at such an age, and gradually made the Heavenly Sword Gate fall behind.

At this point, the Divine Sword Hall has replaced the Heavenly Sword Gate, and the Central Plains Martial Arts is the only one.

At this time, Huo Ang stood up, seemingly stubborn and reckless, but in fact it was reasonable, and it was more in line with the ambition of the Divine Sword Hall.

"It's just a wild girl, I'm Hoang, and I've been taught. ”

Ye Qianying was really interested this time, so he simply pushed the tea away, and watched her every move sideways.

Sure enough, the unsheathed long sword shone out again, and the blade flashed with a bloody light, plated with a layer of cold light.

It was an ordinary sword, as ordinary as Xiao Duanhong's world's first Broken Hung Sword, an invincible bladeless sword in the Ghost Domain. The most ordinary sword, killing fast, and many, without blinking.

Ye Tianying was unmoved, but Ling Fei, who had been sitting beside Miao without saying a word, vaguely felt that something was wrong.

My aunt wanted to kill Huo Ang, and Huo Ang stood up to kill her, is there really such a good thing in the world?

Or is it the person who wants to kill Huo Ang, it is completely accurate, yesterday's ghost Qianhan's death caused everyone to endanger themselves, at this juncture, only a reckless man like Huo Ang will come out!

"Ling Fei, you don't want me to kill him, do you?"

The difference is that this time, Miao Miao did not directly lift her sword to the martial arts, but turned to Ling Fei and asked.

"Yes. ”

Ling Fei stared at her for a long time, finally spat out a word, and then turned his head to the side, avoiding her gaze.

"Ling Fei, it's not good to kill people, isn't it?"

She asked again, but Ling Fei didn't know how to answer.

Who can say for sure whether the murder is wrong or right?

Yes, there is only cause and effect.