When he heard this, Yue Feng's face suddenly became even more ugly. Then, he pushed Linghu Chong away, bent his waist, and began to vomit wildly.

After a long time, Yue Feng felt that he was almost vomiting his intestines. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and said to Linghu Chong: "If you kill so many people for the first time, you will kill so many like me. I promise that your face will look even worse than mine. And with this blood, I will be so disgusting to me."

Along the way, Linghu Chong chattered and asked Yue Feng various questions again. Although Yue Feng was a little bored, he still answered him carefully.

When the two of them returned to Huashan, the sky was almost dawn. At this time, Yue Lingshan still did not wake up, but her face became much more shocked. Seeing this situation, Yue Feng's heart that had been holding tightly finally let go.

After a full midnight struggle, Yue Feng said he was very tired. Suddenly, Yue Feng turned his gaze to Linghu Chong, but saw him frowning, not knowing what questions he was thinking. After hesitating for a moment, Yue Feng asked, "What are you thinking, say it out and let me listen. Perhaps, I know the answer."

"I'm thinking." Linghu Chong suddenly felt a little anxious on his face and said, "I want to ask, the Songshan Sect is one of the Five Mountains Sword Sects, and my Huashan Sect is also one of the Five Mountains Sword Sects. Others say that the Five Mountains Sword Sect is in unison, but why do the Songshan Sect come to my Huashan Sect to provoke trouble? And your murderous people from the Songshan Sect are not ruthless at all. Isn't this what the master said about the same sects? But if we don't kill them, they will deal with us. Junior brother, are you doing the right thing?"

Yue Feng looked at Linghu Chong, his eyes full of complexity. He always regarded Linghu Chong as a child. Even though Linghu Chong was fifteen years old, two years older than his body, he still did not expect that Linghu Chong could think of so many things.

When he recalled Linghu Chong's birth, Yue Feng had some enlightenment. Linghu Chong was born as an orphan and kept floating around. When he was ten years old, he was lucky enough to meet Yue Buqun and joined the Huashan Sect. If he was not mature enough, he would have died inexplicably on the streets. It is said that children who were early to be a family grow up quickly, and those who were early to be involved in the world are even more so.

Shaking his head, Yue Feng did not directly answer Linghu Chong's words, but instead spoke: "What if the same disciples are ill? Since they have bad intentions towards us, we naturally cannot be lenient. You must know that there are no real disciples in this world, and there are no real friends. Only interests and naked interests. As long as there are enough interests, even those of the same disciples can be ill; even those of the brothers can be betrayed."

"Some, there must be some." Linghu Chong's eyes were full of determination. Looking at Yue Feng, he no longer had the frivolity he looked like before, but was all serious. He said, "Yes, there must be real friends in this world. For example, you are my friend, no matter what, we are all good brothers."

Yue Feng looked at Linghu Chong's face and couldn't help feeling a little funny.

This may be Linghu Chong's purest view, without any impurities. It's just that this belief can be held on to in the storm of the world. Under the temptation of power, driven by interests, and attracted by martial arts secrets, even the firmest belief will be shaken.

Only those children who know nothing and young people who have not experienced the world will have such ridiculous views.
Chapter completed!