Chapter 41： Plant a ray of good thoughts

The three brothers of the Wu family looked at each other and felt murderous in their hearts. Of course, they knew that the Dragon Scale Horse would not be able to change the owner once they recognized the master, but they saw that their "things" were taken away by others, how could they tolerate it?

"Little brother, I advise you, it's not yours, but don't try to be aggressive, it's better to say to the dragon scale horse, let him talk to us."

The boss of the Wu family said coldly, if it was the order given by the owner of the Dragonscale Horse, there might be a chance.

Silence pointed to his own service, and said, "Could you really make up your mind to grab something from the Ziyun Sect true biography disciple?"

"The true disciple of Ziyun Sect?"

The Wu family's three brothers' complexion changed drastically. Purple is not the unique color of Ziyun Sect. They really didn't expect this for a while.

They glanced at each other, a little hesitant, but in the end they gritted their teeth fiercely, and sneered, "What about the true disciple of the Ziyun Sect? The second layer of the Profound Origin Realm? I will wait for my brother to kill you like a dog, here No one is inhabited. If you die, who would know that I was waiting for my brother to kill?"

He was silent and helpless, turned around and smiled: "Senior Sister Thirteen, Senior Brother Nineteen, if you don't come again, I'll complain to the Sect Master when I go back, saying that you are indifferent to life and death."

The two of Xu Ying who were hiding in the distance were about to watch a good show, they couldn't help their expressions sinking when they heard the words, and they could only walk over.

"Now, three to three, what do you think of the three?" Silent looked at the Wu family three brothers with a bright smile.

"Go!" The Wu family three brothers didn't hesitate anymore, turned around and left. They might have a fortune in a three-on-one fight, but three-on-three, these individual guests, facing the famous disciples, they really have no chance of winning.

"Hurt my mount, you want to leave if you want to leave?"

The silent face suddenly turned cold, turning into three figures to block the three Wu family brothers at the same time.

The three brothers of the Wu family suddenly changed their complexions. When they got together, they couldn't tell which one was the real one and which one was the fake one.

Silence is now the cultivation base of the second heaven in the Xuanyuan realm, and even in terms of the strength of the true essence, it is almost the same as Xu Ying in the sixth heaven in the Xuanyuan realm, not to mention these ordinary individual visitors.

If you use the Hundred Shadows Illusion, you will only be controlled within the three realms. It is just a matter of hand, even if the mountains are reborn in the same realm as him, they will definitely not be able to penetrate.

This is the advantage of Zhenyuan, even ordinary martial arts can achieve extraordinary results.

"What do you want to do? Can the disciples of Ziyun Sect kill people at will?" The Wu family boss stared in silence, very jealous, and suddenly realized how stupid his previous thoughts were. Don't say that Xu Ying and Xu Ying would not come out. Silent alone, they are not necessarily silent opponents.

This makes them desperate. Can a distinguished disciple really be so strong?

Xu Ying and the two looked at Silence curiously, and they wanted to see how Silence handled the matter, and they even faintly hoped that Silence could fight the Wu Family three brothers.

Now they have appeared, not in the dark, even if they don't help, there is nothing to be accused of silence. After all, the power of silence is there and they don't need their help.

What the two of them didn't realize was that when they were afraid to complain to Lu Shandao in silence, they subconsciously admitted that they would return without success.

"Now it's in the troubled times of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect. As Xuanyuan realm warriors, you are of your own use. I will not kill you." Silently glanced at the three of them and said lightly.

The three brothers of the Wu family breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other. They all clasped their fists in silence and said, "My three brothers have accepted this matter today. Dare to ask your surname?"

"Don't rush to get close, I haven't finished speaking yet." With a silent sneer, the Wu family's three brothers' complexion changed slightly, and they did not dare to say anything.

"My three counties and ten sects have formulated the anti-devil list. You must know that the list is not only for my ten disciples, but all the warriors in the three counties."

"You hurt my mount. Death and sin are inevitable. After the Anti-Magic Conference is over, I will see the names of the three of you on the Anti-Magic List, and each must have killed 100,000 Demon Sect Xuan Yuan. The record of the disciple!"

"If not, I will find you myself!"

