His brows were frowned tightly, and Yang Feng's palm, holding the jade slip, trembled slightly, and his face was embarrassed.

The great worshiper looked at him with anticipation: Yang Daxia, what's wrong with you? Learn now?"

Damn, how can I learn this expensive? I can’t understand the secrets and techniques, so I don’t know how to apply them.

After slapping his lips twice, Yang Feng touched his nose, turned his head, and did not reply, but was just worried about how to deal with it.

Did you tell him that he didn't understand what the secret book was about? Isn't that self-destructing his image and letting these old guys underestimate me?

Anyone who cultivators in this world doesn’t understand the secrets and minds?

This is equivalent to the fact that in modern society, he was like he didn't know words. Isn't he completely illiterate?

His great hero Yang Feng is now in the eyes of these five old men, and he is an idol-like leader. If his image collapses because of such a small matter, where does his proud self-esteem go?

No, you must keep it hidden and never let them know that they are illiterate in their practice.

A flash of splendor in his eyes, Yang Feng had already made up his mind that he had to pretend to be a high-end and hard-dressed person. However, when he saw the hot eyes of the worshipper, he didn't know how to deal with it.

Suddenly, Yang Feng glanced at him and saw that Mo Shaoqiu, whose cultivation was sealed, was calm from beginning to end, with a look of ancient wells. Even when he heard that he was about to be searched for his memory, he still looked unchanged.

Could it be... what he said is true, and there is no concealment, so he is not afraid of checking?

His eyes turned left and right, and Yang Feng finally had a solution.

Great offering!”

Here, Yang Daxia, what are your instructions?"

Take this back.”

With a solemn expression, Yang Feng raised his head proudly and returned the jade slip to the envoy, which was indescribable and relaxed and natural.

The envoy looked at the jade slip handed over, looked confused and didn't take it, but said in great confusion: Daxia Yang, you are..."

I won’t learn this soul search!”

Why?"

because……"

A glimmer flashed in his eyes, Yang Feng suddenly turned his head, stared at Mo Shaoqiu's calm eyes, and said solemnly: I believe that Senior Mo's character is no longer necessary."

What? Do you believe in this devil?"

As soon as these words came out, the four worshipers were shocked.

Mo Shaoqiu was also slightly stunned and looked at Yang Feng with a look of surprise, as if he didn't expect him to say such words.

Logically speaking, with Yang Feng's unfathomable mental cultivation, he had no way to deal with him with soul search**.

But I never expected that this young man trusted his words so much, and did not have full doubts about him like those righteous people.

He couldn't help but feel a little flattered, but he didn't know that Yang Feng could not learn this soul searching ** at all.

Staring at Yang Feng tightly, the envoy was puzzled: Yang Daxia, maybe you don’t know how notorious this man named Mo is in the world and full of evil deeds. How can you believe his words? If you don’t check it, how can you feel assured?"

No matter how bad he is in the world, from the first glance, I knew that he was a man who dared to act. Since he was willing to confess, he would never hide it. If he said he didn't know, he would definitely not know!"

Man? Why are you so sure?"

From his eyes, I can tell!"

The envoy was even more suspicious. Yang Feng found a step for himself and said loudly: From his calm eyes, I could see that his heart was open-minded. Maybe he was a devil, cruel and ruthless, and murderous, but he was definitely not a villain."

The so-called "knowing heroes" is a hero. Since we have just interrogated him, if we don't believe him, it is an insult to this senior. I, Yang Feng, would never do this. Since I believe it, I will not doubt it; if I doubt it, I would not have to interrogate at all. Now that I have asked what I should ask, I will fulfill my promise."

puff!

As he said that, Yang Feng slapped Mo Shaoqiu's chest with a palm, and saw that the cold air returned to Yang Feng's body at a speed visible to the naked eye. The seal on Mo Shaoqiu's body was also untied in an instant.

Seeing this scene, the four worshippers were shocked: Yang Daxia, what are you doing?"

Let him go!"

What, let him go?"

Yes, I said before, let him go after asking him, and my god-like hero will never go back on his word!" He raised his head proudly, and almost pushed his nostrils to the sky. Yang Feng had a noble and great face, and his holy light filled his cheeks, full of heroic spirit.

But no one knew that, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and finally saved his glorious image and fooled the matter of learning to search souls.

And the great worshiper beat his chest and stamped his feet: Yang Daxia, what else can he tell such a demon? How can you let him go? Isn’t that a disaster again? Maybe he just left, but he went to surrender to the Ghost King and became enemies with us."

So what?”

With a brow raised, Yang Feng said righteously: If he defected to the Ghost King again, I will take him again. This is understandable. But because of this, I will break my promise and become fat. Then what is the difference between us and the devils we have been scolded all day long? Maybe it is worse than them!"

If we can do something that we usually sneer at in order to deal with these demons, then we will become new demons. Even if we win the scene, we will lose. We lose in our hearts, our hearts are polluted by them, and we become birds of feathers with them. Do you understand?"

Silence, the great worshipers stopped talking, but were just thinking about Yang Feng's spiritual chicken soup.

After looking at Yang Feng deeply, Mo Shaoqiu suddenly burst into laughter, then he hugged and fisted respectfully and said: Yang Daxia is worthy of the name of a hero. Mo has never conquered anyone in his life, and he is even more disdainful of those hypocrites and decent masters who seek fame. But today, Yang Daxia's actions convinced Mo. Not only your strength, but also your style, can be called the word "a hero."

Mo promised you that after leaving this gate today, I will not follow the Ghost King again. The favor I owe him has already paid back after the last fight with Yang Daxia.”

Goodbye!"

After bowing deeply, Mo Shaoqiu turned around and left, but he didn't even look at the worshippers.

He is a proud man, with his muddy eyes always looking up at the blue sky, so how could he let go of those secular sluts? Maybe Yang Feng is one of the few people he can see.

Looking at the back of Mo Shaoqiu gradually fading away, the worshipers were mixed with feelings, but Yang Feng raised his mouth and breathed a sigh of relief.

Today, my style is really high. Not only has it alleviated the sudden embarrassing situation, but it has also won a wave of praise from the opponent.
Chapter completed!