Swordsman of the World

Chapter 145 You are more important
"I will fight side by side with my brother." Song Muqing raised her face resolutely, and answered Yang Dong's question with certainty.

Yang Dong was both surprised and a little happy, and asked: "Really? There may be other relatives of yours."

Song Muqing shook her head, took Yang Dong's hand, and said, "Qing'er only has her brother, the others are not important."

"If this jade pendant brings trouble to my brother, I will throw it away."

"Never again."

After finishing speaking, Song Muqing reached out to snatch it back, but Yang Dong didn't give it to her, and said, "It's a pity to lose it. Give it to me for now? I'll return it to you later."

Song Muqing nodded, expressing that she listened to him.

To be honest, Yang Dong was surprised by Song Muqing's answer.

Song Muqing said that when she was young, she and her father were hunted down, and this jade pendant was worn by her father, but she escaped the catastrophe without her parents' whereabouts.

This is the only token they recognize.

But Song Muqing was willing to give up the jade pendant for herself.

It must be false to say that she doesn't care about her parents, but she cares more about herself.

Yang Dong patted her head and said, "Okay, my brother was just scaring you just now, no one wants to kill me, so you don't have to make trouble."

Song Muqing hugged her with a smile, and said: "Qing'er is not embarrassed, as long as Qing'er has an older brother, older brother is more important, no, it is more important than anything else."

Yang Dong was elated when he heard that, he was so happy, pinched her delicate face, and said lovingly: "Where, Qing'er is the most important thing."

The two returned to the attic provided by the loose repairer. They still haven't done anything today, so they rest for the time being.

Moreover, he also wants to talk to Mo Xiaolang, he doesn't want to hide anything from him.

In the middle of the night, Mo Xiaolang was honestly practicing "Yi Nian Xi", the foundation of the divine mind technique, maybe he was already a great swordsman, and he was making rapid progress, after all, the starting point was high.

When Yang Dong came to look for him, Mo Xiaolang was still depressed and complained: "Yang Dong, do you have a quick solution?"

"Instantly become your sister, you can become an instant cultivator. Do you want to become a demon?" Yang Dong asked back.

Mo Xiaolang immediately said sternly: "Of course not, I and Moxiu are at odds, what I mean is, do you have any pills to increase your spiritual sense?"

Yang Dong sat down and said, "Yes, but why should I give it to you? I leave it to my sister, to Xiao Qiao, and to other juniors, so you can practice well."

"Ah, you cruel and inhumane devil, you don't give me anything good." Mo Xiaolang was pitiful, and wanted to win Yang Dong's sympathy, he knew that Yang Dong would not take hard things.

But how could Yang Dong be fooled by him, he kicked him flying, and hummed: "Okay, I have something to tell you."

"Ah!" Mo Xiaolang fell to the ground exaggeratedly, got up again immediately, and asked, "Are you going to kill Moxiu?"

"Crack." Yang Dong threw Song Muqing's jade pendant out, and said, "I've been wearing this since I was a child. Your murder of your father and enemy seems to have something to do with me. What are you going to do?"

Mo Xiaolang was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the jade pendant on the table, his pupils shrank, his heart was pounding, he shook his head while backing away.

"Brother, are you kidding me? A temporary thing?"

"Don't scare me."

"Brother, tell me something? Don't make trouble, okay? It's late at night, don't teach me a quick way, just tell me, what are you doing to scare me?"

Yang Dong said solemnly: "I have been wearing this jade pendant since I was a child. The evil forces that killed your family may have something to do with me, maybe my relatives, and I may also become one of your enemies. Xiaolang, let's face the problem."

Mo Xiaolang was greatly shocked, he couldn't help stepping back, trembling slightly, gritted his teeth and said: "Impossible, impossible, aren't you a sword cultivator from the Bone Dao Palace? Aren't you a decent sword cultivator? You have something to do with the Demon Dao what relationship?"

"I have been an orphan since I was a child." Yang Dong made another stab.

Mo Xiaolang completely collapsed, Yang Dong's meaning was very obvious.

If you want revenge, maybe one day I will be your enemy too, so brother can't do it.

After all, Mo Xiaolang is still young, and Yang Dong has been helping him all this time, so he has the motivation and ability to take revenge on the devil.

Suddenly, his biggest reliance all along, told him that the person you want to kill may be my relatives, and if you want revenge, you have to kill me.

Mo Xiaolang really didn't know how to deal with it, as if the spiritual pillar in his heart collapsed all of a sudden.

Yang Dong also knew that it was difficult for him to make a choice, but instead of concealing some things, it is better to spread them out early and make them clear.

"Will you do it to me?" he asked again.

Mo Xiaolang shook his head and murmured: "You saved my life, you don't dislike me, you treat me like a brother, help me cultivate, guide me in sword making, how do you let me choose..."

Yang Dong looked at him indifferently: "No matter how difficult the choice is, you have to choose. It's like I chose to tell you that I have a relationship with your enemy instead of hiding it."

"Ah?" Mo Xiaolang looked at Yang Dong, really not knowing how to answer.

He asked anxiously: "You, aren't you from the Qin and Ming Dynasty? Don't you have only one younger sister? Why does it have something to do with Moxiu? Even if it does, it's not the murderer who killed my parents! You have nothing to do with that? How long has Moxiu been separated?"

