A quarter of an hour ago ....

Mo Jue sat by the fire and looked at Qin Dang helplessly. The boy was holding his hands and circling around the fire.

Soon after Fan Wenxuan left, Qin Dang became like this. The worry on his face was palpable.

Mo Jue rubbed his sour eyes, stood up and walked under the tree, ripped off Fan Wenxuan's clothes and put them on his body.

Qin Dang, who was on the side, noticed Mo Jue's movements, hurriedly ran over, stared at Mo Jue and asked, "Where are you going?" Brother Xuan asked me to take care of you..."

Facing Qin Dang's inquiry, Mo Jue thought for a while before replying, "Go and get my clothes back, they contain things that are very important to me." What's more..."

As he spoke, Mo Jue paused. He took a deep breath before continuing: "I can't let him kill innocents. Whether it is right or wrong, whether it is good or bad, cannot be left to one person to evaluate. ”

Hearing this, Qin Dang immediately retorted angrily: "Innocent? Those people all deserve it, how can there be innocent people?" I think you are just nosy, but there are so many nosy things in this world, how much can you manage?"

"Yes, there are so many things in the world. I can't control it, but what happens in front of me, I can't ignore it. ”

After leaving a sentence, Mo Jue walked in the direction where Fan Wenxuan left, leaving Qin Dang in a daze with a puzzled face.

Those words just now, Mo Jue also came to a conclusion after thinking about it for a long time. This is also what the gentleman in Yangliu Town taught him, and it should be somewhat reasonable to think that the words of the ancients can be passed on to the world.

Thinking of this, Mo Jue was even more determined in his thoughts.

After walking for a while, Mo Jue found that Qin Dang was still in place and did not follow. So he turned around and called, "Qin Dang, are you coming?"

Qin Dang came back to his senses and saw that Mo Jue had already walked to the edge of the forest. In a hurry, he took his clothes from the tree and put them on his body, and replied, "Here it is." You wait for me....."

Back to the present, Mo Jue angrily asked Qi Zheng.

The latter scoffed, as if Mo Jue had said something ridiculous.

"Heh, you are really naïve. He's going to kill me..."

Mo Jue choked for a moment, not knowing how to refute. Qi Zheng stretched out his hands and said seriously:

"I have no ill will towards you. He's a wanted criminal in Feiyu Country, and I've known that for a long time. Why do you have to hold on to me?"

Mo Jue stepped forward to pick up the knife that had fallen to the ground, as if he could feel a sense of security. It's just that there are already a few cracks on the knife, and the edge of the knife is already broken. Looking at Qi Zheng, who had been with him for a few months, Mo Jue had never felt so strange, and couldn't help asking, "Who are you?"

"Oh... I forgot to tell you about it.... I am the third prince of Feiyu Kingdom...."

Qi Zheng replied with a look of sudden realization when he heard Mo Jue's words.

"Look at your expression, I know you want to ask why, because you're so easy to guess. All I can say is, you shouldn't be out of that place. Out of that place, you can't avoid something. Well, I can let you go, but you owe me a favor, how?"

As soon as these words came out, Qing Yuan looked at Qi Zheng, obviously wondering why he said that. Mo Jue was also very puzzled, but there were a lot of things that happened tonight, which made his head feel like a mess, and he couldn't figure it out.

Seeing that Mo should not be for a long time, Qi Zheng didn't care, and said with a slight smile: "Since you don't speak, I'll take you as a promise." We'll see you again later. ”

With that, he turned around and left with Qingyuan.

Mo Jue looked at Qi Zheng's departing figure in a daze, and the confusion in his mind lingered:

Qi Zheng said something inexplicably, and then left?

Will see you again, what does that mean?

"Mo Jue, it's not good. Brother Xuan fainted!"

While Mo Jue was pondering, Qin Dang's anxious shout came. Turning his head to look, Fan Wenxuan had already collapsed into Qin Dang's arms. The wound on his arm was bleeding nonstop, and the bandaged area was oozing blood. A slight rise and fall in his chest indicates that he is still alive. It's just that if the wound is not treated as soon as possible, it is estimated to be dangerous.

"What to do, what to do.... Can't stop...."

Qin Dang's face was flustered, a little masterless, his hands tightly covered Fan Wenxuan's wounds, and bright red blood flowed down his fingers. Mo Jue hurriedly stepped forward, cut a strip of cloth on his clothes with a knife and handed it to Qin Dang. Motioned to Qin Dang to bandage Fan Wenxuan.

