Ye Shuo, your hands are covered with countless blood, and now you are still embarrassed to shake hands with me...

Mo Liangcheng is not a ruthless person. What Ye Shuo hopes he will think of, and he naturally thought of it at that moment.

However, that scene was once a warm memory for me. Time passed, but it had become so ugly and hypocritical.

Your sin will not be changed in the slightest because you saved me. To this day, you still have to make that hypocritical appearance in front of me, for what? Who else can you pretend to show it?

I... will never be deceived by you again! Mo Liangcheng pressed his chest tightly, suppressing the surging pain.

There was a moment just now, and he really felt that they could go back to the past. He and Ye Shuo could still be brothers like before, and no longer have to face those dilemmas. But soon, he suppressed his feelings with reason, although he still felt a little sour in his heart.

Maybe this is the last chance to regret, but just now, it was broken by me with my own hands.

No, if I forgive him, I will be sorry to those who died. This is a responsibility I must bear...

On the other side, Ye Shuo returned to his seat in a depressed mood.

He has made a big splash in the game, and has already entered the final championship game, and his wishes before the competition have come true. But what he has lost now may be far more than what he has gained.

His current situation is very embarrassing. He can neither share the failure with Chu Tianyao nor share the victory with Mo Liangcheng. Both of them are holding a grudge against him, perhaps just because he was too outstanding in this game...

Is this the so-called "high places are cold"? As my strength becomes stronger, there will be fewer and fewer friends around me. If one day I really stand at the top, maybe I will be alone at that time. Is that kind of life really what I want?

No... there must be a way to achieve both ways! I will not give up my dreams, nor will I give up my friends! If you want to become stronger, you will become stronger with your friends around you!

"Senior brother, are you still unhappy about Mo Liangcheng's attitude?" Qi Lan stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him, "Forget it, the people who should leave can't be kept. A rich young master like him, is not the same as us, let him go!" Finally, even Qi Lan stopped talking nice things to Mo Liangcheng.

The consultant pressed his shoulder, concise and concise: "Without him, you still have us."

Ye Shuo was still looking at the direction of the Fentian Sect with concern, not observing when Xu Wuji had already stepped onto the arena.

"On the eve of this final battle, in addition to wishing the successful conclusion of tomorrow's game, I have two more things to announce. The first is about the murder of Lin Jiaxiang, the star-breaking school."

Ruan Shi's heart was in his throat, and his whole body was stiffened as if he had been lit with a hole.

Xu Wuji did not look at Ruan Shi more, and still maintained a slow tone: "Lin Jiaxiang, a tragic death in the Star Breaking Sect, has many different opinions on the cause of death, and this matter directly led to the relationship between the Xuantian Sect and the Star Breaking Sect to freezing point. But I just want to say one thing: no matter how the people in the two sects have used their imagination and how many ways of dying for Lin Jiaxiang, it is always just a baseless subjective conjecture. What we should learn is to respect the facts.

The fact is that after my public investigation of Dingtian Mountains, Lin Jiaxiang died of a cardiovascular explosion, which was a natural death. So, whether you believe it or not, he died naturally. There was no murderer in this case.

Since everyone is dead, let him be buried in peace, and I will make the decision and give his family a pension. This matter will end here from today. Don’t let me hear someone making a fuss about this matter. Similarly, no one will spread disagreements that instigate the two factions. Violators will be punished by the rules."

At this time, the subordinates of the Star-breaking Sect naturally dared not speak out.

Can the Xuantian Sect give an explanation directly to the death of Lin Jiaxiang, which directly represents how much voice their Star-breaking Sect has in the Dingtian Mountains. However, Xu Wuji's final decision was to calm down? Is it because the murderer made a big splash in this game and became a newcomer dark horse? His value is higher than that of the dead elite disciple, and he has also received Xu Wuji's attention and affirmation?

Although most people think that this statement of turning over the Lin Jiaxiang case is to protect Yeshuo, only the senior executives of the Dingtian Mountains know that he is protecting Ruan Shi. As for why Xu Wuji suddenly put aside the hatred of the auction house and turned to protect Ruan Shi, no one knows.

On the stage, Xu Wuji did not leave anyone with time to object, and then raised the microphone: "The second thing is to add a rule. In order to avoid cheating on the field again, the two contestants who will participate tomorrow, please follow me to the equipment storage room not far away, that is, the original appraisal room, and hand over all the weapons you carry and keep them uniformly.

At that time, I will arrange special appraisers to conduct detailed inspections of all weapons, confirm that the inspection is qualified and there are no prohibited matters, and will be redistributed to you before the game starts tomorrow. During the game, if someone uses weapons other than appraisal, they will be dealt with directly as cheating!" As he said, he had slowly walked down from the ring.