The more Mo Xiaolang spoke, the more excited he became: "That's right, hehehe, you have nothing to do with the demon cultivator who killed my parents. Why do you take it on yourself? Ah?!"

Yang Dong still said indifferently: "Little wolf, don't evade the question. What I'm asking is, if one day the enemies you want to kill include me, what will you do?"

"Ahhh! How could I kill you!!" Mo Xiaolang was about to be driven crazy, his face was distorted, and he covered his head frantically.

Suddenly, he punched the window of the attic, jumped straight up, and quickly disappeared into the night.

Yang Dong narrowed his eyes, looked at Mo Xiaolang's figure jumping around the buildings in the city, and sighed silently.

After all, he is just a child, was he too tight just now?
"Little wolf, no matter how you choose, I won't blame you." Yang Dong looked at the jade pendant on the table, and said to himself: "God's will trick people, Qing'er, come in."

Outside the door, Song Muqing's delicate body trembled, and she realized that she had been discovered by her brother.

Borrowing her jade pendant from Yang Dong, Song Muqing knew that Yang Dong had something to hide from her, and she never expected to hear these things after secretly following her at night.

Mo Xiaolang's enemy has something to do with her parents, and her brother, for her sake, took the initiative to take responsibility.

"Brother~!" Song Muqing walked in, tears of grievance streaming down, choked up and said: "Why, why did you do these things for me just now? I don't want parents, I just want you to be good."

Yang Dong wiped away Song Muqing's tears with his hand, and said softly, "Silly girl, you are more important to me."

Song Muqing couldn't help shaking her head, choked up and said: "No, you will make Mo Xiaolang misunderstand you, if he can't think about it for a while, he will kill you, this is my responsibility, my parents are demon cultivators, they kill you indiscriminately Innocent, why let you bear all this?"

Yang Dong couldn't answer, because he wanted Song Muqing to reunite his parents one day.

Who in the world doesn't want to be with their parents?
Yang Dong has been away from Yangjiabao for many years, and has been looking for news about his biological parents. Song Muqing would occasionally take out jade pendants to remember his parents.

She said she didn't want to, but deep down, she still wanted to know who her parents were, what they looked like, and why they left her behind?
Song Muqing cried: "I don't want it, I don't want it, brother, you explain it to Mo Xiaolang, I don't want you to suffer like this."

Yang Dong frowned, and suddenly elbowed Song Muqing on the back of the neck, knocking her out.

Hua Guzi just appeared outside the door, she came only after hearing the sound of Mo Xiaolang breaking through the window just now.

Yang Dong hugged Song Muqing, handed it to Hua Guzi, and said, "Look at her for me."

Hua Guzi hugged the sleeping Song Muqing, and asked, "What happened?"

"It's okay." Yang Dong didn't intend to tell Hua Guzi.

Hua Guzi snorted angrily: "Pretend to be mysterious, don't say anything, Qing'er is my apprentice, I have always liked her, and I will take good care of her, as for the reward, how about Shouxiang Dan?"

Yang Dong was in a bad mood and hummed, "No way!"

He left the attic and decided to go out to look for Mo Xiaolang. This night was the most active time for demon cultivators.

Mo Xiaolang has a lot of strength, but he is Cheng Yaojin's three-handed axe. When others know how to avoid his tyrannical strength and magic flame, he will be in danger.

In the dark night, Mo Xiaolang fled aimlessly, he had already walked out of the desert.

He was also very upset. The person who killed his whole family was Moxiu, so why did he have anything to do with Yang Dong?
Are his parents the head of the demon cultivator?Is he sure?Maybe it was just a minor character who died long ago.What does this have to do with revenge?
Mo Xiaolang kept thinking about these questions in his mind, and kept thinking about it, trying to separate the matter from Yang Dong.

"If I kill the boss Moxiu in the future, and Yang Dong finds out that it's his parents, won't he kill me? Hehe, what will he do? Kill me?" Mo Xiaolang kicked himself mockingly sand.

Bang, Mo Xiaolang suddenly punched the sandy ground, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I've decided. I'll take revenge. After revenge, I'll do whatever you want, so what if I give you my life back."

Suddenly, after Mo Xiaolang made his decision, he felt a devilish, dangerous aura.

He raised his head and found the disgusting and coquettish woman today. Her right hand was cut off by Yang Dong, and there were three demon cultivators beside her. It seemed that the visitor was not kind.

"Brothers, this is the guy, let me find it easier, hehe, so it's here." The voice of the alluring woman was sweet, but not cute at all, which made Mo Xiaolang feel disgusted.

"This kid has the essence of Taiyi Shenmu?" A white-faced demon cultivator asked in a rough voice.

"Yes, I've seen him take it out and use it to heal his wounds, there must be more." The coquettish woman replied with a smile.

"Heh heh heh, if you can use the spiritual weapon, it's worth a fortune. Not bad, it's worth killing." The white-faced demon cultivator licked his bloody lips, and stared at Mo Xiaolang evilly.

Mo Xiaolang saw that they had brought them up, and hurriedly sacrificed his heavy martial arts flying sword, his expression suddenly became serious.

(End of this chapter)