Qian Xing honestly explained: "It may be difficult to distinguish between appearances, but it is not a member of the Qian family. Do you live in the Qian family all year round and act in accordance with family rules? These can be seen. Even if outsiders wear Qian family clothes, every move will appear out of place..."

Mo Hua looked unmoved, but she felt a little regretful.

If Qian Xing did not lie and there were very few outsiders in the Qian family, then he should have been in the evil cultivation, at least not on the surface.

"Then do you monks from Qian's family practice any strange skills?"

Qian Xing was slightly stunned, "A strange martial art?"

"It can absorb spiritual power, blood, or replenish things like..."

Qian Xing sneered, "No matter how ignorant I am, I know that these are evil deeds and are prohibited by the Dao Court. How could the Qian family learn it?"

Qian Xing's tone was a bit sarcastic.

Mo Hua knocked his head with a stick and said unhappily:

"What are you sneering, pay attention to your attitude!"

The ink painting did not activate the formation, so this stick was not very powerful, it just hurts a little.

Qian Xing gritted his teeth again, obviously not convinced, but his tone became much more respectful and said honestly:

"The Qian family rules prohibit the practice of evil deeds. Those who violate the rules will dismiss the genealogy, deprive their surnames, and expel them from the family forever."

Mo Hua was a little surprised, it was a bit unlike what the Qian family did...

However, this can also be used to deal with the ban from Dao Court, and it is unknown what is added on the surface.

Mo Hua asked again: "Have your Qian family done anything bad..."

Halfway through Mo Hua asked, he suddenly realized that this question was in vain.

The Qian family does bad things every day.

It would be strange if you don't do bad things.

Mo Hua then asked a few questions indirectly, and Qian Xing answered them truthfully, and it seemed that he did not lie.

But the ink painting still gained nothing, which could not be proved, and the evil cultivation had entered the Qian family, nor could it be proved that the Qian family had entered the Heishan Village.

Mo Hua sighed in her heart, and it seemed that she couldn't ask anything.

But that's right. Although Qian Xing is a direct descendant, he is a playboy after all. Even if the Qian family colluded with Heishanzhai, they would not tell Qian Xing about the matter.

Since he couldn't ask anything, Mo Hua had to let Qian Xing go and threatened:

"Let you go this time, and you will mess with me next time. Be careful of your life!"

Qian Xing showed joy on his face. He didn't expect that Mo Hua would really let him go.

Qian Xing nodded quickly, and then regardless of the injuries on his body, he ignored the Qian family's disciples who fell to the ground, ran to Tongxian City on their own.

Mo Hua shook her head as she looked at Qian Xing's back.

Qian Xing really doesn't treat people as human beings.

Not only do he not treat outsiders as human beings, he does not treat them as human beings even as disciples of the Qian family.

These disciples are doing things for him, but now they are seriously injured and fainted on the ground. He doesn't even look at him, just escaping his life.

He bullies others with his power and is harsh on his face, but he is a fool.

Why did the Qian family produce such a waste?

Mo Hua felt a little emotional, and suddenly felt aroused in her heart, and remembered what Qian Xing said to him with a hideous face:

"I just need to take him to the mountain... let the monster eat his flesh bite by bit, and let him die of pain..."

Ink painting frowned.

Daheishan is dangerous. Qian Xing doesn’t look like he dares to enter Daheishan.

Moreover, the Qian family is not a demon hunter. They can kill people, but feeding people with monsters does not seem to be their style of doing things.

Qian Xing was running desperately, but as he ran, he suddenly realized that he could not move.

There were light blue chains all around him, locking him completely, Mo Hua flashed a few times and came to him.

Qian Xing said angrily: "You said you let me go!"

"I'll ask you one last question..."

Mo Hua's eyes were slightly deeper, "You asked me to trouble me at the beginning, did you say that you would take me to the mountain to feed monsters?"

Qian Xing's expression changed, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"

"You have done this before?"

Qian Xing hesitated and said, "No."

Mo Hua was a little surprised and asked again: "Is that what other people in the Qian family did?"

Qian Xing felt a little palpitation and shook his head, but his eyes dodged.

Mo Hua gradually became confident in her heart and her eyes gradually became sharper, "You saw the Qian family do this!"

Qian Xingqiang calmed down and said, "I, I don't!"

But his guilty look was simply a sign of excitement.

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed and said, "Who is feeding people with monsters?"

Qian Xing didn't dare to look at Mo Hua's eyes, looked around and said "no" on his lips. Even if Mo Hua scared him and said he would kill him, he would not dare to say anything.

Mo Hua couldn't ask, and when he moved his mind, he took a step back:

"You don't say who it is, but you have to tell me what kind of monster is feeding."

Qian Xing looked panicked. He didn't dare to say who it was, but he was afraid that Mo Hua would really take his life if he didn't say anything.

This place is remote and has no trace of people, which is convenient for ink painting, but now it is convenient for ink painting to attack him.

Qian Xing hesitated for a long time, and finally the fear of death prevailed. He stuttered:

"Yes...a pig."

A flash of light flashed in Mo Hua's eyes, "What kind of pig is it?"

Qian Xing hesitated for a long time and couldn't say it.

Mo Hua said slowly: "Is it a pig, fat and big, stupid, full of bloodstains..."

Qian Xing looked shocked and his eyes were shocked:

"How do you know?!"

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