"The Huashan School is a sword-making man. Since that's the case, after the martial arts conference, I asked Che Hua to follow me back to Xiaoxiang."

Lin Wandong said to the people around him:

"I will teach him to become successful with all my heart, but my arms are broken, which is a little trouble."

"The King of Medicine is here."

Zhang Tugou whispered to Lin Wandong:

"For more than half a month, Che Hua has been receiving treatment from the Medicine King. In a few months, the injury will heal and will not affect the sword."

"Well, that's good."

Lin Wandong said to Ren Hao:

"Leader, can you see my suggestion work?"

"Can."

Ren Hao nodded and said:

"It is naturally his luck that Master Lin is willing to teach Che Hua. However, I talked to him, and the young man was full of resentment and stubbornness. If the knot in his heart is not removed, there may be trouble in the future.

Master Lin should be more attentive.”

If Chen Qiu was here, he would probably have to bleed on the spot when he heard Lin Wandong's suggestion.

This leader Lin really has no self-knowledge.

Her swordsmanship is indeed powerful and she is unique in the martial arts world, but she should forget about her level of teaching her apprentice.

Senior Brother Lin Lang is still in his body.

While talking here, Mr. Lei’s speech was coming to an end.

He said that the Demon Cult is doing something wrong, especially the evil things done by the Holy Fire Sect, and even more, his eyes are red and he hates evil like hatred. Uh, this is not a pretender. Lei Ye really hated the Holy Fire Sect from the bottom of his heart.

"As long as I, Lei Lie, will not die for a day, my Heluo Gang will never stop with the Demon Sect! If the dispute between good and evil begins again in the future, my Heluo Gang will be the forerunner of the righteous people in the world!

Mr. Lei gritted his teeth, raised his fist, and shouted loudly:

In this Central Plains area, only the Heluo Gang is still there, so the Demon Cult can’t even think of cholera here!”

"All fellow practitioners in the world, today I will prove my oath!"

This was said with gritted teeth.

With the help of the true energy, the entire schoolyard could hear clearly, and immediately responded to the crowd. The crowd of tourists in the world were ignited with passion, and they shouted loudly, making the atmosphere more intense.

Beside Lei Ye, Che Hua's miserable eyes were red and tears flowed.

Since the sect was destroyed and he was rescued by the Beggars' Sect to Luoyang, he lived like hell on earth every day. Today, seeing Mr. Lei so righteous, he was also brave.

Those who dare to ambush the Demon Sect with their senior brothers are naturally not timid.

He also bit his fingers on the spot, and vowed and the Demon-Grinding Sect to perish. After writing the crooked blood, the entire schoolyard was like crazy.

Chen Qiu, who was sitting in it, was very uncomfortable.

He looked back at Xiao Tie and found that his brother was also clenching his fists and looking solemn.

Ah, Xiao Tie's father also died at the hands of the evil people of Tongwu Sect, and he and the Demon Sect were also invincible.

"Popularity, this is..."

Chen Qiu whispered.

He felt that although the times in this world have changed, some truths have not changed.

Ren Hao lets Lei Ye incite the people in the world to the bloody spirit and push the opposition between good and evil to the absolutely correct position. What is the difference between this and the populist politicians in his hometown who play with public opinion?

This is a very dangerous thing.

Throughout history, no one who dares to take the savior from the fire like this has a good ending.

Chen Qiu looked at the master seat, looking at the martial arts leader with a calm face, and the head elders with silent expressions.

He really didn't know whether his Uncle Ren and those seniors in the world had seen the crisis under such behavior?

This ball of fire is easy to ignite.

But it is not that easy to extinguish it without pouring enough blood on it.

He stretched out his hand, reached into his sleeve, and touched the sword jade on his wrist.

At this moment, amid the excitement of shouting, a very strange idea suddenly emerged in Chen Qiu's mind.

Back then, Zhang Moye wanted to unify the Demon Sect, to suppress the world and swallow the martial arts world.

Is it because he has seen this crisis long ago?

Maybe, he was just trying to put out this dangerous flame in his way...

"clang"

The low bell rang from the ring, interrupting Chen Qiu's thoughts.

He raised his head and saw Lei Ye and Ren Hao pushing the wooden block together and hitting the "Hero Bell". This bronze bell was commissioned by the Heluo Gang to prepare specifically for the opening and closing ceremony of the Central Plains Martial Arts Conference.

When the bell rang, it means that the martial arts conference officially began.

The bell was very crisp and with a hint of deepness that spread far, spreading from the school ground to the center of the circle and spreading towards the entire Luoyang City.

In Luoyang City, Zhang Moye, who was holding a cat, was sitting there on the eaves of an old neighborhood, holding a wine gourd in his hand. He silently looked at the direction of the schoolyard, with a hint of regret in his bright eyes.

"Ren Hao, Ren Hao, you always feel that you can do whatever you want with your iron fists. You live really purely. After so many years, you still don't know why I beat you up back then.

What is the difference between you and me, between good and evil?

Maybe you know, you just don't want to understand.

After all, if you deny these things, you will deny yourself, and you will still not want to give in to me."

The wind blew up Zhang Moye's gray hair. He drank a sip of wine, touched the fat cat who was sleeping soundly in his arms, and whispered:
Chapter completed!