"You said, if I kill that person, would it be considered as killing innocent people indiscriminately, or should it be considered as acting on behalf of heaven?"

Feng Chenglin was speechless when asked. After a long time, he gave him a blank look.

"You are telling stories, why do you still ask me questions? Do you like to talk or not..."

"Look at your child, you're so good, you're angry..."

The old man was shocked and shook his head in discomfort.

"Actually, I remembered it afterwards. The whole thing should be the one set up for me by that guy... I'm going to have a trap!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

This is normal!

Like Ling Luoyu, Mo Xuanchen is a person who decides and then moves!

If you are not sure, you will never take action easily.

Since he could plot against the old man, he asked him to bet with promises, he must have understood the person's character and knew that he kept his promises.

People who can keep their promises will not have too many problems in terms of character.

Mo Xuanchen would not let him be their assistant and bodyguard.

"In a word, that kid plotted against me and forced me to be here now to protect you... But now I find that maybe I was brought to you by this kid..."

The old man leaned closer and pointed at Yin Shijiu and Feng Chenglin.

"That Yin Shijiu, like me, was forced to wade into the muddy water, right?"

Feng Chenglin couldn't help but twitch the corners of his lips: "If you are curious, just go over and ask yourself, won't you know everything?"

"I don't talk to that boy. I'm so old that I'm not old enough to be old, and I have to marry a girl in my teens as a concubine... I can't stand such a person!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Sure enough, this old man has a very positive outlook on life.

Looking at the old man again, his eyes became much more kind.

"You are still old and can fight again, so you married a little girl..."

Old man: "…"

Is there something wrong with this kid's eyes?

"Yin Shijiu is older than me. Do you think his sword is not old when you see how good he looks?"

“…”

Feng Chenglin suddenly realized that as a man, he had made the stupidest mistake.

——The meaning outside his voice seemed to be saying that the old man's knife had been rusted for a long time and could no longer be used.

For men, this is the greatest humiliation.

"Old man, you... are you going to mess with me again, right? He is an old man, an old man older than you, and the blade may be rolled up and cannot be used anymore. Are you still jealous of people like him?"

“…”

The old man felt a little relieved when he said this.

"Where are my jealousy?"

He paused, and a smile appeared on his face.

"But you said that his blade was rolled up, I believe it..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

This old man just praised him for his correct views and immediately lost his chain.

But the more this happens, the more favored you are.

"Old man, do you know what it means to cover up the truth, right? That Yin Shijiu, it's not guaranteed... This is this kind of person. Think about it, his knife is old and not easy to use, but men all need face. His knife is not easy to use, but... what is the best way to keep the name of "Bao Dao not old?"

Feng Chenglin's eyes showed a sneer-like smile.

The old man was confused by laughter, and then he understood, his face changed a few times: "You, you mean..."
Chapter completed!