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Hearing Long Chongyang's voice, the boy finally felt the long-awaited thrill of revenge.

The sharp knife stabs again and again, one knife, two knife, three knife, four knife...

After stabbing several times, the boy simply put aside the sharp knife, opened his mouth and bit down directly, the flesh was torn in his mouth, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

Long Chongyang did not expect that the last moment Mo Dust left him would end like this.

That young man hated him to the bone, to the point where he wished he could eat his flesh raw and sleep his skin.

As for Long Chongyang, who couldn't even move a finger, he could only watch helplessly as the boy bit off the flesh and blood of his body like a vengeful beast.

This kind of process is even more frightening than Ling Chi's stabbing.

The unspeakable extreme fear made Long Chongyang finally start to tremble non-stop.

He just wanted to slap the boy's brains apart like before, and stop this hellish torture.

However, all his limbs have been broken now, his skills have been exhausted, and he is completely powerless to struggle and resist.

All he was left with was endless pain and the fear of dying.

The red-eyed boy bit Long Chongyang frantically, as if he wanted to eat the man's belt and bones.

Along with the non-stop biting and tearing, there were low growls in his throat.

I don't know how long it took before the boy stopped slowly, panting heavily, and sat on the ground with his face covered in blood.

Beside him, Long Chongyang's whole body was covered in blood and flesh, and bloodshot bones had already been exposed in many places.

Blood flowed all over the ground, soaking down bit by bit from the black soil under him.

Under that side of the soil, countless innocent dead bones and howling souls were buried.

However at this time Long Chongyang is not dead yet, there is still a breath in his mouth that will not be broken.

For Long Chongyang, this was not a lucky thing.

On the contrary, under such torture, he only hoped that the young man could bite off his throat in one bite, so that he could be freed sooner.

But it backfired.

Although his internal energy was useless, Long Chongyang's vitality was still much stronger than that of ordinary people.

But it is also destined that he must bear all the pain before death with a clear consciousness.

The boy rested for a while, then picked up the sharp knife again.

At this moment, Long Chongyang was completely incapable of recognizable human appearance, he only let out a hoot from his throat: "Quick...kill...I..."

The young man raised his sharp knife high and murmured: "All the souls here, if you have spirits, open your eyes and see, our enemy is finally dying!"

Suddenly gusts of cold wind blew up in the air, and the whistling sound of the wind seemed to be the sound of many people crying and wailing.

Long Chongyang's muddy eyes suddenly opened wide, showing a look of incomparable horror, "No, don't..."

"flutter!"

The boy's sharp knife directly pierced Long Chongyang's heart.

The wind suddenly blew loudly, blowing the branches and leaves of the entire backyard, and dust everywhere.

Faintly, there seemed to be Long Chongyang's fearful cry, but the howling wind quickly drowned him.

Until then, the boy knelt on the ground and began to cry bitterly.

"I killed him!"

"I have revenge!"

"I killed him!"

All the humiliation and pain were finally relieved at this moment.

After crying for a while, the boy knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to the air.

"Engong, I now know that you are an expert, not a wronged soul."

"Please benefactor, accept Xu Shuo's worship."

The one who can break Long Chongyang's limbs and abolish his skills will only be stronger practitioners than him.

On this point, this young man named Xu Shuo has already thought about it very clearly.

But Xu Shuo waited silently for a long time, and the voice did not resound in the air.

Xu Shuo leaned over and kowtowed again, then raised the sharp knife, pointed the knife point inward, and pointed it at his heart.

With this knife, he will be completely free, and everything will return to dust.

At this time, a three-foot-long spirit beast with four-eyed firstborn suddenly ran in, holding a small cloth bag in its mouth.

Half a piece of paper was exposed from the opening of the cloth bag.

The spirit beast ran up to the boy, put down the cloth bag, and looked at him with round eyes.

Xu Shuo's heart moved, he put down the sharp knife, picked up the cloth bag and opened it, only to find that it was a storage bag, which contained countless treasures, spiritual materials, pills, and books.

Xu Shuo turned a blind eye to these things, took out the piece of paper and opened it, but saw a line of words written on it.

"Weiyuan Town Inn, Elder Wu Qianjun"

Xu Shuo was stunned for a while, looked at the spirit beast in front of him, and murmured, "Grandfather, do you want me to deliver this bag to the Weiyuan Town Inn?"

Of course the spirit beast couldn't speak, but just looked at him quietly.

Finally, Xu Shuo stood up from the ground with difficulty, put the storage bag in his arms, and walked outside step by step with some difficulty.

Just now, my heart was ignited by hatred, and I completely forgot about the injuries on my body that recorded humiliation. Now that everything is calm, I feel the pain in my body again.

But his pace did not stop.

"Being entrusted, even if you go through fire and water, you must complete it."

The four-eyed spirit beast followed behind him and ran out all the way.

After Xu Shuo walked out of the Changyun Gate, the entire Changyun Gate suddenly burst into flames.

Xu Shuo turned his head and took a look, then turned and left without looking back.

Mo Chen sat on the top of a towering tree, watching the fiery flames engulf the sinful land bit by bit, the blazing fire reflected in his eyes, as if his eyes were also burning with flames.

"Long Chongyang, you are wrong."

"Everyone in the world has a heart, this is true."

"However, the original heart should be the clear direction in the heart."

