"You may not know that you have been away from the Immortal Realm for more than ten years. The ancient witch clan suddenly disappeared without a trace overnight more than ten years ago." Ye Mingshang frowned and asked, could it be that the person who harmed his daughter was the ancient one?

He was from the witch clan. He didn't know the witches from the ancient clan at all, let alone had any dealings with them. Why would they harm his child?

Zui Linglong felt like she wanted to cry without tears, why couldn't any of their ideas work.

"How could this happen?" She murmured with a blank look in her eyes, as if she had collapsed. Could it be that Qinghong was really hopeless?

Sheng Shitian was also at a loss, "The ancient witch clan was so ferocious that none of us understood why they suddenly disappeared, let alone where they went."

The room suddenly became very quiet.

"If there is really no other way, then the only option is to break into the Holy Land and seize the seven-orificed exquisite heart of the Holy Beast." Zui Linglong said expressionlessly. She didn't want to worry about so much. She just wanted Mu Qingkuang and Sheng Qinghong to live well.

"Long'er, doing this means abandoning the lives of many people. We can't do that." Ye Mingshang's expression became tense. It wasn't that he didn't love his daughter, but that he had done something to sacrifice so many people's lives in exchange for Sheng Qinghong's job.

No, those people on the border are all innocent.

There was a chill in Zui Linglong's eyes, and she said coldly, "You..."

"Miss Zui, what Brother Ye said is right. This is why I have never forced my way into the Holy Land. Although I have had a lot of blood on my hands in my life, I never kill innocent people, let alone for my son.

Let all the helpless people in my territory lose their lives."

Sheng Shitian glanced at Zui Linglong and said seriously.

The room fell into deathly silence again.

Mu Qingkuang, who was standing outside the room, listened to the words of Ye Mingshang and Sheng Shitian, and felt that they were real heroes and real kings.

If a king ignores everyone under his command because of what he cares about, then he is not worthy of being a king, let alone a truly strong man.

The so-called strong person should protect the people around him, so that it is meaningful to be strong, not for superficial honor and selfish thoughts.

Mu Qingkuang raised his head and glanced at Sheng Qinghong. After seeing the same light in his eyes, he pulled him and slowly opened the door and walked towards the room.

Originally, when the three Saint Slayers came to their room, they all knew that they were not asleep at all at that time, and how could they really sleep.

In order to prevent them from worrying, they planned to come over and take a look, but unexpectedly they overheard their conversation.

"I agree with what Uncle Saint and Father said, we can't do that. If we really have to sacrifice so many people's lives to get our hearts, we will never feel at ease in our lives." Mu Qingkuang said with certainty, taking Sheng Qinghong's heart.

, she has always been uneasy.

Now if they let so many people lose their lives to get a heart, she would be even more uneasy.

"Well, Kuang'er and I have decided that even if you find someone with the Qiqiao Exquisite Heart, you cannot kill him unless he is willing to donate his heart after his death." Sheng Qinghong said calmly.

The two people's hands were clasped together, and they both believed that there must be other ways.

Mu Qingkuang thought about it even more. She decided to take Sheng Qinghong to the Spring Forest to find medicinal materials that could be used to make a resurrection potion, and then made a resurrection potion to keep him alive, hoping to keep him alive for decades.
Chapter completed!