Although Shi Huang had a tough tone, she had already lost her confidence in her heart at this moment. A trace of sadness appeared on the corner of her mouth. She regretted that she had to waste two years because she lurked in the Yan family, which caused her martial arts to gradually become rusty, and she would never be able to do it again. No progress at all.

But even if he didn't waste two years, would he be able to compete with the man in front of him? Shi Huang is not stupid, the answer is obvious, no.

Along the way to martial arts, in addition to diligent practice and guidance from famous teachers, there is another most important difference, and that is talent. As for those rare encounters in the world, even if you encounter them, they are of little use without extraordinary talent. .

Therefore, Shi Huang knew very well that the difference in martial arts between her and that man was a matter of talent.

Even though there was a holy legend behind him, Shi Huang still felt a desolate feeling of powerlessness in his heart at this moment.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. This world is a world where the weak and the strong prey on each other.

Seeing the strong look of resentment in the woman's eyes, Shen Mo couldn't help but shook his head slightly helplessly and said: "Your life is your own, and what you do with it is your own business. You are a smart person, and you should be able to understand what you are doing at this moment. situation."

"A cat cries and a mouse pretends to be compassionate." Shi Huang suddenly said with a strange expression: "Since they are all dead, why don't you give me a happy life?"

She glanced at the four blood-soaked white-clothed men, and said with a gloomy look, "Do you think that not killing them, but only destroying their martial arts, is your mercy? That's just your hypocritical compassion."

"But you don't know that as the most devout believer of the Tenshu God, you have never surrendered but died in battle, so put away your meaningless justice." Her voice was originally clear and sweet, but now it was filled with resentment and murderous intent, and it suddenly changed. It was very harsh, and she said coldly: "Disciples of the Holy Tradition will never be insulted like this."

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the four white-clothed believers all showed determination. They struggled to sit up, looked to the west with solemn expressions, and placed their right hands on their hearts.

When Shi Huang saw this, his expression moved slightly, but he did not make a sound.

"The divine revelation of the sacred ceremony will shine through the ages. It will shine brightly for eternity, spreading my light."

The four white-clothed believers suddenly read these four sentences in unison with great solemnity.

Shen Mo frowned, as if he suddenly understood something.

"The revelation of the holy ceremony will shine through the ages. It will shine brightly for eternity." Shi Huang also murmured the same words in her mouth. Tears suddenly filled her eyes. She put down the dagger in her hand, put her right hand on her heart, and faced the four people. The believer in white bowed deeply.

"Shi Huang has betrayed the trust of the leader and caused all of his fellow believers to die in a foreign land. His crime is unforgivable." Shi Huang said loudly: "Now I can only die to get the forgiveness of the great god of heaven. All my fellow believers, take the first step. Shi Huang will arrive soon."

Her voice was trembling and her face was filled with tears.

The four people in white clothes said nothing, and each nodded slowly to Shi Huang with a solemn expression.

Then, blood oozed from the mouths of the four people in white clothes. As their bodies trembled, they fell to the ground one after another, and they actually committed suicide at the same time.

They don't know whether they had poison in their mouths for suicide or whether they died by biting their tongues.

Silence was shocked when he saw it. He didn't expect that these people in the Demon Cult would be so determined to die. They would rather commit suicide than live in an ignoble existence. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Congratulations, fellow believer!" Shi Huang's face showed no trace of blood, and his tone was extremely sad.

Shen Mo frowned and suddenly sneered and said: "To achieve the goal, you will not hesitate to use any means. Not only do you not care about the lives of others, but you are also so ruthless and cruel to your own people. Is this the spirit of the doctrine that your saints believe in?" Shi Huang couldn't help but express his expression after hearing this. Angry, she scolded: "You have no right to despise the spirit of my Holy Tradition, let alone judge our faith! You are just superior to us because of your martial arts skills. When it comes to the spirit of faith, we are better than you." How many!"

"Do you believe?" Shen Mo sneered, then her face darkened, and she said coldly: "Faith is just a cover-up for different positions. Although I don't believe in God or religion, I know that any belief that ignores life is against human ethics. They are all false sins, and they are all ridiculous reasons created by some people to deceive people in order to achieve their own goals..."

"Shut up, shut up!" Shi Huang was furious, and she screamed repeatedly: "You have blasphemed the true meaning of the God of Heaven, and one day you will be burned to ashes by the light."

Silence sighed secretly, knowing that the reason why the Holy Tradition can have so many almost paranoid followers must be that after countless long years of indoctrination and guidance, this extreme power of faith can be integrated into the spirits of countless people, so only A few words cannot shake their belief.

