Ming Qianhe sighed quietly, looked at the piles of corpses in the distance, and asked harshly.
"In your opinion, I, Feng Qingkuang, am someone who is afraid of causing trouble. I, Feng Qingkuang, only kill those who deserve to be killed!"
"you……"
Ming Qianhe was stunned and speechless for a moment.
Indeed, judging from his understanding of Qing Kuang's temper, she can be said to be a truly fearless person. From this point of view, she is somewhat similar to his proud disciple, the mad disciple in red.
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"The three countries on the mainland have been feuding for a long time, and war is inevitable. Could it be that it happened because of me, Feng Qingkuang?
Besides, in the world, the strong are respected, and those who are weak should have been eliminated long ago!"
Ming Qianhe was shocked again when he heard what she said. It had to be said that what Qing Kuang said was by no means unreasonable.
"Do you really think so?"
Qing Kuang remained silent and did not answer him any more.
"That's okay, that's okay! So, I'm afraid this trip to the evil land will have to be changed at short notice.
I have offended Beiming Kingdom, I am afraid I will never have a peaceful life these days!"
Ming Qianhe murmured to himself.
I kept Qing Kuang in my mind and walked towards the top of Heming Valley.
Behind him, Ming Qianhe’s faint voice came:
"Feng Qingkuang, have you forgotten one thing? Your Hurricane Regiment has completed such a large secret mission, but you haven't received the mission reward yet. Don't you want it anymore?"
Qing Kuang was startled suddenly, and his steps came to an abrupt stop. He recalled what Miss Zhao said in the trade union hall at that time, that she would know the reward of this mission after completing the mission. It seemed that Ming Qianhe was a key figure.
Qingkuang took a few steps back to Ming Qianhe, his eyes were like lightning, and he stared at him coldly.
Ming Qianhe's face showed a bit of pride. Although he was old and weak, and his spiritual power had almost disappeared, it was a rare thing for a strange woman like Feng Qingkuang to ask for his help.
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"It's not difficult to get what I have, but first, please tell me, the skill you used to summon the cranes just now...is not a skill of my human race?"
Ming Qianhe was making innuendoes, still seeming a little unsure.
"The ancient art of controlling beasts!"
Qing Kuang said these words coldly, each word was like thunder, shocking Ming Qianhe to the point of being frightened and unable to remember.
"What...have you really..."[
Ming Qianhe was shocked and looked up and down Qing Kuang.
There was a look of disbelief in his eyes, but soon, Ming Qianhe put away his surprise and stopped talking about the art of controlling beasts.
Because Ming Qianhe himself knew that even he knew nothing about the art of controlling beasts. He did not want to behave like this in front of a junior like Feng Qingkuang.
"Ahem... Okay, let's talk about the mission reward! Just now I watched you fight, and you have achieved a little success in Qinyin's ancient martial arts. It seems that your time in Slanta Academy has not been in vain.
However... although the sound of the strings is strong, the strings already seem a bit weak..."
Qing Kuang looked surprised and shouted coldly:
"how do I say this?"
"When I handed Xianmo Guqin to you, your foundation in ancient martial arts was still shallow, and your cultivation of ancient martial arts was extremely low. The strings used were ordinary things. Now it seems that since your cultivation of ancient martial arts has made rapid progress, it is also
It’s time to change to a stronger and more advanced string color!”
Ming Qianhe said thoughtfully and calmly. His eyes slowly moved on the ink-colored guqin behind Qing Kuang.