"That's not necessarily the case. When disaster strikes, we all fly away. Otherwise, as the second senior brother said, why is he still standing here well now?" I don't know which junior brother said this, and then a group of people agreed with him.
"Stop making noise!" Fu Hongxiao shouted, and the whole mountain suddenly became peaceful.
"You said...why did you let Lingshan die after you came back well?" Fu Hongxiao pointed at Luo Qingyun with trembling hands. The resentment in his eyes almost made him want to pounce on Luo Qingyun and kill him.
"My disciple is incompetent and cannot protect Lingshan." Luo Qingyun told the truth.
"Then who dares to kill our Qingshan faction?"
"It's a long story. I don't know who these killers are."
"Master, look, this is such a tragic massacre, but the senior brother doesn't know anything about it." The second senior brother started to sow discord again.
Seeing this, Mo Zihan really couldn't stand it anymore.
She suddenly remembered a classic line from Dongfang Invincible - What are rivers and lakes? Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes!
As big as the imperial court or as small as a Jianghu sect, as long as there are people, there will be competition.
Obviously, now that the crown prince of Qingshan Sect is dead, as long as Luo Qingyun can be stepped on, this second senior brother can successfully succeed as the next leader.
And this Fu Hongxiao is also an extremely selfish person. Not to mention that this Luo Qingyun is the child he raised by himself. He completely regards him as his father. Even if he is just an ordinary disciple, he cannot talk like this! It seems that everyone else should be his.
The child is as good as dead.
"Master Fu, don't blame Brother Luo. He really had no choice but to..."
"Who are you? I, the head of the Qingshan Sect, am teaching my disciples, what qualifications do you, an outsider, have to interrupt?"
Mo Zihan had just begun to speak when he was interrupted by his second senior brother.
"I'm the one who collects Fu Lingshan's body. I'm not even qualified to intervene. Do you?"
Mo Zihan's words made the second senior brother speechless. At the same time, he also successfully attracted Fu Hongxiao's attention.
Realizing that he had just lost his composure, Fu Hongxiao restrained his tone slightly and asked: "Thank you so much for collecting my son's body. I wonder what I should call you?"
"Han Mo."
Judging from Mo Zihan's posture, he should be a person of some status, but Fu Hongxiao thought for a long time but still felt that he had never heard of this name. He thought he was just an unknown person, so he was not so polite.
"Han Mo, since you are the one who sent my disciple back, do you know what is going on?"
"Master Fu, although I don't know what happened, the place where they fought was outside my Baiyun Villa. On my way home, I found the bodies of the disciples of the Qingshan Sect, and Brother Luo, who was seriously injured and unconscious at the time. So.
It’s not that Brother Luo didn’t save Master Fu’s son, it’s that Brother Luo was already in a situation where he couldn’t save himself.”
"I didn't expect Brother Han to have such a bodhisattva heart at such a young age. Not only did he save the disciples of our sect and collect their bodies for us, he also traveled thousands of miles from North Vietnam to Xiliang and made a special trip to send our disciples back!"
Of course Mo Zihan could understand the meaning of Fu Hongxiao's words. On the surface, this person was praising her for her warm-heartedness, but in reality he was questioning her intentions for doing these things.
Although she is not understood to be one of these killers, at least she is regarded as a hotshot hired by Luo Qingyun to avoid punishment. "That's not necessarily the case. They will fly away when the disaster comes. Otherwise, as the second senior brother said, why is he still doing well now?
Are you standing here?" I don't know which junior brother said this, and then another group of people echoed him.
"Stop making noise!" Fu Hongxiao shouted, and the whole mountain suddenly became peaceful.
"You said...why did you let Lingshan die after you came back well?" Fu Hongxiao pointed at Luo Qingyun with trembling hands. The resentment in his eyes almost made him want to pounce on Luo Qingyun and kill him.
"My disciple is incompetent and cannot protect Lingshan." Luo Qingyun told the truth.
"Then who dares to kill our Qingshan faction?"
"It's a long story. I don't know who these killers are."
"Master, look, this is such a tragic massacre, but the senior brother doesn't know anything about it." The second senior brother started to sow discord again.
Seeing this, Mo Zihan really couldn't stand it anymore.
She suddenly remembered a classic line from Dongfang Invincible - What are rivers and lakes? Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes!
As big as the imperial court or as small as a Jianghu sect, as long as there are people, there will be competition.
Obviously, now that the crown prince of Qingshan Sect is dead, as long as Luo Qingyun can be stepped on, this second senior brother can successfully succeed as the next leader.
And this Fu Hongxiao is also an extremely selfish person. Not to mention that this Luo Qingyun is the child he raised by himself. He completely regards him as his father. Even if he is just an ordinary disciple, he cannot talk like this! It seems that everyone else should be his.
The child is as good as dead.
"Master Fu, don't blame Brother Luo. He really had no choice but to..."
"Who are you? I, the head of the Qingshan Sect, am teaching my disciples, what qualifications do you, an outsider, have to interrupt?"
Mo Zihan had just begun to speak when he was interrupted by his second senior brother.
"I'm the one who collects Fu Lingshan's body. I'm not even qualified to intervene. Do you?"
Mo Zihan's words made the second senior brother speechless. At the same time, he also successfully attracted Fu Hongxiao's attention.
Realizing that he had just lost his composure, Fu Hongxiao restrained his tone slightly and asked: "Thank you so much for collecting my son's body. I wonder what I should call you?"
"Han Mo."
Judging from Mo Zihan's posture, he should be a person of some status, but Fu Hongxiao thought for a long time but still felt that he had never heard of this name. He thought he was just an unknown person, so he was not so polite.
"Han Mo, since you are the one who sent my disciple back, do you know what is going on?"
"Master Fu, although I don't know what happened, the place where they fought was outside my Baiyun Villa. On my way home, I found the bodies of the disciples of the Qingshan Sect, and Brother Luo, who was seriously injured and unconscious at the time. So.
It’s not that Brother Luo didn’t save Master Fu’s son, it’s that Brother Luo was already in a situation where he couldn’t save himself.”
"I didn't expect Brother Han to have such a bodhisattva heart at such a young age. Not only did he save the disciples of our sect and collect their bodies for us, he also traveled thousands of miles from North Vietnam to Xiliang and made a special trip to send our disciples back!"
Of course Mo Zihan could understand the meaning of Fu Hongxiao's words. On the surface, this person was praising her for her warm-heartedness, but in reality he was questioning her intentions for doing these things.
Although she is not understood to be one of these killers, at least she is regarded as a hotshot hired by Luo Qingyun to avoid punishment.