Gu Qingci's sword, or Li Xunhuan's sword, completely destroyed a great practitioner, and his true energy was completely turned into a bubble. If it weren't for Pang Shilong's thoughts, a great practitioner in the innate realm, a great practitioner who was in the clouds and looking down on all living beings might have long been submerged in the wind and snow.

Seeing the sword-carrying man being carried into the camp by two county soldiers, Gu Qingci suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart. The sword-carrying man who seemed to be a twilight old man, with disheveled hair and in a mess, could not be associated with the sword-carrying man who came to kill him that day.

When he first met, the other party was a great practitioner, full of energy and looked down on others, and even Beimo was so arrogant. But now, it is like an old man who has entered the twilight years of his life. This gap always makes people sigh.

"Uncle Dong!"

Ma Zhibai was originally full of anger, but when he saw this old servant who was still energetic yesterday and wanted to kill people for him, his anger in his heart disappeared in this way and rushed over to support the knife man with a slightly red eyes.

The man with a knife back had his head down and had no life. He had only ambition to die in his heart. When he heard this familiar voice, a gleam burst out from his eyes. He raised his head and saw Ma Zhibai, he suddenly became anxious and said, "Young Master, why are you here?"

The lean camel is bigger than a horse, and a tiger that has lost its teeth still has a lot of strength. The sword-carrying man suddenly burst out with a strong murderous aura. He was shocked all over and shook the two county soldiers holding him back. He stared at Gu Qingci and said in a deep voice: "Boy, I did it to assassinate you, it has nothing to do with my son, you..."

"What are you..." Gu Qingci had no good expression on this self-righteous great practitioner who was sitting in a well and watched the sky, and said coldly: "Don't think that everyone is like you, and don't judge a gentleman with your villain's heart. Your son was not captured by me, but by himself."

Ma Zhibai also hurriedly said, "Uncle Dong, I came by myself, not Lord Gu caught me."

"Hmph," the man with a knife was relieved, but he still said coldly at Gu Qingci: "Boy, if you dare to hurt my young master, I will not let you go as a ghost!"

"Dong Zhi..."

At this time, Ning Qing suddenly spoke. He slowly stood up, walked to the knife-carrying man, and said slowly: "I have seen you when you were young. At that time, you received the favor of Shangshu Ma. In order to repay the favor, you entered the Ma family as a servant. Now, you have been doing something for decades and are still proud of your career. I used to look down on you, but now..."

Ning Qing's eyes were cold and said, "You actually ignored the safety of hundreds of thousands of people. The whole family, country and the world are in your heart. You are a dignified innate warrior, haha...

You keep saying that it is for the future of your son, but do you really understand your son? Do you know what your son wants? Do you think he will be relieved when you use unjust means to make his future?"

In my opinion, you are not devoted to your son, but to yourself and to repay the kindness you owe. You do this just to give yourself a glamorous excuse. You... are just pretending to be your own selfish person!"

Dong Zhi's face showed horror and he hurriedly shouted: "You're talking nonsense, I'm not!"

"Hmph," Ning Qing said coldly: "Then ask yourself, does your son agree to you to do this? Will he see the people who abandon the world for his own selfishness?"

Dong Zhi looked at Ma Zhibai and shook his head. Suddenly, he felt like he was deflated and collapsed on the ground. He sighed and said, "You are right. In fact, when I came to Qiling Post, I found that the Beimo army was different from the usual Caogu, but I still came to assassinate..."

Ma Zhibai was angry and said unconfrontation: "Uncle Dong, why do you want to do this? You don't owe me the Ma family, you won't owe you anymore. Why do you have to be upset for so many years and never let go!"

"It's hard to repay kindness!" Dong Zhi said seriously.

"But you can't do this either. Lord Gu is wearing hundreds of thousands of people. If you really make a mistake, what face will I have to live in the world? You are not only unfaithful to you, but also unrighteous to me!" Ma Zhibai said.

"Young Master, I..." Dong Zhi opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Okay," Gu Qingci said: "Don't have a deep affection for the master and servant here. This county has no time to watch. You can tell yourself, what do you want to do!"

Gu Qingci's speech immediately calmed the tent.

After a while, Ma Zhibai suddenly turned around, looked at Gu Qingci, and said, "Mr. Gu, no matter what, Uncle Dong is for me, not to mention that Uncle Dong is from my Ma family. He did something, and I, Ma Zhibai, must bear the consequences!"

"Then how do you want to bear it?" Gu Qingci said coldly: "He is coming to kill me. My Gu Qingci's life is not that cheap!"

"I know," Ma Zhibai straightened his back, although he looked weak, but he had a strong aura. Facing Gu Qingci and Ning Qing, a great cultivator, he naturally showed off his arrogance and said, "Uncle Dong has been deposed. He has no life left now, so I will pay it back for him!"

"Young Master..., I..."

Dong Zhi wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Ma Zhibai and said, "Uncle Dong, you don't need to say more. I said before that when you return to Beijing this time, you don't have to follow me, but you haven't returned to Beijing yet!"

Gu Qingci now looked down on Ma Zhibai. It is already rare to be able to stand up for a servant. He stood up and walked over slowly.

"brush"

With a sound of sword, a waist knife appeared in Gu Qingci's hand. Yan Bo's waist knife, who had been hiding in the corner and had not spoken, was almost ignored.

There was still blood on the waist knife, and many places were cut and lame, and there were many gaps in the blade. It can be seen that Yan Bo was also brave enough on the battlefield.

Gu Qingci handed the knife to Ma Zhibai and said, "I don't want you half a life, I just want you an arm. If you leave an arm, you can take it away!"

Gu Qingci's eyes were joking, and there was a hint of coldness. He wanted to see if this young master with red lips, white teeth, white eyebrows and beautiful eyes were the righteousness he showed, and whether he was a real gentleman!

"Young Master, no!" Dong Zhi shouted hurriedly: "Gu Qingci, you have such a vicious thought!"

Dong Zhi wanted to rush over, but a short knife fell from the sky and pressed against his shoulders, making him unable to move. This was Ning Qing's knife, floating in the air, but it was like a mountain pressing against Dong Zhi.

Ma Zhibai looked at the waist knife in front of him and closed his eyes deeply. It was difficult to make a decision. On the one hand, it was Dong Zhi's fate, his righteousness, but on the other hand, it was his future and his future.

If he doesn't move the knife, Dong Zhi will be dead.

If he uses a knife and cuts his arm, it means that from now on, Ma Zhibai will be a useless person, and his future has nothing to do with him.
Chapter completed!