Old Devil, do you dare to see the truth from your hands? Let’s see who we are the waste. Don’t think that your sound wave skills can be invincible in the world!”

OK, then you guys will go together. I will use one hand and use one more to count as my loss!”

you……"

OK, don’t argue. If you really want to fight, fight me!"

The four worshippers and Mo Shaoqiu couldn't stand each other, and they faced each other in a tit-for-tat way and were about to start fucking, but they were stopped by Yang Feng's loud shout.

With Yang Feng's strength and current prestige, neither Mo Shaoqiu nor the worshippers dared to act rashly in front of him. After gritting his teeth, he swallowed all his anger into his stomach and stopped clamoring.

Yang Feng glanced at them frivolously and smiled, and he smiled so naturally.

The four worshipers, Senior Mo is a guest after all. No matter how prejudice you are against Senior Mo, you should not be rude to the guests or lose your courtesy.”

Senior Mo, just now, the four priests in the family were rude and collided with Senior. Yang apologized to Senior. I hope Senior will forgive him!"

As he said that, Yang Feng stood up straight and bowed to Mo Shaoqiu, treating the wise and the wise.

When Mo Shaoqiu saw this, he did not dare to be negligent. He quickly stood up and went back to worship Yang Feng. He was even more respectful to Yang Feng.

After all, with Yang Feng's strength, he was so respectful to him. A warm current flowed through his heart and said ashamed: Yang Daxia was humble, Mo was ashamed of being ashamed!"

Senior Mo is polite, please sit down!"

After smiling slightly, Yang Feng invited Mo Shaoqiu back to his seat and said lightly: Since Senior Mo does not want to be an enemy of the Ghost King, then we don’t talk about the Ghost King, let’s talk about Senior Mo’s thoughts.”

What’s my heart?”

Yes, Senior Mo, a late-stage master of the third-level art spirit, actually plays music and accompanies a little girl in the brothel. Could it be that she is interesting to that little girl?"

With a slight brow raised, Yang Feng chuckled and said: But this is not right. With Senior Mo's status, would he not even have the money to raise a little girl? Why did he let her sing in a brothel?"

There must be a bigger conspiracy!”

Hearing this, the great worshiper beside him made arbitrary sect.

Mo Shaoqiu glanced at him coldly, no longer looked at him, but looked at Yang Feng and smiled: Yang Daxia doesn't know that I am playing songs in brothels, not for women. I have only known that little girl for several months, and I have no friendship, let alone any unreasonable thoughts."

Oh? Why isn’t you a woman in a brothel?”

For the way of music!”

Music? Music?"

good!"

As the corner of his mouth curled, Mo Shaoqiu said with a look of wandering: Mo has no hobbies in his life, but he only likes to listen to the wonderful sounds. In the eyes of ordinary people, this place seems to be a place for men and women to enjoy. But you cannot deny that from ancient times to the present, many occasional witty words of talented men and beautiful women have happened in this brothel."

Here is full of love between men and women, joys and sorrows, various people, various songs, and many poets and poets, leaving behind good sentences. Here I am watching the warmth and coldness of human feelings, laughter and joy, helplessness, and the song is high and weak. Every emotion is accompanied by a melodious song, wandering in my ears. I am unwilling to break this natural and comfortable environment, so I have always played a low-key role as a musician and felt everything in it!"

Speaking of this, Mo Shaoqiu closed his eyes deeply, as if he was immersed in his imagination again.

Yang Feng stared at him tightly and nodded.

So that's it, he is a composer looking for inspiration in brothels!

It seems that he is a music enthusiast and has a very passionate love for music, so that's easy to deal with. Knowing his interests and hobbies, starting from this point of view, he doesn't believe it.

A glimmer flashed in his eyes, and Yang Feng smiled faintly: It turns out that Senior Mo is as good as Boya Ziqi. No wonder I look at your temperament and feel very elegant, full of artistic bacteria!"

ah?"

Uh no, it's an art cell!"

Art cell?"

Mo Shaoqiu still didn't understand, and Yang Feng was too lazy to explain, but said solemnly: But Senior Mo, if one day there is no music in this world, what should you do?"

How is it possible? How could this world lose its music?”

It's entirely possible!"

He curled his lips unconsciously. When Mo Shaoqiu heard the fantasy, Yang Feng nodded solemnly and shouted: When the ghost king's black soul tree is resurrected, it is the day when hell is coming. In hell, in such a place full of wailing on earth, do you think there will be music?"

His expression changed slightly, and Mo Shaoqiu stopped talking for a moment.

Yang Feng looked at him deeply and asked again: What would you do if I put a curse on you now so that you can never get the instruments and hear the music again in the future?"

Then you might as well kill me!" The face tightened, and a trace of fear flashed in Mo Shaoqiu's eyes, and he no longer had the calmness and elegance he had before. He seemed to be really afraid that Yang Feng would do this because Yang Feng had this strength.

With a slight swell of his eyes, Yang Feng felt happy because he had found Mo Shaoqiu's weakness: Then, is music more important than your life?"

Without the music, what's the point of living?"

Yes, music is something more important than life in your heart. Now that the Ghost King is going to destroy it, can you really sit back and watch?"

But I..."

After gritting his teeth, Mo Shaoqiu hesitated: After all, he saved my life. Even if I don’t help him, I can’t harm him. This is morality.”

You are just a little righteousness. Once the Black Soul Tree is resurrected, it will poison the people of the world. You..."

Enough!”

Hearing his words, the Great Venerable immediately retorted righteously, but was directly stopped by Yang Feng, and then said loudly: Morality is morality, there is no difference between big and small. The Ghost King saved his life, the Ghost King wanted to poison the world, and everyone in the world could scold the Ghost King, but he could not. Because the Ghost King was sorry to the whole world, but he did not regret him, so he did not have the power to scold the Ghost King. This is righteousness!”

Nodding slightly, Mo Shaoqiu looked at Yang Feng with even more respect.

Because Yang Feng is not like those decent people, he always stands on the commanding heights of morality and accuses them of the devil, but can fully understand their principles of being a human being.

Mo Shaoqiu was so kind and understanding that he was very convinced.

but!"

But soon, Yang Feng changed his subject and looked at Mo Shaoqiu again and said: Although I have never seen the terrible nature of the Black Soul Tree, I heard that the Black Soul Tree will absorb human souls and plant a black soul seal on people. It has been spreading to the outside world, endlessly, and can turn the creatures in the world into ghosts. By then, the entire ten empires will be the Hell of the Rou."

There is no people, no laughter, no sorrow, no joy, no brothels, no place for chanting poems, no place for men and women to love, and no music. All the beauty in the world will disappear without a trace. Senior Mo, you say that there is no music, it is meaningless to live. That is to say, music is more important than your life. Although the Ghost King saved your life, he has to put you in such a boring world. Is this grace or hatred?"

Yang Feng spoke with emotion, and Mo Shaoqiu also shook his eyebrows and his face gradually became dark, as if he was thinking.

For the sake of the Ghost King's life-saving grace, you are righteous in life and death, but what have you done for your beloved music? Can you stand by and watch when your music is about to be destroyed by the Ghost King? If so, you have the nerve to say that music is more important than your life?"

Enough!”

bump!

Suddenly, he punched hard on the table. Mo Shaoqiu finally got angry, his eyes were filled with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said: Ghost King, if you dare to destroy my musical way, I will never let you go!"

Is this right? It’s not in vain that I’ve just tempted me.

Hearing him say this, Yang Feng couldn't help but shrugging slightly and smiled in his heart.

Get it done!
Chapter completed!