Mo Qingzhi also saw Xiang Junhao's thoughts, he was not worried about what big problems would happen to Jun Hao's side, at most, Liu Quan was rescued and escaped by his men. After this whole incident, Xiang Junhao's young psychology will grow, and the people he will know will know how sinister the hearts of people will be, and even what the evil demon clan has done. But judging from Xiang Junhao's current approach, he was also worried that this kid would have something obscure in his heart because of this matter, which would affect his cultivation of the righteous path.

At this time, Mo Qingzhi also remembered that there was another nephew over there, Helan Xuanji, so he got up and looked over. At the beginning, the series of ambushes by the senior sister and brother left more than half of Liu Quan's men disabled, and then Helan Xuanji took advantage of the fact that they had not completely recovered their senses and released the second wave of preset ambush skills. It's also strange that the 100 or so people on the opposite side are too weak, most of them are rookies who have entered the spiritual realm, and a few leaders in the foundation building period. After being ambushed by the senior sisters and brothers of this Yuan Infant Realm level for two consecutive times, those who can be willing to fight again regardless of their lives can be counted.

I only heard Mo Qing holding this side and shouting loudly at Helan Xuanji:

... Xuanji, you have to pay attention to the rhythm of the group attack...

... What kind of prison are you putting in at this time...

... Yes, that's all...

... Oops, use the shadow guards to block the back and don't be surrounded...

... You're now attacking in groups, not heads-up, and you're going to kill as many opponents as you can with every move...

I don't know if Helan Xuanji over there listened to it, anyway, she kept her head down and beat herself as she wanted. Anyway, she remembered the point that Mo Qingzhi explained, and killed the opponent's strength as quickly as possible as soon as she started the battle, and then dragged the opponent's stragglers, giving Xiang Junhao the opportunity and time to challenge Liu Quan alone. Helan Xuanji has never carried out a thing so seriously, and this time she is not only engrossed in carrying it out, but also devoting herself to it. After all, the other party is a little into the spirit and the foundation of the first product, and she still has an essential gap in strength with the first product of Yuanying, although it is also difficult for her to fight, but it is not impossible to clean up, as there are fewer and fewer opponents who can stand up and fight again, the situation on Helan Xuanji's side is also good.

Returning to Xiang Junhao's side, Liu Quan, who was being entangled in close quarters, was already covered in blood loss and was covered in injuries, and now he was standing there and looking hard. Xiang Junhao took a few steps back and distanced himself from Liu Quan, with a sharp look in his eyes, as if he was about to cut Liu Quan with a thousand knives.

Xiang Junhao raised his knife and asked: Do you want me to hand over the treasure?

Liu Quan leaned against a tree, his shuriken drooped on the ground, and said weakly: Don't do it, spare your life to the young sect master...

Xiang Junhao then asked sharply: Then my big wolf demon and the two innocent little brothers who were killed by you just now, how do you calculate these two accounts?

Liu Quan was slashed dozens of times by Xiang Junhao in a row, and there was no place on his body that was completely fast, and the rapid blood loss made him completely lose his strength, and he sat on the ground with his butt leaning on the trunk. He just kept repeating: Spare your life to the young sect master... Spare your life to the young sect master...

Mo Qingzhi walked in front of Xiang Junhao at this time and stood side by side with him, looking at Liu Quan, who was still breathing. Mo Qing stared at Liu Quan with his eyes, but asked Jun Hao in his mouth: His current injury is indeed quite serious, but if he can be treated at this time, he still has a good chance of surviving, but he can't recover in a year and a half.

It was a literal sentence about the diagnosis of the injured person's injuries, but this sentence sounded like another kind of words in Xiang Junhao's ears, as if he would wait for him to come back to life, and it would definitely be a big trouble after he recovered again. Xiang Junhao slowly walked forward to Liu Quan's side, raised the knife and rested it on Liu Quan's chest. Liu Quan instinctively held one hand to the tip of the knife, and said with blood in his mouth: I beg to spare my life to the young master, and I will not forget the grace of the young sect master not to kill...

Xiang Junhao turned his head to look at Mo Qingzhi, and the eyes that were as fierce as a wolf just now became indecisive at this moment. He is still just a novice who has just entered the rivers and lakes, and he can't be ruthless when he experiences the bloody wind and rain between people for the first time. And Mo Qingzhi looked at him with a cold look in his eyes, and just said lightly: Your senior sister is still fighting with them for you.

These words are like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and it sounded like another warning to Jun Hao: Your senior sister is fighting for you, if you don't kill him, she will definitely come back to bite you in the future, and today's work will be wasted, and it may be you who will lie on the ground at that time!

Xiang Junhao turned his head to look at Helan Xuanji's side, although it was not difficult to fight, but after all, it was inevitable that he would be injured by one enemy and many enemies. Helan Xuanji's beautiful face and delicate military uniform were already stained with blood, and she didn't know if it was her wounded blood or the blood of the enemy, and it seemed that her energy was almost exhausted. Xiang Junhao turned back to look at Liu Quan under the knife, his eyes became dull, full of regret and grievances. But the body involuntarily stabbed the tip of the knife into Liu Quan's heart under the subconscious command of the brain. Liu Quan didn't beg for mercy at this time, and scolded with his last breath: Xiang Junhao, you bastard! I won't let you go if I become a ghost! The Yan family won't let you go!

