"Does someone come to trouble you because of these things?

I have told those suffering masters who have sought Wulong Villa several times, as well as the sects behind them, that as long as I am still there, no one is allowed to harass you.

As for Zhang Chu's affairs, I think you handled it very well.

After saving the innocent and avoiding the hard struggle, there will be another casualty.

I'm not blaming you for taking action to eliminate evil. If I encounter those thieves, I will draw my sword to face each other.

What I want to say is just the nature of you."

He waved his finger and said:

"You don't know that when you were in Suzhou, Brother Ziwei saw your face.

Beidou is the last one, and he is a person who is strong and upright, compassionate and coldly sees the world in his passionate blood to reward his confidants, but he also restrains his heart. He is a person who is forbearing and arrogant.

It’s just that you are competitive and can easily go to extremes and have a sense of courage. Unfortunately, you can easily lose your strength.

But you just think that you are not conservative in your behavior. You say that I value the difference between good and evil too much, but what you do happen is just an extreme.

Only look at good and evil, not distinguish between good and evil.

But this world of the world is always easy to avoid open guns, but difficult to guard against hidden arrows, and people's words are fearful.

I am afraid that your young mind will be forced by external forces one day, and because of these stains, you will go to extremes in anger.

I'm not worried about your devil...

What I worry about is that your temperament will ruin yourself and end up with no end."

Ren Hao stopped.

He looked at Chen Qiu's disapproval of his face and said:

"I don't believe in the saying of the face of each other.

But unfortunately, Brother Ziwei is superb in Taoism, and almost no mistake is left when he met him.

Zhang Moye is a greedy wolf, stirring up the world's turmoil and leaving behind a mess.

I am the appearance of the golden dragon.

The Tiangang Kanglong is difficult to win the seven stars, traveling around the world, the purple energy avoids evil and eliminates evil.

This face of criticizing one's fate is exactly the same as the life experiences between me and Zhang Moye.

You are my old friend again, and you have helped the upright people repeatedly. Now you are also called the "Heluo Hero". You protect your life and are respected.

But the higher you stand, the more ruthless you fall. Your nature is so, how can I not worry about your future?

The reason why I want to tell you this today is just to remind you that you must be more cautious in your actions in the future. With me, you can protect you even if you make mistakes.

But if there is no self in the future…”

The leader shook his head, reached out and patted Chen Qiu on the shoulder, and said:

"When I think of you as a means, as well as a companion to help, and as well as being involved in many forces, being forced to betray the right path by those with a heart, I feel cold in my heart.

You are not following Zhang Moye's path.

But with your current style of conduct, if you go on the evil path, you will be afraid that it will be another bloody disaster in the world."

Having said that, I have already said it very deeply.

This is not a close person, and he will never say this.

The discomfort in Chen Qiu's heart also dissipated. He didn't care about this, but Ren Hao could not just push it out with his kindness.

He sighed and said to Ren Hao:

"Uncle Ren, you want to put shackles on it. Do you want me to go all the way and go on the right path like you, regardless of it, and fight against the Demon Cult?"

"It's not necessary to sacrifice your life to fight the Demon Cult, but at least you have to have a debate between good and evil in your heart, and you must also take the righteousness and take the truth."

A smile appeared on Ren Hao's face, and he said:

"This time the righteous path is seriously damaged, but with your help, I feel at ease.

I will rectify the Heluo Help and let me have another first-class sect in my decent position. I don’t need to worry about the affairs of the Central Plains.

This distinction between good and evil has been the most important code of conduct in the world for hundreds of years.

Who is a friend and an enemy is also crucial.

Although you practice the magic kung fu by chance, you have to practice it, it is not beautiful after all and you have to talk to others. I will give you this, which is my personal reward for you.

That magic sect kung fu is not practiced in the future.”

Ren Hao took out a booklet from his sleeve and placed it in the palm of Shen Qiu's hand.

"Chen Qiu, be more square in the future, don't let down the reputation of this hero you have finally earned, and don't let down your master's expectations."

He patted Chen Qiu on the shoulder and walked towards the room.

Chen Qiu glanced at the booklet in his hand. It had no name. It seemed that it had only written last night. He used the skillful hand of Gongshu. After walking through a few pages, he realized it and put the booklet in close proximity.

Uncle Ren is worthy of being the leader of the martial arts world, and he is generous in his actions.

"Liangyi Divine Fist..."

Chen Qiu shook his head.

This peerless martial arts is not that easy to get.

After learning Ren Hao's fist, he had the reality of master and apprentice. Ren Hao had never taught these two ritual divine fists to others.

Now that Chen Qiu is taught, it means that Chen Qiu has chosen the mantle of Ren Hao inherited.

With this relationship, as Chen Qiu said just now, this leader of the alliance has put him in shackles.

Yixin took him on the right path.

Ren Hao did not give the complete boxing score. It was not that he was stingy, but that he was a little troublesome when practicing this magical skill. If he didn't lay a solid foundation, he would be completely useless in the future.

Of course, there is another reason that has not been explained.

Chen Qiu wanted to learn from the rest of the world, so he would be a decent knight. In addition, the previous act of massacring up righteous people in Qilu, he would probably be punished.

Although Chen Qiu didn't think that those things were done wrong by himself.

Even though it was forced by Ai Dachai, he did not hate what he did. Although the difference between good and evil is "political correctness" in the world, Chen Qiu just doesn't like these things that were bound to death.

Just like two people who have never seen each other and have never known each other, they hate each other because of their different camps, and they will stop fighting each other.

This action has been maintained for hundreds of years and is based on conventions, but at the very bottom of it, it is obviously abnormal!

It's like a cricket jar.

Both good and evil are the crickets in the cricket jar. They are teased by the thatch and fight to defeat each other as the glory of warriors, and both sides think they are right.

But both sides are right, who is wrong?

How did this behavior that lasted for hundreds of years initially occur?

Chen Qiu doesn't like this feeling of being pushed to fight by tradition.

In the first half of his life, he was taught to think independently, and he had developed the habit of not blindly following.

He is different from others. He does not think that fighting between good and evil is common sense in the world. In the name of righteousness, taking human life does not make people feel happy.

"Something must be driving both sides."

He had a conspiracy theory in his mind.

"That must be something that both parties have not discovered, or something that has been discovered but has been ignored. The entire world is full of that cricket jar.

The black cloth covered everyone's eyes, and the reason cannot be found inside.

If you want to see through everything, you have to jump out of the jar."

Chen Qiu pursed his lips, raised his head, and looked at the tree with leaves floating above his head. He touched the fist in his hand, and suddenly remembered something in his heart.

As the fallen leaves drifted, a voice seemed to say to him:
Chapter completed!