He looked around to see if there were any herbs growing nearby. A majestic mountain peak came into his eyes, and Mo Jue's eyes flashed:

"Dao Yuan Peak, there must be someone above who can save him. ”

Greeting Qin Dang, Mo Jue picked up Fan Wenxuan and ran towards Daoyuan Peak.

"This little brother, can you stop and talk?"

A middle-aged man with a scruffy beard walked out of the forest and said to Mo Jue.

Although his tone was soft, the other party was holding a silver spear in his hand, and the killing intent on his face could hardly make Mo Jue believe that he had no malicious intent. Mo Jue could only stop, handed Fan Wenxuan on his back to Qin Dang, took out a long knife and held it in his hand and asked:

"Who are you?"

As he spoke, Mo Jue frowned and looked in the direction where Qi Zheng was leaving, his eyes flickering. The man glanced at Mo Jue's gaze before replying, "The first time we met, Zhang Yi met the little brother. Don't worry, those two are already far away and won't come back to save you..."

Obviously, Zhang Yi regarded Qi Zheng as a gang with Mo Jue, and deliberately waited for Qi Zheng to go away before appearing. Even he didn't fully grasp the strength of that woman, but the three wounded people in front of him were not worth mentioning at all.

The thoughts in his heart turned sharply, but the words in Zhang Yi's mouth did not stop:

"Hand over the token, and I'll give you a good time. If not, don't blame my men for being ruthless!!"

How is it a token again?

Mo Jue was full of doubts in his heart, but it was difficult to be good when he looked like this. I had no choice but to say to Zhang Yi: "The token is not with me, it was thrown into a waterhole over there by me." You go look for it, maybe..."

"Fart!"

Before Mo Jue finished speaking, Zhang Yi interrupted Mo Jue's words with a loud shout. I saw him laugh angrily, and said:

"Passing on the disciple's order, the winner is the one who passes it on. It's a well-known thing, and you're going to give up? When I'm a three-year-old, can't I?"

"Everyone knows it, then may I ask, is this what the people of the Cloud Sword Sect said personally?"

"I will still lie to you, or not, I see that you will not shed tears when you see the coffin. Let me give you a ride!"

Zhang Yi didn't want to entangle with Mo Jue anymore, so he rushed forward with a gun. He knew in his heart that there were not a few people nearby who were searching for Mo Jue and his party. The longer it drags on, the more disadvantageous it becomes.

The evil wind howled, and the long sword turned into a whip shadow and struck at Mo Jue. Mo Jue's backhand was a knife towards the barrel of the gun, but this knife fell short. As soon as Zhang Yi turned around, the silver spear changed its direction and attacked him. In his hurry, Mo Jue could only hold the knife in front of him.

'Ding~'

The sound of gold and iron resonating came, and Mo Jue's mouth was numb. Before he could recover his senses, the silver spear ran down the blade of the knife and picked it at him. Mo Jue subconsciously jumped back, but saw a gleam in Zhang Yi's eyes.

Oops! Fooled!

Mo Jue said secretly, it turned out that this was a false move, in fact, Zhang Yi did not use any force, and Mo Jue was fooled without checking for a while.

The corners of Zhang Yi's mouth rose, and the silver spear in his hand stabbed at Mo Jue's chest in mid-air. Mo Jue was in mid-air, with nowhere to borrow strength, and the silver spear came extremely fast, and the next moment was the end of passing through his chest.

Mo Jue closed his eyes, and a black and white world formed in his mind. There, Mo Jue clearly saw the trajectory of the silver spear. Mo was blessed to the heart, and the long knife in his hand slashed down, colliding with the silver spear.

However, the knife had been damaged in the battle between Fan Wenxuan and Qing Yuan, and at this moment, it was overwhelmed, and it was cut in two. It only worked to slow down the Silver Spear.

Mo Jue twisted his body with all his strength, and although he avoided the end of the cup passing through his chest, he still had a cut on his chest.

A hot sensation came from his chest, and Mo Jue fell to the ground, panting. There was a blur in his eyes, one battle after another, wounded. It had already exhausted his body, and he couldn't hold on anymore.

Zhang Yi didn't give Mo Jue time to rest, and he didn't care when he dodged that blow. Rushing forward again, the silver spear headed towards Mo Jue.

Mo Jue had the heart to dodge, but unexpectedly, a feeling of weakness came, and his feet suddenly became weak, and he was already unable to dodge.