"To be clean in the midst of filth, to persevere in the chaos, to be sober in the midst of confusion, to cheer up in the midst of despair, this is called the original mind."

"You mistook the endless greed and desire in your heart as your original heart."

"Indulging desires and greed, even human nature has been wiped out, so how can we talk about the original heart?"

"If everyone in the world is like you, the murderer has the heart to kill, the looter has the heart of greed, and the conqueror has the heart of slaughter..."

"There are tens of thousands of people in the world, but how many people's hearts are there? How endless are desires?"

"By then, I'm afraid there will be no human world, only purgatory!"

Mo Chen stood up, flitted out from the treetops lightly, and disappeared into the darkness like a big bird.

So far, there is no Changyun Gate in the world.

In the inn in Weiyuan Town, Wu Qianjun stayed up all night.

I don't know what happened to the boy named Mo Chen once he went to Changyunmen.

It's just that Jiang Zhiling, who has always been quite congenial with the young man, although he has looked towards the direction of Changyun Gate many times, does not seem to have much worry in his expression, which makes Wu Qianjun a little surprised.

The sky had just dawned when he was awakened by a knock on the door.

Open the door, there is a young man outside the door, but not Mo Chen.

The young man's face was thin, but his brows were still fine, but his eye sockets were sunken, and there was a circle of blue.

Wu Qianjun was a little surprised, and asked, "This little brother came to visit early in the morning, is there something wrong?"

The young man bowed to Wu Qianjun, took out a cloth bag from his bosom, and offered it respectfully with both hands, saying: "Little Xu Shuo, entrusted by benefactor, I specially give this to the elder."

Wu Qianjun was a little puzzled.

"Your... benefactor?"

He could tell at a glance that the bag was not an ordinary cloth bag, it was a storage bag with vitality lingering on it.

Although he was suspicious, Wu Qianjun still took the bag and opened it. After a look, the contents inside made his eyelids twitch in shock.

There are countless treasures in the bag, as well as countless spiritual materials, elixirs, and exercises. I am afraid that the whole Qingfeng Valley can't match the things in this bag.

"This...this is..."

I wanted to say if the boy sent it to the wrong place, but the note inside was still there, clearly saying: "Weiyuan Town Inn, Elder Wu Qianjun."

Wu Qianjun was inexplicably astonished, and hurriedly asked, "Who entrusted you to send this?"

Xu Shuo said: "The little benefactor gave this to the little one, and I asked me to give it to the elder."

Wu Qianjun felt even more strange, "Who is your benefactor?"

Xu Shuo looked embarrassed, shook his head and said, "I don't know either..."

Wu Qianjun still wanted to ask, but Jiang Zhiling ran over with a happy face, holding the four-eyed golden-eyed beast in his hands.

Before the people arrived, Jiang Zhiling couldn't help but said with joy: "Elder, look, the four-eyed golden-eyed beast is back!"

Wu Qianjun was even more surprised when he saw it, and hurriedly asked: "What about little brother Mo? Has he also returned?"

A trace of disappointment flashed in Jiang Zhiling's eyes and said: "...No, he didn't come back..."

At this time, Wan Ruihua, Luo Xiao and other disciples rushed over again, and said loudly: "Elder, elder, something happened, something happened!"

Wu Qianjun's eyelids twitched.

Could it be that little brother Mo has encountered an accident?

Wan Ruihua and the others rushed in front of Wu Qianjun, and said repeatedly: "Elder, the flames are soaring at the Changyun Gate, it seems that something serious has happened!"

Wu Qianjun walked out of the inn quickly and looked in the direction of Changyun Gate. Sure enough, there were flames all over the sky, illuminating almost half of the sky.

Wu Qianjun frowned slightly, then turned to the young man and asked, "Little brother, did you come from Changyun Gate?"

Xu Shuo felt a pain in his heart, and when he thought of his miserable situation of being tortured, he couldn't help showing a look of sadness.

How seasoned Wu Qianjun is, with just one look, he can see clearly.

"This boy must have been kidnapped by that Long Chongyang..."

"It's just that someone rescued him and burned the Changyun Gate..."

Reminiscent of the storage bag in his hand, Wu Qianjun immediately came to a conclusion that made him feel terrified, "Could it be that this bag contains all the belongings of Changyun Sect?"

Thinking of this, Wu Qianjun's heart beat wildly.

He is not a greedy person, but such a large amount of wealth, just thinking about it, can understand what kind of changes it will bring to Qingfenggu.

But why does this person have to give such a large amount of wealth to Qingfenggu?

Does he have any relationship with Qingfeng Valley?

Wu Qianjun's thoughts suddenly became chaotic, after thinking for a while, he said, "I'll go to Changyun Gate to have a look!"

Looking back at the young man just now, Wu Qianjun said, "Can you wait for me, little brother? I still have a lot of doubts, and I hope little brother can answer them for me."

Xu Shuo hesitated for a moment.

After he was supposed to deliver the things, he left on his own, looking for a quiet place, and quietly killed himself.

But this Elder Wu is the one named by Engong to be served. Obviously, Engong attaches great importance to him.

"At that time, if he wants to ask something, I'll tell him, and it doesn't matter if I leave after I finish speaking..."

Chapter 251 Reappearance of Qingyue

Thinking of this verse, Xu Shuo nodded in agreement and waited for Wu Qianjun to come back at the inn.