In this way, the knife went in and out, and after pulling out the knife to Jun Hao, he took a few steps back in a daze, holding the knife against a tree, and staring at Liu Quan, who was killed by him, with his eyes fixed. In the battle with Helan Xuanji over there, a few people who finally found a gap and divided their troops to support saw that Liu Quan was dead, and immediately beckoned everyone who was still fighting with Helan Xuanji to disperse. Helan Xuanji, who suddenly had no opponent, stared at the gang of people and disappeared with a sigh of relief, she finally couldn't bear it anymore when she was exhausted, she knelt on one knee, stuck her sword on the ground with one hand to support people from falling, and covered her chest with the other hand, and spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground.

Mo Qingzhi didn't go over to help He Lan Xuanji, He Lan Xuanji was just too tired, and he could come back by himself after a while. Mo Qingzhi stared at Xiang Junhao in front of him, although he didn't make a sound, but those who knew him knew that today's incident had a great impact on him, and what was revealed in his dull eyes was grief and hatred. Hate himself for killing people? Hate Mo Qingzhi for teaching him to kill? Grieve that he became cold-blooded? Grieve that this is not his heart's intention? But from the moment Xiang Junhao said to Mo Qingzhi in the cave, "The servant dies", all this is doomed. Killing and revenge is not a child's play, it is not a matter of touching the skin of the mouth, it is really to end the life of a living spirit, it is completely different from the feeling of killing a demon beast, this is what Xiang Junhao needs to experience and learn on the road to growth.

Mo Qingzhi stepped forward, took down Xiang Junhao's knife, held his head with his hand, and said to him: Evil sometimes stops at killing, and good may also end at killing. Whether it is good or evil is often not the one you know best, trace back to the cause and effect conclusion, and see whether good and evil will benefit one party or harm one place.

Xiang Junhao looked at Mo Qingzhi blankly, and said in his mouth: Is the killer who stops evil an evil person or a good person?

A few days later, the Tiansheng Empire Xuzhou Yanfu

Yan Song's study is located in the front yard of Yan's mansion, facing north and south. The four sides of the house are carved exquisite wooden boards, landscape figures, feather flowers, poetry collections, history Bogu, all kinds of patterns are carved by famous hands, colorful pins and gold inlaid treasures. There are also storage mallets in the wooden boards, storing books, setting up tripods, placing pen inkstones, offering flowers and vases, placing bonsai...

Yan Song leaned against a large screen of Baishou, and sat behind a Huanghuali carved and upturned head case, while Yan Zhiwen and Yan Zhihao stood in front of the case. The old housekeeper beside Yan Song was holding a letter from Xuancheng and was mindful of the two brothers.

After reading the letter, Yan Song looked at Yan Zhihao and asked: This is a letter from me from Xuancheng Mufu for investigation, and the content of the previous letter from Beiyue Iron Workshop is basically the same. I asked you to go to Xuancheng to keep an eye on the goods and contact the Mu family, you are really good, what kind of town hunting supervisor did you find to go to the mountains to find treasures? and you also went to provoke the people of Shangyunfeng Pavilion and the Heavenly Master's Mansion? You stupid pig-like Liu Quan is more than innocent!

Yan Zhihao hurriedly stepped forward and explained: Father, it was the son's fault to go to the mountains to hunt for treasures and have a dispute. But I didn't tell my subordinates what to do later, they all wanted to make meritorious contributions and do it on their own initiatives, and I didn't know anything about my son.

Yan Song snorted coldly and said: Without your usual arrogance, do they dare to act for the tiger?

Then he turned his head to Yan Zhiwen and asked, "Do you know all these things about your brother?"

Yan Zhiwen replied: Returning to my father, I know some, but I don't think the two Jianghu sects can make any waves, and Yunfeng Pavilion is blessed by the ancestors, and it won't...

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Song interrupted sharply, and a look of displeasure appeared on the old man's face. He said in a reprimanding tone without hurry: A Heavenly Master's Mansion really can't make waves, but Yunfeng Pavilion, do you think it's just a sect that relies on the ancestors to protect the rivers and lakes? Back then, Emperor Gaozu and the ancestor of Yunfeng Pavilion Xiang Yuan were friends of life and death, and the first emperor had studied there for several years, and when Emperor Sheng was young today, he listened to Xiang Jiying's teachings many times, not to mention that Yunfeng Pavilion was also for the safety of the Tiansheng Empire...

Yan Song was a little excited, but he stopped talking, as if he had some secrets that he couldn't tell. He slowed down and continued: This matter is over, Hao'er Xuancheng, you can't go, just rest assured to do a good job of contact with me, and I will send someone else to take over. Wen'er, you are now also the commander of the military attache in the same place, and you should look upwards more, listen more, ask more questions, understand more, and think more! You are too immature, don't always act recklessly as a martial artist...

Yan Zhihao: Father, then Xuancheng, our Yan family will endure it?

Yan Song casually picked up a scroll and smashed it at Yan Zhihao in front of him, blowing his beard and glaring, and scolded: Isn't it shameful enough? They all say that they must put the overall situation first! Xiang family can't understand at least now? What do you want to do with your subordinates who are arrogant and arrogant and insult Yu Gu to death? Do you want to take the Yan Mansion and his soldiers to the Yunfeng Pavilion of Wufeng Mountain to save face for you? You are an unsuccessful rebel! Ahem... Ahem, ahem...