Mo Han's eyes swept over the faces of the leaders of the eight major forces one by one, with a joking smile on his lips. He could not express happiness or sadness, he just glanced at them quietly.
The atmosphere in the entire arena suddenly became extremely strange, as if something silent was growing in everyone's heart.
Qi Ling's father, Xiao Ning's father and grandfather, Wei Su's master, and Long Sheng from the Qingli Kingdom all lowered their heads subconsciously when they saw Mo Han's eyes, not daring to look directly at Mo Han.
They knew what they were doing was wrong, and they knew that from a moral perspective, they had the opportunity to stop it just now, but they didn't.
They also know that from their respective standpoints, what they did just now is right and there is no problem.
Many times, there is no exact right or wrong, nor is there exact good or evil. Everything is due to different positions and different perspectives on the problem, which leads to different final choices.
Mo Han understands their thoughts and their actions. But from now on, they are no longer Mo Han's comrades, they are just passers-by, slightly familiar passers-by. Mo Han's debt to them has been fully repaid, and they owe Mo Han
Starting from today, it will also be written off.
As for the future, as long as they don't offend Mo Han, Mo Han will not cause trouble for them.
Xiao Yuan, Xiao Huai, Long Jing, Long Sheng, Qi Haoyu, Qi Zhe, Fu Chuang, Zhou Yingyi and others had completely understood the meaning in Mo Han's eyes. At this moment, he suddenly realized that they seemed to have lost something.
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There is no trace of this thing, just a feeling that appears suddenly and disappears suddenly.
Qi Ling, Wei Su, and Xiao Ning struggled to stand up from the ground while their elders were not paying attention. At a glance, they saw Mo Han sitting on the ground, leaning on the Tai Chi heavy sword.
"Xiaohan, what's wrong with you? Who dared to hurt you?" Although Qi Ling, Wei Su, and Xiao Ning failed to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, they were just short of reaching the Nascent Soul stage. With their eyesight, one glance
It could be seen that Mo Han was seriously injured. Therefore, after they stood up, they rushed to Mo Han without thinking and roared menacingly.
Judging from their looks, as long as they knew who hurt Mo Han, they would pounce on him and fight him tooth and nail.
Mo Han grinned again, this time his smile came from deep in his heart, without any other meaning, it was just pure happiness: "Okay, you three, don't make a fuss. I will repay the injury you suffered today twice as much in the future.
Not bad at all, when have you ever seen me suffer a loss?"
This life-and-death struggle, which can be considered a farce, has been temporarily put on a comma. Beidou Qingyun and Nangong Guangrong looked at the practitioners standing in the corner of the Dead Leaf Continent, especially the leaders of the eight major forces, and chuckled.
It is full of disdain and ridicule.
It seems to be saying that they gave up a great opportunity, and it seems to be laughing at their ignorance.
Beidou Qingyun and Nangong Guangrong sneered and said, "You can hold the Tianlong Competition this time. Such waste is just a burden to our family. You can just do what you want." After saying this, the two of them turned around with their men.
Just leave.
Due to the conflict between Jian Pengkun and Mo Han, the ceremony to welcome the practitioners of Cambrian Continent became very strange. Especially after Beidou Qingyun and Nangong Glory left, the cultivators of Dead Leaf Continent were sulking. Cambrian Continent
The interest of the cultivators waned, and they asked everyone to leave with just a casual word. The Tianlong Competition will be held in three days, and the registration time will be tomorrow. Of course, the specific operations will definitely be handled by the eight major forces on the Dead Leaf Continent.
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Qi Lingwei, Su Xiaoning and three others supported Mo Han and staggered towards their residence.
Outside the entire venue, the eight major forces in the Dead Leaf Continent have built independent small buildings one after another. Some have a small courtyard, some are just a small building, and some are inns.
The operators are naturally people from the eight major forces.
These courtyards, small buildings, and inns are all arranged in a clear order according to different specifications and levels. The one Qi Ling and the other three brought Mo Han to was an independent small courtyard.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, the rich vitality of heaven and earth rushed towards him. Compared with the outside, it seemed to be two different worlds.
"These small courtyards are prepared by the eight major forces for the cultivators of the Cambrian Continent, as well as those who are at the spirit level and above. Under the entire courtyard, many high-grade Yuan stones are placed and spirit gathering arrays are arranged to ensure that
There is plenty of vitality inside." As soon as he entered the small courtyard, Qi Ling looked at Mo Han's puzzled eyes and slowly explained.
Mo Han nodded without saying anything. Although the battle with Jian Pengkun was extremely short, Mo Han suffered serious internal injuries and needed treatment as soon as possible.
Qi Ling and the others arranged Mo Han into the room with the strongest vitality, then turned around and sat in the living room. The three of them looked at each other without saying a word.
Closing his eyes, the Mysterious Sutra slowly circulated in his body. Mo Han suddenly became more energetic and slowly healed his wounds.
With the arrival of the cultivators from the Cambrian Continent, the entire Dead Leaf Continent instantly boiled, and countless cultivators flocked in from all over the place, all gathering outside the Tianlong Competition venue.
Although the eight major forces have made predictions and prepared plans, it may be that no real Tianlong Competition has been held in five thousand years, which makes this Tianlong Competition extremely popular. In addition to cultivators, there are also countless secular nobles and wealthy businessmen.
Come here to watch the game.
It was the evening of the second day when Mo Han woke up from practice. When he came out of the retreat room, he did not see Qi Ling and the others. Instead, he saw Beidou Qingyun and Wang Shun sitting in the living room. He saw Mo Han
Han came out and quickly stood up to greet him.
"Where are Qi Ling, Wei Su, and Xiao Ning?" Mo Han looked at Beidou Qingyun and asked.
Beidou Qingyun handed a cup of tea to Mo Han and smiled slightly: "This time the Tianlong Competition is very popular. The so-called eight major forces in your mouth want to monopolize the profits brought by this Tianlong Competition, but they are not fully prepared and lack manpower.
Called all three of them back."
Mo Han took the teacup handed over by Beidou Qingyun. Before he drank it, he could smell the rich fragrance, as if it were the most delicious thing in the world. After taking a sip, his whole body felt refreshed, and with a sip of warm Yuanli, he felt happy in his body.
It surged. Although Mo Han didn't know how to taste tea, he knew that this tea was definitely the best: "Good tea."
"Mo Han, do you also want to participate in this Tianlong Competition?" After drinking the tea in the cup, Beidou Qingyun looked at Mo Han and asked suddenly.
Mo Han nodded: "Didn't I say that there are many rewards for the champion of the Tianlong Competition? I am so poor, I must participate, otherwise how will I practice in the future? It is impossible to rob the rich and give to the poor every day!"