"Ask you something, why is the evil spirit on you so terrifying?"

The three girls of Liu Wangchuan were all feeling what happened in this guarded place.

When Hua Yiqi found that the practitioners had woken up, she asked Lin Xing.

Lin Xing had such a heavy murderous aura, and they could understand it a little.

After all, there is never a shortage of battle in the cultivation world.

What's more, Lin Xing is the deputy city lord of the guardian city.

However, Lin Xing’s evil aura was so heavy that it was a bit difficult to understand.

Even if Lin Xing has done many unimaginable things, he shouldn't have such a heavy evil spirit.

Lin Xing slowly opened his eyes. After hearing Hua Yiqi's question, he slowly explained, "It's not something that is difficult to understand. It's just that I am more capable of mobilizing momentum."

Seeing that Lin Xing was unwilling to say that although Hua Yiqi's three girls were even more curious, they did not continue to ask questions without any ignorance.

The three of them looked at each other and slowly walked towards Baimeng City.

After Liu Wangchuan's three girls left, the man came to Lin Xing.

After a while of silence, the man clasped his fists at Lin Xing and said, "Although the Eighth Master may not want to know my name, I still have to say it. My name is Mo Lu."

"No, I'm honored to know your name." Lin Xing shook his head slightly at the man.

To me, I am not a strong man, so I am worthy of letting myself know his name.

The only one who truly deserves to know their names is the kind of person who has the temperament of a strong man.

And Mo Lu is obviously such a person.

His strength is already pretty good, even very good.

But compared to his strength, Mo Lu's personality makes him appreciate more.

"Young Master, don't mind if we talk about the matter here again?"

After being silent for a long time, Mo Lu suddenly said to Lin Xing.

"Yes." Lin Xing lowered his head and thought for a while, then nodded and agreed.

Since Mo Lu automatically admits defeat in this battle, he can almost return to the negotiating table.

After all, what you have to consider is not just yourself.

I also have to think about many people...

When Mo Lu saw Lin Xing agreeing, he felt relieved.

Then he seemed to think of something, and suddenly asked Lin Xing, "What is this place for the Eighth Master?"

Lin Xing carried his hands behind his back and slowly walked towards the direction where Baimeng City was with Mo Lu.

At the same time, he said to Mo Lu, "This guarding place is nothing to me, but the cultivators in Baimeng City have slightly seen the shadow of our cultivators in the Sky City.

Their strength may not be as strong as the cultivators in our guardian city, and their personality may not be as tough as the cultivators in our guardian city, but in some ways, they are the cultivators in the guardian city with reduced or low-end versions of the cultivators."

Speaking of this, Lin Xing sighed softly, "Compared with the cultivators of Baimeng City and the cultivators of our guardian city, they just met a not-so-friendly city lord..."

"I almost understand what the Eighth Master said."

Mo Lu had a smile on his lips, although Lin Xing's words concealed his real reason.

However, he still heard from Lin Xing's words that why Lin Xing really wanted to protect Baimeng City.

There is nothing else... because they are all life.

Only those who are used to life and death can understand how precious life is.

And is Lin Xing a person who understands the value of life? His answer is that he understands.

Because if Lin Xing didn't understand, then he would not be able to remain awake under the shocking murderous aura and evil aura.

He thought about it from the perspective of others and felt that if the person who had the shocking murderous aura was himself, he might have become a big devil who would have been shouting and killed by everyone.

Instead of being like Lin Xing, who can be respected by countless strong men, or even willingly shouted "The Eighth Master".

Hearing Mo Lu's words, Lin Xing's mouth suddenly showed a bitter smile.

He put his hands behind his head and began to say something heart-to-heart to Mo Lu, "I am very fond of war, but in every battle, I feel that I can fight, so I will fight seriously.

To be honest, I feel rejection from the heart when we are fighting with you in the domain. I have been wondering why we are fighting with the people in the domain. Can't we get along peacefully?

Fighting for battle is a very embarrassing thing to say, at least in my eyes, it is an extremely embarrassing thing.

But I can't fight with you people, because you cultivators from the realm have always wanted to attack us. If I don't fight, how can I protect the people behind me?"

As he was talking, when Lin Xing was about to continue talking, he suddenly sighed and shook his head and said, "It's useless to say these things now. OK, tell me how to solve the problem here.

Of course, if the conditions you said are not good enough, I don’t mind continuing to fight with the people in the Third Demon City. Although I am not willing to fight meaningless battles, I must be responsible for those cultivators in Baimeng City!!”

Mo Lu lowered his head, and a complicated expression flashed in his eyes.

He took a deep breath and said without hesitation, "I promise that from now on, our cultivators in the realm will never attack you through this land of war."

I also promise that although the cultivators of the Third Demon City will continue to attack Baimeng City from now on, the meaning of the battle is only to hone the cultivators, not to invade.”

Speaking of this, he paused for about half a minute before continuing to say, "From now on, two-thirds of the territory of this land of war will be born in Baimeng City, two-thirds of the territory will be our third city, and the remaining one-third of the territory will be used to form a food city for the Ba Gongzi!!!"

After saying that, a very happy smile suddenly appeared on Mo Lu's face, and said in a longing tone, "Maybe the practitioners of the two cities enjoy the food in the Food City, and finally they can communicate their feelings."

There was no change in Lin Xing's face. He stepped out and disappeared directly from Mo Lu's sight.

At the same time, his voice echoed in Mo Lu's ears, "You go to the Third Demon City and let all the cultivators of Baimeng City come back, and the rest you talk to Tang Wenchuan of Baimeng City."

Mo Lu stood there and was stunned for a long time, and sighed softly.

He lowered his head and looked at his hands, with a look of confusion in his eyes.

If Lin Xing hadn't said those words just now, he might not have known until now that the so-called battle he had always called was just a ridiculous excuse.

"What is the meaning of fighting?"

Muttering, Mo Lu turned around and shot towards the third demon city.

Perhaps, after solving the matter here this time, I should let go of everything and truly understand what Lin Xing said.

Fighting... is never a joke.

Fighting...it always needs to be meaningful...
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