Sima Ce was furious, "You bastard! How dare you talk to grandpa like this!"

"Oh, grandpa, the most important thing, do you know? Jiang Xiaofeng's mother saved my life.

If his mother hadn't saved me back then, I might have died a long time ago. So, what's wrong with me being friends with Jiang Xiaofeng?!"

"Tell me again, Jiang Xiaofeng's mother saved your life?!"

When Sima Ce heard what he said, he was very shocked and looked at Sima Mo and asked.

"That's right, when I went to the Shenxu Mountains to look for you, I was attacked by a group of people. If Jiang Xiaofeng's mother, Jiang Nianyun, hadn't saved me, I might have died long ago."

"I always care about face, so I didn't tell you this, but you insist on making me regard Jiang Xiaofeng as my enemy, and I really can't do it."

When Sima Mo said this, there were tears in his eyes and he looked very sad and angry.

When Sima Ce heard what he said, he felt mixed emotions in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaofeng's mother actually saved her grandson.

Although Jiang Xiaofeng was Xu Jingchuan's apprentice, he was very dissatisfied with Jiang Xiaofeng.

But from his mother's perspective, he really shouldn't hate Jiang Xiaofeng.

"Grandpa, it's your fault. You shouldn't always think about letting Jiang Xiaofeng die." Sima Mo looked at grandpa and said seriously.

The night before yesterday, Jing Heng gave false evidence and said that Jiang Xiaofeng killed Liao Shen. It was indeed Sima Ce who was behind it. He selfishly wanted Jiang Xiaofeng to die.

Now that he remembered that Jiang Xiaofeng's mother actually saved his grandson, Sima Ce felt mixed emotions in his heart.

"Grandpa, do you know what the big shots in the world think of you? Everyone says your virtue is not worthy of your current status."

Sima Mo looked at his grandfather and said bluntly.

"Asshole, shut up now."

Sima Ce stared at him and said fiercely.

"I don't want to talk anymore. Please think about it carefully. I will continue to face the wall and think about it."

After Sima Mo finished speaking, he continued to kneel in front of the wall and think about his mistakes.

Sima Ce looked at his grandson meaningfully, put his hands behind his back, and left the place.

After he walked out of the door, he couldn't help but sigh and muttered: "Could it be that I really did something wrong..."

…

On this day, Jiang Xiaofeng did not wait for the master.

The day after tomorrow, Jiang Xiaofeng was going to go to the interior of Shenxu Mountain, but the master hadn't come yet, so Jiang Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel a little impatient.

But he understood that no matter how impatient he was, it would not help.

Because the master has always been mysterious, he will not show up until a critical moment.

That day, the master did not come, so Jiang Xiaofeng continued to wait for the master.

At noon, someone knocked on the door of Jiang Xiaofeng's dormitory.

Jiang Xiaofeng opened the door and couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw the person outside. It turned out to be Sima Mo.

"Brother Sima, why are you here?"

Jiang Xiaofeng was stunned and asked.

Sima Mo looked into the dormitory and said with a smile: "Are you the only one?"

"Yes, Li Fan and Huo Zhantang are practicing, and I'm the only one left." Jiang Xiaofeng said, "Please come in, Brother Sima."

"No need, just bring the Demon-Conquering Knife and follow me." Sima Mo said.

Ding.

Jiang Xiaofeng couldn't help being shocked when he heard Sima Mo say this.

Unexpectedly, he already knew that the Demon-Conquering Knife was in his hand.

Could it be that Sima Mo wanted him to return the knife?

If this is the case, should I pay it back?

Jiang Xiaofeng couldn't help but hesitate.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly? Quickly bring the Demon-Conquering Sword and follow me." Sima Mo said.

Jiang Xiaofeng looked strange, then picked up the Demon-Conquering Knife and left with him.

Sima Mo's expression was always staring at the Demon-Conquering Knife in Jiang Xiaofeng's hand, and a different kind of light burst out from his expression.

The knife in his hand is the most precious treasure of the Yushan Sect.

Sima Mo has always loved knives and really hopes to own this demon-killing knife.

His grandfather had promised him before that when his ability reaches the third level of Zhenqi, he would give him this knife as a gift.

Unfortunately, Sima Mo's ability did not reach the third level, so his grandfather lost this sword to the old man Shenshu as a bet.

Later, Sima Mo heard that Old Shenshu gave the Demon-Conquering Knife to Jiang Xiaofeng.

Jiang Xiaofeng noticed Sima Mo's strange expression and knew that Sima Mo must like this Demon-Conquering Knife very much.

Now that the Demon-Conquering Sword is in his hand, Sima Mo must be very reluctant to part with it.

"Let's go."

Sima Mo looked away, said to Jiang Xiaofeng, and then walked directly forward.

"Brother Jiang, do you know that after I had dinner with you the day before yesterday, grandpa asked me to go back and punish me by kneeling in front of the wall for more than 20 hours." Sima Mo complained to Jiang Xiaofeng.

Jiang Xiaofeng said: "Your grandfather really doesn't want you to be friends with me."

"Not only does he not want to, he also wants me to regard you as my enemy." Sima Mo said bitterly.

Jiang Xiaofeng felt a little touched in his heart, and then asked: "What do you mean?"

"Your mother saved my life, and I admire you very much. It is impossible for me to be your enemy." Sima Mo said.

"That's ridiculous."

"Oh, to be honest, my grandfather is too small-minded..." Sima Mo said helplessly.

Jiang Xiaofeng remained silent and did not respond to him.

Jiang Xiaofeng's impression of Sima Ce was really bad.

Finally, the two reached the hillside, and there was no one around them.

Sima Mo stared blankly at the Demon-Conquering Knife in Jiang Xiaofeng's hand and said, "Brother Jiang, this knife is a rare treasure..."

"Let's get down to business."

Jiang Xiaofeng frowned slightly and thought to himself, then said: "Brother Sima, there is no need to beat around the bush. I understand that you called me here today because you want to get this Demon-Conquering Knife. How about this, I will return this knife to you."

After Jiang Xiaofeng finished speaking, he handed the Demon-Conquering Knife to Sima Mo.

Sima Mo couldn't help but be a little surprised when he heard what he said, and then stared at Jiang Xiaofeng blankly, his expression full of disbelief, "Say it again? You want to return the Demon-Conquering Knife to me?!"

Jiang Xiaofeng couldn't help but sigh and said: "Brother Sima, this is the knife given to me by the old man Shenshu. Logically speaking, I shouldn't give it to others, but I like you as a friend very much, and I am willing to return the knife to you."

Sima Mo couldn't help but froze in place. He stared blankly at Jiang Xiaofeng, his affectionate expression full of disbelief.

Many big shots in the world fought many times to obtain this sword, and blood flowed in rivers.

The value of this knife is hard to estimate in terms of money, but Jiang Xiaofeng actually wanted to give it back to himself.

The reason is that he regards himself as a friend...

"Brother Sima, please accept it quickly. However, after you obtain the Demon-Conquering Sword, you must not tell Senior Shenshu."

Jiang Xiaofeng smiled bitterly and said,

"Are you serious about giving it back to me?"

Sima Ce asked in disbelief.

"Hey, the Demon-Conquering Sword is already in front of you. No need to say more." Jiang Xiaofeng smiled bitterly and urged: "Take it quickly."

Sima Ce had tears in his eyes. To be honest, his admiration for Jiang Xiaofeng at this moment was beyond words.

His mind was so broad that I admired him greatly.

So much so that Sima Mo had an impulsive idea in his heart. He wanted to achieve great things with Jiang Xiaofeng.
Chapter completed!