When Confucius was later honored as the saint of Confucius, he once said that there are no saints in the world, and this is all boasted by others.

Kong Derong also proved this sentence in a very shameless way. Things like benevolence, righteousness, and morality in the Kong family do not exist. People have selfish intentions and personal feelings. When facing selfish things, they can be completely desirable.

After discovering that the Mohist giant was actually a dominant cat with unique skills, Kong Derong and Wang Jingzhe temporarily retreated, and then the Kong family's children used a wheel battle, and a group of people fought against the Mohist giant one by one.

The old man was undoubtedly very sad and angry. Just as Kong Derong said, even if you are all in the body, don’t you have to use it up? If you don’t give you a chance to replenish ammunition, what do you use to maintain it?

After a while, after the Mo family giant showed a series of hidden weapons such as flying knives in his sleeves, wooden marbles, and hidden swords in his chest, he seemed to have gradually lost his skills. The time between flashing mechanisms was getting longer and longer, and it was obvious that the dormant cat was also hollowed out.

The most important thing is that Xiaocao guessed very reliable. This old man is actually on the verge of exhaustion. Liang Xiu really wanted the book of life and death that he wanted to prolong his life. The life of the Mo family giant is actually less than three years left!

If this were at his heyday, or if he was in his teens younger, the situation would not be like this.

In a wheel battle, physical strength and energy were extremely exhausted. Sweat gradually emerged from the head of the Mo family giant in his seventies. The cost was that the three of the Kong children brought by Kong Derong died and many were seriously injured, and there were still two left that seemed to be unable to hold on. If it were on the Tang Liangshan Mountain or the time when the giant was at its peak, these people might have become the souls of the hidden weapons of the mechanism.

"The means are a bit dirty, but people don't want to punish themselves, and they will be punished by heaven and earth..." Wang Jingzhe sighed and said to Kong Derong: "Let's go there too?"

Wang Jingzhe had already seen it. The old man's hair became much dry and rough in an instant, with dark black under his eyes and dark yellow skin. This was a sign that the coral was about to burn out. It won't take long before the person would be dragged to death. Even if he stopped at this time, the old man would not have lived for more than a month.

Wang Jingzhe was a giant of a generation and couldn't bear to see him just being broken into the hands of the Confucius family. It would be not very nice to say it, and it would be better to be buried in his own hands. This way of death is acceptable. No matter what, he has passed on many generations of sword creditors.

Kong Derong hesitated for a while, obviously not coming out of the shock of the Mohist genius, but after seeing Wang Jingzhe step by step, he had to bite the bullet and follow him.

But who would have thought that as soon as Wang Jingzhe and Kong Derong passed by, before they could make a sound, the Mo family giant suddenly smiled sadly. After a few long laughs, they started coughing violently. He waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forgot, I admit it..."

"Swish" Wang Jingzhe paused and stopped moving forward.

The Mo family giant said: "In my generation, the Mo family has no shortage of giants who died in battle. Almost four or five generations of giants died under the encirclement, but I may be the most depressed one of them. I am so pitiful..."

Wang Jingzhe was silent, Kong Derong turned his head away, his face turned slightly red.

"The child of the Wang family," the giant of the Mo family greeted Wang Jingzhe, then turned around and returned to Liang Xiu under the tree, took out the book with Lianshan and Guizang from her, and said: "I have never been interested in this thing, it's just Xiu'er's own selfishness. I think the Mo family only cares about its own mechanisms. I know too much, it's just that it's not so complicated, so I don't care much about Lianshan and Guizang. Now I'll return it to you, and I hope you can agree to my request after I leave."

Wang Jingzhe frowned. He had already guessed what the old man was going to make.

"How about letting go of this child? My life is enough. Although she died, the Mo family is not a successor, but I am only one granddaughter. If she died, I would have no shame to see her parents who died early in the spring." The Mo family giant held the notebook and said as he walked: "Besides, her mental state is already in disorder. Even if she is alive, it may not be a good day. Please forgive me if you have to, okay?"

Wang Jingzhe looked at the old look, as if the Mo family giant who was about to be separated from each other in the next moment suddenly thought that Wang Fengrao, who was not far away from here, was a grandfather, and had taken great pains to his descendants.

Wang Jingzhe hesitated a little, nodded and said, "Okay, I promise you, it's not difficult for her..."

"Haha, okay, okay, I'll leave with you, so I'll give you this thing back." After saying that, the giant of the Mo family walked to Wang Jingzhe, raised his hand and threw the book at him.

Wang Jingzhe reached out to answer. When he first received it, his attention was focused on this book. He kept staring at the grass of the Mo family giant in the room. In the moonlight, he suddenly saw the decisive expression on the old man's face.

"Jingzhe, he is a fraud!"

"Swish" When the Mo family giant opened his mouth, a steel needle about one centimeter from his mouth shot out and rushed straight to the middle of his eyebrows on Wang Jingzhe's face.

The Mo family giant had countless hidden weapons on his body, and he could hurt people invisibly in every move, but no one expected that this old man could still kill him when he spoke while he was speechless.

Hiding a needle in his mouth is the most important thing for the Mohist master and the last method. He wants to drag Wang Jingzhe down before he dies.

When Xiaocao's scream came, Wang Jingzhe happened to receive the book in his hand. After hearing the scream, he actually had no idea what was going on. It was just like a conditioned reflex. After grabbing the book, he didn't even think about putting down his hand, so he blocked directly in front of his head.

"Puff!"

Wang Jingzhe first felt a chill on his hands, and then a severe pain came, and then there was a feeling of being pierced by a needle on his eyebrows.

The steel needle first pierced through his palm, then penetrated the notebook, and finally removed more than half of the force. The tip of the needle hit his forehead. If it weren't for Mao Xiaocao's last sound, the steel needle might have penetrated into his head.
Chapter completed!