"Ouyang Gongzi, what do you think of this person?" Mo Xian pointed to Xiao San, who was pale, and asked.

Ouyang Wannian glanced at it casually, shook his head and said with a light smile: "Just let Lao Lan watch and deal with it!"

Mo Xian snorted, and his two eighth-level Martial Venerable guards willingly threw people to the Blue Feather King.

Blue Feather King glanced at Xiao San coldly, this kind of person he hated the most in his life, since Xiao San escaped while he was fighting with the six eighth-level martial artists of the Glory Mercenary Group, he had already sentenced him to death in his heart.

Xiao San felt the Blue Feather King's eyes glancing coldly, as if he was looking at a dead man, and immediately understood that the other party was moved to kill, panicked in his heart, and blurted out a shout: "Senior of the Blue Feather King, don't kill me!!"

The Blue Feather King smiled indifferently and said expressionlessly, "Give me a reason not to kill you!"

"I can give that divine elixir to you......"

When Xiao San said this, he caught a glimpse of the sneering eyes of the Blue Feather King, and suddenly thought in his heart that this reason was indeed enough, after others erased him, his things would naturally belong to others, where did he need to send them? After thinking about this section, he understood that if he didn't come up with something interesting, his little life would be explained here today, so he just paused slightly, and then turned his mouth and said: "Senior, as long as you are willing to spare my life, I will tell you a shocking secret......

"The earth-shattering secret?" the Blue Feather King sneered disdainfully, "What earth-shattering secrets can you know?"

Seeing that the Blue Feather King didn't seem to believe it at all, Xiao San, whose fate was on the verge of death, was anxious, and said urgently: "Senior, the junior master is the Wind Evil Martial Saint of Chixia Mountain, this earth-shattering secret is the master and his old man's life in exchange, it is definitely not a lie to you!"

"The Wind Evil Martial Saint of Chixia Mountain?" the Blue Feather King was surprised when he heard this.

"This Xiao San turned out to be the apprentice of the Wind Evil Martial Saint?"

In the carriage, Mo Xian and his two eighth-level martial guards' faces changed drastically.

Ouyang Wannian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked, "This Wind Evil Martial Saint is very powerful and famous?"

"It's very powerful, but the most famous thing is not that he is so powerful, but his reputation for killing, if we talk about killing people in our Mingyue Empire, this Wind Evil Martial Saint says that he is second, and no one dares to call him first. Mo Xian explained.

Ouyang Wannian frowned, perhaps because he was born in his special family, his surname has been very sunny since he was a child, and because of the doting of his parents, grandparents, and a large group of senior brothers and sisters, he has never had the opportunity to see the murderous, bloody and dark and vicious things in the past thirteen years. That is, his parents, grandparents, eldest brothers, and a large group of senior brothers and sisters were afraid that he would suffer, so they told him about this aspect, and I just hope that he will remember it in his heart, and he will know how to deal with this kind of similar thing in the future.

Because of this, after coming to this world, except for the ninth-level martial saint who had been killed by the nameless yet, he would teach the rest of the people a lesson at most. The most serious thing is to be disabled, and it will not easily take people's lives. He has always felt that everyone has done something wrong, as long as he can repent after doing wrong, it is definitely a commendable thing. Therefore, whether it was the people like Shenhou Zhi who wanted to take his surname at the beginning, or those who beat him up when he was in the City Lord's Mansion, he didn't kill all these people, just a lesson of different severity.

Of course, Ouyang Wannian didn't do this because he wanted to be a saint, if those people didn't change after repeated teachings, and they were still like this when they encountered it again, then he wouldn't mind killing them. After all, it's only three things, Ouyang Wannian's idea is that I can give you the opportunity to repent, but if you don't cherish it, you will find death yourself.

In fact, Ouyang Wannian has such an idea now, the most important thing is that he is at a different level from the people in this world, and his vision of seeing things is naturally very different. For example, if a small ant bites you, it doesn't hurt or itch, and after you catch it, then whether you pinch it to death or not basically depends on whether you are in a good mood at that time. But if a mouse or a snake bites you, after you catch it, the result will be very different, and the mouse or snake will be dead.

Far away, Ouyang Wannian heard Mo Xian say that the Wind Evil Martial Saint was so murderous, and he was somewhat disgusted in his heart, but he was not the kind of guy who had an excessive sense of justice, so he didn't think about destroying this Wind Evil Martial Saint on behalf of the moon.

Mo Xian introduced the Wind Evil Martial Saint in the carriage, and outside the carriage, the Blue Feather King began to look at Xiao San squarely, and only after seeing Xiao San trembling in horror did he say aloud: "What is the big secret, you can tell me, if you say that the old man is satisfied, I don't mind sparing your dog's life." ”

Xiao San slandered in his belly, but he hesitated for a long time on the surface, until the Blue Feather King's face became a little impatient, he gritted his teeth, took out half of his sleeve from the space ring, handed it to the Blue Feather King and said, "Senior, you take a look at this first." ”

Seeing this, the Blue Feather King was very puzzled, but he also knew that at this moment, this Xiao San didn't dare to find death and take something to fool him, so he quietly took over the half of his sleeve. As soon as the sleeves were opened, the Blue Feather King, who had always looked indifferent, was moved.

In the carriage, except for Ouyang Wannian, who was still calm as usual, the other four people were shocked, and they also saw the half of the sleeve, although they also guessed that the half of the sleeve that Xiao San took out at this moment must be of extraordinary origin, but they didn't expect it to be so extraordinary that the predecessors of the Blue Feather King were moved.

Half-loud, the Blue Feather King, who had returned to normal, stared at Xiao San tightly, and asked in a solemn tone, "Where did you get this half of your sleeve?"

Xiao San understood that this half of the sleeve finally aroused the interest of the Blue Feather King, which was also something he expected, seeing that the Blue Feather King asked, he said boldly: "Senior, the junior needs a promise from you, as long as the junior tells you this big secret, you have to promise the junior not to hurt my master and apprentice's surname, otherwise the junior would rather die than say it." ”

The Blue Feather King immediately made a promise, and only then did he say, "As long as everything you say is true, the old man will naturally not be difficult for you." ”

Xiao San put his mind at ease, a promise of a ninth-level martial saint, that is definitely worth believing, looking at the half of the sleeve in the hand of the Blue Feather King, Xiao San sighed and said: "Where did this sleeve come from, the juniors don't know ......" Seeing that the Blue Feather King's eyes widened, Xiao San hurriedly explained:" Don't worry, seniors, and let the juniors say carefully, this half of the sleeve was brought back by the junior master from somewhere, the master was very seriously injured when he rushed back, and took out this half of the sleeve to my three brothers, and before I had time to explain anything to us, the person had already fallen into a coma. The three of us brothers checked Shizun's injuries at that time, and found that his old man's meridians were all damaged, and his five internal organs were shattered, and now he was completely relying on the powerful cultivation of the ninth-level martial saint to hold on to his breath......

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