The expressions of the three brothers in the Wu family changed drastically. Silence of a true disciple of the Ziyun Sect was just as powerful, but they wanted them to kill a hundred disciples of the Profound Origin Realm of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, didn't they force them to die?

"My name is silence. You may not have heard of it before, but you will hear it later."

"This is not a multiple-choice question for you, but your only way to survive."

Having said that, silence no longer cares about the three Wu family brothers, the three figures are united, and once again appear in front of the dragon scale horse.

The dragon scale horse suddenly stepped back ten feet, shouting at the silence, with hatred in his eyes.

"I didn't kill them, do you feel wronged?"

He raised his eyebrows silently, his complexion suddenly turned cold, and pressed a palm in the air, pressing the dragon scale horse as high as one foot on the ground, his bones were broken, and black blood flowed from his mouth and ears.

Such a scene made the three brothers of the Wu family and Xu Ying both puzzled. Isn't that dragon-scale horse a silent mount? Why is silence so careless?

Walking silently, overlooking the dragon scale horse condescendingly, indifferently said: "What is my relationship with you, why should I stand for you?"

Dragon Scale Horse's hatred eyes slowly became deep, and he stared at the figure firmly, as if he wanted to swallow this person into his mind.

Its hatred for silence had dissipated a lot, at this moment, it was extremely strong!

Silence healed its injury again. After the healing, the dragonscale horse was silent, and no longer yelled at the silence, it was as quiet as an ordinary horse.

Xu Ying gradually came to understand, knowing that silence had not really tame this dragon-scale horse, and at this moment, she was training.

But acting silently is too domineering. This kind of behavior will surely make the dragon scale surrender for a short time, but I wonder if it will be too late?

She sighed, came to Silence, her eyes flickered, and asked: "Why do you want those three to kill thirty thousand demon sect disciples, and want them to die, so why bother? You don’t have anything to spare, just So sure they will listen to you?"

Sitting on horseback in silence, looking down, said, "Senior Sister, what do you see?"

Xu Ying was taken aback, followed his line of sight. There were wailing everywhere, and the victims seemed to line up spontaneously, looking numb and not knowing where to go.

"People, many people, ordinary people." Xu Ying said.

Looking back at her in silence, his eyes were strange, and he said, "Sister, I have a question, why are you practicing so hard?"

Xu Ying sneered and said proudly: "Of course it is to be stronger, in order to one day be able to control one's own life, if it can dominate the lives of others on this basis, it would be better."

"Senior Sister tells you sincerely, Junior Admire."

Xu Ying saw something inexplicable flashing in her silent eyes, it seemed...disappointed? But maybe it was just her illusion, because the silence only glanced at her, and then continued to look down.

Below, a dozen disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect did not know where they came from. Seeing this long line, Jie Jie laughed and thousands of miserable screams went straight into the sky.

Silence patted the dragon scale horse's head, and the dragon scale horse swooped away, the sword light fluttered in silence, and returned after harvesting the heads of those Wan Mozong disciples.

"Senior Sister is right, but I still feel that since we have the opportunity to practice martial arts and have cultivated to such a high level, we must do something within our power."

"Not for power, not for reputation, not for profit, not for return, just ask for a clear conscience."

"Some things, I see, I will do it, if I don't do it, I will feel uneasy."

Silence came out of the sword again, beheading a disciple of the Profound Origin Realm of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, and said indifferently: "I don't kill them because they have no reason to die. I asked them to kill the disciple of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect. Want them to die."

"I just planted a goal and a ray of thought in their hearts. I hope that when they see that the disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect are doing evil, they can think of my words even after they have nothing to do with their thoughts. It is to kill a wicked person in awe and save a good person..."

"My words are worth it..."

Xu Ying looked at the figure from behind, stunned. She wanted to sneer at the silent words, but after a long time of brewing, she found that she couldn't laugh.

She finally knew why there was a dragon-scale horse under her crotch in silence, and such a mysterious footwork, that she would arrive in East Star City two days later than them.

Because he saw more things in his eyes than them!

This time, Silence walked a lot faster, and had been advancing at full speed without meeting the disciples of Ten Thousand Demon Sect.

A day later, they finally saw the outline of the high-walled mansion city.

"Father, here I am!"

Silent eyes were firm, and a tall figure appeared in his mind, stepping on a dragon-scale horse, stepping eight hundred feet!