Shen Shen is not a pedantic person. Although he does not believe in any particular religion, he can distinguish right from wrong, see black and white, and has his own principles, so this is his belief. He does not reject this belief. There are other faiths in the world, because in the years when he traveled around the world and even set foot outside the region, what he saw and understood was far beyond that of others, so his vision and understanding were very different from ordinary people.

Even so, he could not accept or understand a sect like the Holy Tradition that was extremely paranoid and based its ideals and doctrines on the lives and blood of countless people. He admired the believers in white who could sacrifice their lives for their beliefs. Spirit and courage, but despise and hate their extreme methods.

Looking at Shi Huang's face that was almost distorted by anger, Shen Mo suddenly felt that she was very pitiful. A person who lives in a certain belief but has lost the ability to distinguish between good and evil, right and wrong, and even loses himself, is undoubtedly the most miserable and pitiful person in the world. .

"Since you believe in your god so much, why doesn't it come out to save you?" After a long silence, he finally said: "If your god needs to sacrifice his life to forgive your sins, then what are you waiting for? "

Shi Huang felt a chill in his heart and his eyes were dazed for a moment.

"Your fellow believers have already taken the lead." Shen Mo said in a deep voice: "If you also have that kind of courage, you can complete your salvation by yourself without me taking action."

"You..." Shi Huang didn't expect this man to suddenly say such words, and was immediately shocked and angry. She held the dagger again, but her hands kept shaking.

Silence is like a reminder.

"Do you want to commit suicide or continue to attack me?" Silence raised his eyebrows and snorted: "I almost forgot, now whether you want to kill me or commit suicide, you will end up dead. But you also have another one. Choice, I have said it before."

Shi Huang's eyes were about to spit out fire, and he wished he could cut Silence into pieces with a thousand knives.

Silent's words were very direct. Others had died as martyrs. As a Six-Colored Saint, especially the leader of those white-clothed believers, Shi Huang, if she really believed in the Holy Tradition, she should not continue to live.

And it was very simple for her to want to die. She had already been hit by the extremely weird and terrifying "Guanshan Ninth Level" move. All she had to do was force her true energy, and her meridians would be severed and she would die immediately.

Shi Huang almost bit her silver teeth with hatred. If Shen Mo hadn't left this move in her body, she could have fought to the death. Even if she died under Shen Mo's knife, she would have accepted her fate. But Shen Mo wanted to Leaving her alive and letting her make a decision that anyone would hesitate would simply make her life worse than death.

She also didn't expect that Shen Shen would have such an unimaginably terrifying sword move as the "Nine Levels of Guanshan"! After several rounds of fighting, Shi Huang could see that Shen Shen's sword skills emphasized the importance of hitting the target quickly without breaking, and his sword skills were strong and decisive. . But Guanshan Jiuzhong is a unique way, which means that a person goes through nine mountains, and the road is difficult and rugged. It is extremely difficult to predict. Once the invitation enters the body, the nine acupoints of the person will be locked in a series, and the invitation will invade. The order of the body lock acupoints cannot be known by the victim, which is really extremely insidious.

From this we can see how deep and treacherous the mind of the person who created the Guanshan Jiu-level move was. But at the same time, it is conceivable that if that person did not possess extraordinary wisdom and talented martial arts cultivation, it would definitely not be possible. This trick will be created.

And Shen Mo has also said frankly that he will not be able to solve this move to Guan Shan Jiuzhong. He is probably afraid of the insidiousness and cruelty of this move, so he will not use this move casually.

But this move happened to hit Shi Huang.

How could this make her not hate silence?

But the silent words were like a knife, making her tremble all over.

For a martial artist, self-defeating martial arts is a life-threatening matter. Especially for Shi Huang, if she chooses to self-defeat martial arts at this moment, it would be equivalent to a slap in the face.

As the saying goes, it is better to live than to die, so "life" and "death" are the two most difficult things to choose in life.

Shi Huang was already riding a tiger. She looked at the four men in white clothes who had died for a long time. She suddenly gritted her teeth and suddenly raised the dagger in her hand. The tip of the knife was turned upside down and pointed at her heart.

The corners of Mo Shen's mouth moved slightly, but they remained motionless, and his eyes changed. He was waiting for the result.

Perhaps he was making a bet with himself, betting on his life.

Shi Huang raised her dagger high, she had decided to die as a martyr.