"Master, what does this mean? And... I rarely use weapons." Xu Wuji's decision was not known before even Mo Liangcheng, so it was no wonder that he looked puzzled at this moment.

Xu Wuji looked around and lowered his voice: "Put a few items in, just take a form. The main thing to deal with in this game is..." He raised his eyebrows slightly in the direction of Ye Shuo.

However, although Ye Shuo was young and knowledgeable, he didn't think it was a big deal, but Taoist Master Lachen was not so easy to fool, so he took the initiative to stand up: "President Xu Wuji, how can you ask what you mean?"

Xu Wuji Ban looked at him: "What does this mean? Didn't you just say it? In order to ensure the fairness of the game! Why, do you think I'm interested in targeting Ye Shuo?"

Taoist Master Le Chen refused to give in: "The weapons of spirit cultivators have always been gone. You said you want to identify them, which is understandable, but it is left to be "unified and kept" in the arsenal overnight. If there is any mistake in this, who should bear the responsibility?"

Taoist Master Tianjue also echoed: "Yes. Master Xuwuji, if you really want to decide this rule, you should also make it publicly before the game and all senior elders will vote together. Now there is no movement in the first half, and the final championship battle has already begun. You suddenly say that you will add it, which really caught us... a little off guard?"

Xu Wuji said impatifully: "The formulation of rules was not achieved overnight. It should be a process of constantly discovering problems and improving them. You cannot deny that the previous rules did have loopholes, so there were regrettable cheating incidents.

This additional rule was also what I thought of temporarily. Although it may be a bit harsh for the players, it is not only Ye Shuo. Liangcheng is the quasi-chairman, so why can he have no objection to the rules? You are so strongly opposed to it. Could it be that Ye Shuo is indeed planning to use some weapons we don’t know to cheat tomorrow?”

Master Le Chen said anxiously: "President Xuwuji, you can't spit out people like this..."

Xu Wuji waved his hand coldly: "Enough. In a word, if Ye Shuo cannot abide by the rules, then I can only regretfully announce that he will be disqualified for tomorrow's competition!"

Although Taoist Master Lechen and Taoist Master Tianjue had a lot of truth, they could only swallow it when they were forced to swallow it. The situation was stronger than that of others. If he really wanted to hold on to this handle and Ye Shuo was not allowed to participate in the competition, would they still have to keep up with this breath?

However, the temporary addition of the rules of Xuwuji really made it difficult for them to believe that his intention would be as fair as his own statement, especially after his first notice was obviously biased towards Ruan Shi...

"It's okay." The two Taoist priests were still in a dilemma, and the consultant suddenly took the initiative to stand up.

"Since the head of Xuwuji has given instructions, we will do as we can. Since Ye Shuo's weapons were handed over to the Dingtian Mountains today, we will definitely get the best storage. We will leave 120 hearts. After all, this is a guarantee made by the head of Xuwuji, you are right?"

A few simple words, but the meaning is extremely sharp. Today we believed the guarantee of your Xuwuji Sect and handed over the weapons for "your face". If there is any mistake, we will only ask. If you still want to save "your face", it is best not to do anything that would be unpleasant.

Xu Wuji naturally understood the hidden lines of the consultant easily. He also had an impression of the boy in front of him. In the initial public investigation, Ye Shuo had already had a solid evidence of his crime, and he also turned the tide. I am afraid that this person is different from the silly Ye Shuo, and he is a really hard-to-handle ruthless character!

Although Xu Wuji always exaggerated in front of Mo Liang City, saying that Ye Shuo seemed to be governing the world tomorrow, in fact, in his heart, he did not regard Ye Shuo as such a terrible demon.

Perhaps it was because he had never been shocked like Luo Dixing and Xing Shumin. In his eyes, Ye Shuo was at most a fool with a special physique. He insisted on eliminating him, just to complete the first step of his plan to conquer the Xuantian Sect. Otherwise, if Ye Shuo was really that powerful, he would never have pushed Mo Liangcheng out alone to face it.

"What a sharp-tongued boy..." Finally, Xu Wuji smiled coldly, "So since there is no objection, let me go."

Before leaving, he looked at Ruan Shi again.

"Boy, I have paved the road for you. As for where you can go, it depends on your own ability-"

***

The setting sun is setting, and the Poyue School in the evening has a unique scenery.

In front of a tall pavilion, Luo Dixing stood on the steps and pondered for a long time, and finally made up his mind to walk in.

The collection of books in the room, under the reflection of the setting sun, was covered with a layer of golden light, soft and quiet.

