"There is another day..." Hong Tao was covered in sweat. Looking at the stars in the starry sky, he couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Qin... Is there really a sword immortal in this world?"

"If it is the sword immortal you think, there is one." Qin Hao naturally remembered the sword saint Li Qingshan. His elegance was so beautiful that Qin Hao was now ashamed of himself.

"Then why are there still demons in this world?... There is no justice in this world?"

Qin Hao smiled: "There is naturally justice in this world, but not in the hearts of the people, but in the wooden sword in your hand."

Hong Tao looked at Qin Hao in confusion.

"The strong are justice... Although this sentence is nonsense, in this vast world, this is the only justice. If you are so strong that no one in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty is your opponent, and if you go on a sword, the world will surrender, then if you want justice and justice, you will naturally have justice and justice. Do you understand?"

Hong Tao thought something.

"But... the hearts of people are the most terrifying. Xiao Tao, if you have the strength in the future, should you choose to punish evil and promote good or to harm others? Sometimes being a bad person is ten thousand times easier than being a good person."

"I... want to use the sword in my hand to kill all the unfair things in the world." Hong Tao made a loud voice.

Qin Hao was stunned, then smiled and said, "Go to sleep."

Another day, tomorrow noon is the day to deliver Hong Yan to the River God. The villagers in a foreign land are even more staring at Hong Tao and his sister, afraid that something will happen.

Huh huh huh huh huh.

The sword wind was invisible, and Hong Tao came out with a sword, and there was already a sword intent.

"Not bad." Qin Hao's spirit has obviously improved a lot in the past three days, and he has not been idle. On the one hand, while comprehending the calligraphy techniques of the masterpiece, he also began to comprehend the fighting calligraphy techniques. He saw that the Queen had used this magical power, and Qin Hao still remembered it fresh.

"Mr. Qin." Hong Tao bowed to Qin Hao.

"What? Are you ready?" Qin Hao stretched out a finger and pressed it against the center of Hong Tao's eyebrows, calming his mind, and a wisp of sword energy entered Hong Tao's internal organs. This was a wisp of sword energy that Qin Hao had gathered in the past three days.

After doing this, Qin Hao's face turned pale, and some of the energy he had recovered declined again.

"Is this?" Hong Tao sensed the ray of wandering in his body.

"When you draw the sword, this breath will bless your sword intent, and how powerful it can be exerted depends on yourself." Qin Hao smiled and said, "Hong Tao, kill demons and eliminate demons, punish evil and promote good, and exert all the power in your heart. If you can't even get this sword, then you can't save your sister."

"I..." Hong Tao swallowed, trembling because of his nervousness. After all, he was just a ten-year-old boy. No matter how strong his mind was, when he really wanted to set his sword on a river god, did he really have that kind of courage?

"Go, I'll wait for you to return in triumph." Qin Hao said with a smile.

At this moment, the villagers had already surrounded Hong Tao and Hong Yan, for fear that they would run away.

"Xiao Tao, don't blame us. It's like this every year. We can't do anything about it..."
Chapter completed!