I seized the Demon Emperor

Looking at the girl in front of him, Chen Luoyang found it interesting.

Why does this girl seem to have the potential to be both white and black?

He said calmly: "Can you really tell the difference between good and bad, right and wrong, good and evil?"

Ying Qingqing replied: "It's hard to tell whether a person is good or bad, but it's very clear whether he does good or evil."

"So, you made up lies to save people, is this good or evil?" Chen Luoyang asked casually.

"I think saving people is a good thing, but lying is wrong." Ying Qingqing pursed her lips: "But I couldn't think of any other way at the time..."

She lowered her head sadly.

Chen Luoyang looked at the other party with interest: "The purpose is right, the means justifies the means, you can't accept it?"

Ying Qingqing murmured: "You will do anything to do good, even if the result is good, but if you get used to it over time, it will become easier to take the step of doing evil.

Maybe some people think they can control themselves, but I am worried because I am weak..."

Chen Luoyang said calmly: "Xiu Zhe's black death bead took away the lives of tens of thousands of people in Qianzhou, the holy territory of our religion, and turned thousands of miles of mountains and rivers into a dead land.

In order to fight against this sect, Jiange and Xiu Zhe join forces. Do you think it is for good or evil? "

"I think Mr. Five and the others are planning to drive away wolves and swallow tigers. They think that as long as they defeat you and the Ancient God Cult, Master Chen, they can save more people." Ying Qingqing replied: "But if it were me, I wouldn't be able to do it. "

Chen Luoyang looked at the girl in front of him.

Suddenly he chuckled: "Have you ever thought that before you lost your memory, you might have been more ruthless and ruthless than me and Xiuzhe?"

The girl was startled.

There was a long silence.

After a long while, she whispered softly: "I have thought about it... but I dare not think deeply."

He looked like a newly hatched chick for the first time.

Chen Luoyang tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the seat.

He did not continue the topic just now: "If I had killed Xing Mang on the spot when I first met you and learned that you had lost your sword cultivation, would you have always concealed the fact that you can restore your cultivation at any time?"

"No." Ying Qingqing was no longer confused and lost, and answered simply this time: "Master Chen, you are kind to me. Although I want to help Jiange rescue Mr. Four back, no matter whether I succeed or not, I must give you an explanation. That’s it.”

The girl looked serious.

Chen Luoyang glanced at her lightly: "Ordinary people always like to speculate on existences that are far higher than them, and you have been led astray by them."

He hesitated: "Do you think I really need your Haotian Divine Sword as they said?"

The girl was slightly stunned.

After she came back to her senses, she said: "Master Chen is in good health, which is naturally the best, but the people in Jiange and Xia Dynasty think so. In order to calm their minds, I can only dispel the cultivation of Haotian Divine Sword."

She paused for a moment, and then sighed: "I believe in your magnanimity and credibility, Master Chen. Since Jingkou Yuyan has made it clear that Mr. Four will exchange with me, he will not break his promise. If Jiange and Xia Chao don't make any more moves, Mr. Four will be able to Peacefully regain your freedom.”

Chen Luoyang looked over and saw that although Ying Qingqing was very restrained in her emotions, her disappointment was almost beyond words.

"Perhaps Mr. Wu and others still don't trust you and your sect, right?"

Ying Qingqing shook her head.

Shi Jing, Li Tai and others insist on bringing her back with Xing Mang, and they are destined to take risks.

The first person to take the risk was Jie Xingmang, who was still in the hands of the Demon Cult.

Not to mention only breaking one arm.

As long as he can survive, it is even an ideal result.

"It doesn't matter what they think." Chen Luoyang said casually.

"If you are interested, you can ask yourself after our followers capture them."

Ying Qingqing sighed again.

After watching the other party retreat and return to the guest room to rest, Chen Luoyang stayed alone in the hall.

He pondered alone.

After learning that Xiuzhe had joined forces with Jiange and Xia Chao to save Helianzhe, Chen Luoyang regarded him as his helper.

A helper who made Ying Qingqing fall to him.

If it was still risky before, now that Xiu Zhe is a "helper", he is becoming more and more sure of Ying Qingqing's thoughts.

The more righteous a girl's outlook is, the easier it is to fall for the bait.

Later, Eunuch Xiao's attack on the sedan chair was even more unexpected.

But after the conversation just now, Chen Luoyang suddenly realized that he still didn't understand Qingqing well enough before.

Facing this seemingly ignorant girl, I need to be more cautious.

Therefore, he finally gritted his teeth and refused the temptation to use the other party's Haotian Divine Sword to heal his wounds, and pretended to be in front of the other party.

It's not because Ying Qingqing pretended to be stupid and hid it from him once before.

But because of this girl...

secret.

Do not ask.

Asking is the secret.

It's all a secret!

Chen Luoyang smiled bitterly in his heart.

He was a little undecided.

Simply get rid of it?

Give it a wide berth?

Stay and observe?

All kinds of thoughts kept spinning in Chen Luoyang's mind, one after another, circling back and forth.

He shook his head slowly and collected himself.

He moved his fingers, and a piece of gravel appeared in his palm.

The gravel shimmered with light, like sunlight.

It is the fragment of the sword-sharpening stone of the Master of the Sword Pavilion.

At this moment, the faint sword intention contained in it faintly resonated with the remaining Haotian sword energy in Chen Luoyang's body.

Previously, I also used this thing to verify that Ying Qingqing's Haotian Sword Intent was destroyed, only to find it again.

Now trying to figure out the meaning of the sword, Chen Luoyang had an idea.

The accumulation of alchemy is almost ready.

We can prepare to start refining the ten-turn return to origin pill.

As for the external enemies...

While Chen Luoyang was lamenting that he was too shameless, he communicated with the black pot with his mind, and the life information of Shi Jing and Xiu Zhe appeared again in his mind.

Well, according to the latest updated text, Xiu Zhe no longer fights with Shi Jing, Li Tai and others, but he did not continue to cooperate. Instead, the two sides parted ways and fled separately.

It seems that Xiu Zhe should have calmed down and started to prioritize self-protection.

Only by surviving can there be a chance of revenge.

Although it is difficult to determine their specific whereabouts from the text descriptions of the two people's life resumes, there are also clues to follow.

After pondering and studying, Chen Luoyang commanded a group of demon sect masters with confidence.

The six-dragon emperor chariot flew calmly in the sky.

The demon sect masters chased their opponents and made them panic.

…………

Two figures flashed into a valley.

One of the figures was carrying a third person on his back.

They were Shi Jing, the wise sword of Jian Ge, and Nie Hua, the flying sword.

The person Nie Hua was carrying was naturally his fourth junior brother, Jie Xingmang, the absolute sword.

Nie Hua put Jie Xingmang down and said to Shi Jing, "I'll deal with the traces on the road when we came here, you take care of the fourth junior brother."

Shi Jing nodded, and Nie Hua left.

Jie Xingmang's face was as pale as gold paper, and he was dying.

Most of the injuries on his body had been treated and were no longer so glaring.

Only his right arm was broken at the elbow.

Shi Jing looked at his senior brother quietly for a long time without saying a word.

Then, he slowly drew out his sword.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Nie Hua, who was out, was suddenly frightened and felt uneasy.

He returned to the valley and saw the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but stay on the spot.

Shi Jing's face was slightly pale, but his expression was calm and peaceful.

While bandaging his wound, he nodded to Nie Hua: "Third Senior Brother, you're back."

Beside him, Xie Xingmang lay quietly.

Still breathing.

In a pool of blood on one side was a broken right hand that had fallen to the ground.