But when she saw the sharp edge of the poisonous dagger, her heart suddenly began to throb violently. She was shocked to find that she did not have the courage to insert the dagger into her heart.

The Saints who were not high in status could still look down upon death. Why didn't I, as a Six-color Saint, have such decisive courage? Shi Huang was confused, ashamed, and even more surprised.

At that moment, she suddenly remembered the days when she had been pampered, trusted, and well-dressed in the past two years in the Yan family, and she remembered the handsome man who had spent time with her day and night, talked softly to her, and even put on her eyebrows and makeup.

Before today, all of this was originally very beautiful and the most unforgettable. But in the blink of an eye, all of this was like a dream that had vanished into smoke and ceased to exist. Shi Huang's expression was trance-like and cold, and he murmured: "Mr. Why are you his son, why are you our enemies?"

She suddenly screamed loudly, her voice was extremely hoarse and sad.

After two years of lurking, she had already been worried and shaken unconsciously. It was just that she was unwilling to face and admit it. That's why she was so cowardly when faced with the choice of death. That was The faith that gave her great strength could no longer lend her the courage to commit suicide.

This Demon Cult woman only felt ashamed and ashamed at this moment. No matter how hard she pushed herself, she just didn't have the courage to insert the dagger into her chest. At this moment, she had completely failed.

She suddenly collapsed to the ground, covering her face and crying.

Under the victor's mocking gaze, she felt like a joke.

"enough!"

Silence's deep voice suddenly came, and he said coldly: "Let's go!"

Shi Huang slowly raised her head, her absent-minded eyes suddenly flashed, and she frowned in surprise.

"Since you don't have the courage to commit suicide and don't want to give up your martial arts, then I will give you another chance to decide your own life or death." Shen Mo said calmly: "You can't use martial arts now anyway. If you still want to harm someone, People are just reaping the consequences and cannot blame others. So, just leave."

He turned around and said coldly: "Before I change my mind."

Shi Huang closed his lips tightly and was stunned for a moment. He still stared at Silence with malicious eyes for a long time, as if he wanted to carve his appearance into his heart, and then he suddenly turned towards the damaged door without looking back. Run outside the courtyard gate.

"She's always just a woman."

Watching the goose-yellow figure gradually disappear from sight, Mo Shen said this with a sneer.

At this time, he suddenly heard a faint groan coming from the lobby.

There are still people alive inside.

Shen Mo frowned slightly and walked towards the Yan family lobby.

In the snow, Shi Huang was running quickly with a tired and decadent expression. She was so confused that she didn't know what to do next, let alone where to go.

Today, Yue Wuque had only been away for a few hours, and she suffered an unexpected defeat. Not only did she lose the twenty elites Yue Wuque sent to her, but she was also severely humiliated by that man.

Not to mention the harsh punishments in the Holy Tradition for those who failed and escaped, just being humiliated like this today was even more difficult for her to accept than killing her.

Under the man's mocking and disdainful gaze, Shi Huang once again felt a naked feeling of shame and anger in his heart.

She has no ability to vent and take revenge, which is what makes her extremely painful.

Shi Huang hurriedly walked like a bereaved dog. The abominable secret restriction in her body made her breath disordered and she dared not use her true energy. Therefore, it was particularly difficult to walk on the road with deep snow. She didn't know what to do for a while.

She thought of looking for Yue Wuque immediately, but when she thought of Yue Wuque's face, she shuddered secretly.

Yue Wuque led the Holy Tradition back to the Middle-earth, determined to avenge the humiliation of the past. How could she be forgiven for her failure and escape this time? She had even lost the courage to commit suicide, so how could she have the courage to face the leader who was so powerful? A rage that would terrify anyone?

Moreover, she had no idea about Yue Wuque's whereabouts after leaving Sunset Racecourse.

Shi Huang had been running around in panic for an unknown amount of time, and Shi Huang's clothes were soaked with sweat. She was in a trance, aimless, and she suddenly felt like she had become a lonely ghost.

Just as Shi Huang was walking hard in the snow, she suddenly stopped and her expression changed drastically.

Because there was suddenly an extra hand on her shoulder.

Her breathing suddenly stopped.

Although she was not dead, she had lost the ability to use force. So she could only stand where she was, not daring to move.

The heavy snow has stopped, but the cold wind is still there, just like Shi Huang's mood at the moment.

"Shi Huang, I haven't seen you for a long time, why are you suddenly so embarrassed?" A man's voice suddenly sounded behind Shi Huang, and his tone was unexpected.
To be continued...