"Of course there is, as long as there are people, there will be justice!"

"Why?"

"Because where there is sin, where there is sin, there is justice!"

"Where there is sin, there is justice, and when sin comes, where is justice?"

"If it doesn't appear, it doesn't mean that it won't happen, and it doesn't mean that it will never appear, but the timing of justice is often not very good and timely! But justice is there, there is, there must be!"

People often say: There is no good and evil in the rivers and lakes, and some are just people's hearts. Therefore, for thousands of years, the debate between good and evil has stirred up countless rights and wrongs, but it has never ended.

The condensed atmosphere originates from good and evil, and for thousands of years, similar scenes have happened in many corners of the rivers and lakes!

Jiang Feng has no good or evil in his heart, and the power of one person is too small compared to a world. Therefore, integration is the most suitable method. How much time does it take for a person to completely change himself? At least, Jiang Feng is already a Jianghu person in his bones.

But now, Jiang Feng needs to completely change himself from a person in the rivers and lakes to an ordinary person living in the rivers and lakes.

The ordinary people in the rivers and lakes are weak and ordinary, and in the face of this turbid rivers and lakes, they can't choose their own fate. So, they believe in justice.

At this time, Dong Fangbo added another glass of wine and said, "Listening to Brother Jiang's tone, could it be that he is from a famous faction on the rivers and lakes?"

Jiang Feng shook his head and said lightly: "The term Jianghu is now getting farther and farther away from me!"

"Far or near, as long as you live in this world for a day, you can't leave this river and lake for a day!

Silence, silence for a long time, Jiang Feng couldn't think of words to refute, because no matter what, he was indeed in the rivers and lakes. You can't escape this, you can't put it away!

Since going down to Wudang Mountain, bits and pieces along the way have begun to emerge in front of Jiang Feng's eyes. That journey like a mortal, with everything that is most instinctive in his body to fight against all the difficulties and dangers in this day, this land, this nature and the rivers and lakes.

As he got closer and closer to nature and the ordinary, Jiang Feng thought that he had gradually moved away from the rivers and lakes and found his original self. And the clarity and clarity of his heart seem to prove it.

However, at this moment, Dong Fangbo's words made everything in Jiang Feng's mind begin to waver.

Jiang Feng is a person with a strong will, at least there are few people in this world who can face a boring pine tree and draw his sword tens of thousands of times a day. For a long time, although Jiang Feng's martial arts road has had occasional twists and turns, but on the whole, it has been a smooth journey, and everything Jiang Feng expected has happened according to plan.

"Jianghu, I am still in the rivers and lakes, even if I don't use martial arts, I am still in the rivers and lakes, and I am still a person in the rivers and lakes. So, isn't everything I did before useless, turning mortal, turning mortal, turning mortal, am I really wrong......"

Jiang Feng's face suddenly turned extremely pale, and his complexion, which originally looked a little healthy after experiencing the wind and frost, suddenly became extremely terrifying. Even the whitest white in the world could not describe Jiang Feng's face at this time.

"I want to jump out of the rivers and lakes, I'm still in the rivers and lakes, I'm not in the rivers and lakes, I'm not in the rivers and lakes......"

As the blood vessels surged under Jiang Feng's cheeks and around his neck, Dong Fangbo suddenly felt an overwhelming momentum from Jiang Feng's body, surging like waves of the sea.

At this time, the river breeze is like a powder keg that is extremely unstable internally, maybe as long as the next moment, maybe as long as there is a little bit of stimulation, the next moment, there will be an unimaginable burst of energy and destruction.

"Artistic conception, is it such a thing that is easy to comprehend......"

Dong Fangbo's long sigh was far and deep, looking at the river breeze at this time, he couldn't help but think of himself. The first half of his life was the most ordinary and ordinary person Jiang Feng was trying to become.

However, the rivers and lakes, the desires, the killings, the iron and the blood made him lose everything of himself. In order to become a strong man and become a strong man who can control his own destiny, he gave up too much and carried too much.

However, Dong Fangbo was also lucky, and on the day he fled in a hurry, he met his master. Even more fortunately, he, like his master, is a rare special physique in the world, born in the Yang year, the moon, the sun, the sun.

That was the first time Dong Fangbo felt the charm and horror of martial arts, and the two living people had been turned to ashes by unknown flames in the blink of an eye.

On the top of the snow-capped mountain, the head of the first generation of the Arctic Heavenly Sect Heyan Gusu lay there quietly. Dong Fangbo stayed there for three years, not only achieved the supreme martial arts of the most rigid and yang, but also comprehended the supreme realm and artistic conception above the inner kung fu Zhou Tian.

When he descended the mountain, he had abandoned his original name, followed his master, and changed his surname to Dongfang. The name Dong Fangbo is naturally not his real name, his current name, the surname is Dongfang, and his name is undefeated.

The first time he made a move, he easily defeated the director of the Sun and Moon God Sect, and left the master for his first postgraduate examination.

The second time, he hit the Wuyue Sword Sect in the Liu Mansion of Hengyang City, if it weren't for the profound people hidden behind the righteous path in the world, in that battle, no one from the Wuyue Sword Sect would have survived.

It was in Hengyang City that he saw Jiang Feng, a martial artist who had also reached the extreme of refining and refining qi, trying to find someone with artistic conception.

In the dark, he always had a feeling that they should have met, the kind of friends they should have met, and they were not passers-by, or enemies.

Jiang Feng, a very familiar name.

"Jianghu people are also people, ordinary people are also people, and they are also people, why do you have to distinguish so clearly?

Could it be that the fire lit by the people of the rivers and lakes is not hot, the water that the people of the rivers and lakes drink is not cold, and the mountains that the people see are rockeries, and the wind blowing by the people of the rivers and lakes can't bring coolness?"

Jiang Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, the more he cultivated his inner kung fu to a high and profound realm, the more external demons would be produced to plague him. Jiang Feng at this time was undoubtedly lucky, and Dong Fangbo's few words were no different from a slap in the face for him.

"Understood, it's me who got into the horns, it's better to believe than to have no book, and it's better to have no book than to have a heart!"

Looking at Jiang Feng, who seemed to be a little crazy, Dong Fangbo asked suspiciously: "Oh, I don't know if Brother Jiang trusted that book before?"

At this time, the momentum on Jiang Feng's body flickered for a while, and suddenly became invisible again. At that moment, he poured a glass of wine and said to Dong Fangbo: "Thank you Brother Dong for your help today, in the book I am in, I am afraid that Brother Dong will never be able to see it, since this is the case, don't mention it!" (To be continued.) )