This was the first time he had come here for the Poyue Sect's library. As the elite disciple of the largest brand, in the past, every time he wanted to practice, his master would specially select secret books that suit him, and then send his disciples to deliver goods to his door. Therefore, before this, he never thought that there would be so many classics in the Poyue Sect, which made him dazzled and drowsy.

When he was frightened by the books in the room, an old man holding a broom turned out from the side of the bookshelf. He had originally raised his head and glanced at him casually, but suddenly he came forward: "Luo Dixing?"

Luo Dixing was stunned: "Do you know me?" Due to the shame caused by losing the game, his inferiority complex has not yet dissipated, so he does not want to deal with anyone at this time.

The old man had a sign of the library administrator hanging on his chest. He smiled toothlessly: "Aren't you the famous elite disciple? Who doesn't know you in this Poyue Sect? But I have never seen you here before. When did you develop the good habit of loving reading?"

Luo Dixing could only nod awkwardly: "...I laughed." It is estimated that there are not many people coming and going to the library every day, and the old man is also quite lonely, so it is rare to see a person, who is a celebrity from the Poyue Sect, so he wanted to catch him and talk endlessly.

But since the old man ABC novel website might be a living encyclopedia. If he could find the answer directly here, he wouldn't have to read those books... Luo Dixing's mind changed a little, and suddenly changed his previous resistance and asked: "By the way, I want to ask if there is any medicine that can make a person feel a lot of chest pain after taking it?"

Luo Dixing always felt that he could not take it lightly when he saw the abnormality of Moliang City. If he couldn't ask about it from Xu Wuji, even if he read through the secret books of the Poyue Sect, he would have to find the cause and treatment! Before coming here, Luo Dixing did plan like this. However, the books in that room still discouraged him.

The administrator probably didn't expect Luo Dixing to really pay attention to him. He was stunned for a moment before narrowing his eyes with interest: "Is my chest hurting? How does it hurt?"

Luo Dixing replied casually: "It's probably... like palpitations?" After all, Mo Liangcheng had never described the pain to him, and he could only make rough guesses based on what he saw.

At the same time, this made him sigh secretly. It turned out that he knew very little about Mo Liangcheng. Not only did he not understand his injuries, but he also did not understand his family background, his past, his preferences, and his mood. Except for a friend who no one had ever recognized, they were actually equivalent to half a stranger.

The administrator thought for a moment and shook his head: "I don't know. At least I don't know."

Luo Dixing sighed and walked to the first row of bookshelf with his fate: "Then I'll find it myself."

He took out his first book and just turned on the first page, the full text made him almost spit it out. Although he wanted to give up this project, when he thought of the pain when Moliangcheng was sick, Luo Dixing forced himself to read it one by one.

The administrator put down his broom and sat in the rocking chair in front of the door while basking in the sun.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, several hours passed. The night covered the earth, and the twinkling stars replaced the sunset in the sky. The administrator yawned, stood up and cleaned the various parts of the pavilion for a brief time, then walked to the door and greeted: "The hall is closed, I'm leaving, I'm going to lock the door."

Luo Dixing stared at a book thick like a brick in front of him and stared blankly: "But I haven't finished reading it yet."

The administrator was so upset: "Hey, you can't finish reading so many books for days or nights! Then when will I have to wait for you?"

Luo Dixing seemed to want to say something, but in the end he endured it, continued to stare at the book in front of him, and tried to concentrate. As long as the other party did not come directly to drag him away, he could take a few glances.

The administrator stared at him for a long time, and saw that he still had no intention of leaving, so he sighed helplessly: "Forget it, who told you to be an elite disciple? If you want to stay, then I can only stay with you." As he said that, he threw the key and leaned down on the recliner again, "Oh, I'm afraid I can only stay here for a night today-"

Luo Dixing was not good at thanking him, and in the end he didn't say anything. But from that moment on, he could clearly feel the thorn on his back, and the administrator stared at him with his eyes fixed on him, as if he could even count the few ribs he had. Although he didn't say it clearly, it was obvious that the other party was urging him to leave quickly.

It was so uncomfortable to read these books, but now that I was so disgusted by someone and staring at them all over the place, Luo Dixing felt even more uncomfortable. He endured it again and again, but finally turned his head and tentatively suggested: "Then why don't you give me the key. I will leave myself after I finish reading it."

The administrator yawned again, as if he was waiting for his words, and immediately stood up and packed up his things. He muttered: "Oh, I haven't read books for so many years, so I'll be dead..." When I sorted out the keys at the table, I raised my voice and said, "The keys are here, I'm ready. I'll go back quickly when I'm almost done, young people shouldn't be too late-"

Amid the administrator's nagging, the two doors of the library finally closed with a "creak" sound. At night, Xinghui was already locked outside the door, and there was only a dim oil lamp left in the room, continuing to provide faint light.
Chapter completed!