Seeing Yao Lao standing in front of Mo Que, determined not to retreat, and the nineteen building owners were about to take action again, a sigh suddenly sounded.
"Building owner!"
When people looked around, they saw Bai Yumo, the white-haired building owner, appearing.
He walked to the front of Yao Lao and sighed: "Yao Lao, is it worth it for this crippled heir?"
Although Yao Lao was weak, his eyes were firm, saying: "He can obtain the Sun Sword Intention, and he has found that sword. Although his body is broken, he will definitely be able to continue the path of martial arts!"
This old man actually placed such expectations on Mo Que.
"Building owner!" Lin Wentian, the owner of the third building, stepped forward and said: "This disciple of Yaolou massacred more than a dozen of his fellow disciples. He should be killed on the spot. Yao Lao is unreasonable and wants to rely on his strength to protect each other. We will take action."
, it’s also forcing oneself to the detriment of oneself!”
"Forcing yourself to the detriment of yourself?" Yao Lao showed a disdainful smile.
But he was too lazy to explain what the facts were. He believed that everyone knew it well, and I was afraid that the first poster also knew it well.
"Yao Lao, do you really want to protect him even if you die on the spot?" The first poster looked at Mo Que with a complicated expression.
"If he is really at fault, I will kill him with my own hands without you taking action! But what happened today was someone who deliberately framed him and wanted to kill him. Even if I die on the spot, I will definitely protect him.
His life!" Yao Lao answered firmly without hesitation.
"Framed?" Jiang Guihai, the owner of the second floor, sneered: "There are all the witnesses and physical evidence of what happened today. The evidence is overwhelming. Yao Lao still wants to exonerate him?"
"Please also ask the owner of the building to give an order to kill this boy and give an explanation to the disciples in each building!" Lin Wentian, the owner of the third building, also said.
The first poster frowned deeply.
There are witnesses and material evidence of what happened today. If Mo Que is not dealt with and everyone is given an explanation, it will be difficult to end this matter.
But judging from Yao Lao's attitude, Moque must be killed, unless Yao Lao is killed first.
There are nineteen posters on one side and Yao Lao on the other. No matter which party the first poster favors, the other party will be dissatisfied.
After hesitating again and again, Bai and Mo said: "Moque harms his fellow disciples, so he should be punished according to law!"
Those posters were overjoyed, but Yao Lao's eyes showed disappointment.
"It's just..." Bai Yumo changed the topic and said: "Yao Lao felt that someone had framed this matter and was suspicious. Even so, he sent the boy to the prison first, and then dealt with him after verification!
"
As soon as he finished speaking, the dozen or so building owners frowned.
They wanted to kill Mo Que on the spot rather than put him in prison.
But this is acceptable to them. As long as Mo Que can't compete for the Star Ranking, nothing can be said.
"What do you mean by Yao Lao?" Bai and Mo looked at Yao Lao.
"Sent him to prison?" Yao Lao said with an ugly face: "He has no fault at all, so what reason does he have to suffer this kind of trouble? Besides, these people have tried their best to get rid of him. If he goes to prison, wouldn't he be allowed to do anything?
Slaughter?"
The first poster did not expect that Yao Lao would be so tough. He had already made concessions and found a solution that had both sides, but Yao Lao was unwilling to accept even this.
"Since Yao Lao is so stubborn and ineffective, in my opinion, this kid should be killed on the spot!" Jiang Guihai, the owner of the second building, looked murderous, his sword trembling behind him.
"As long as I'm here, let's see who dares to kill him!" Although Yao Lao was injured, his momentum remained the same.
"boom!"
Nineteen building owners sacrificed their swords at the same time and took action again, intending to kill Mo Que and Yao Lao together!
"Wait!"
At this moment, Mo Que stood up and said to the first poster: "I am willing to go to jail!"
"You!" Yao Lao was the first to change his color.
He did not hesitate to risk his life to protect Mo Que, but Mo Que was willing to go to jail?
"Yao Lao!" Mo Que smiled and said, "You have always been so kind to me, and I can no longer repay you. You are already injured now. If you continue to fight for people like me, I will feel uneasy!"
Yao Lao's expression was complicated for a while. He was relieved that he had not misjudged the person, but he was also unwilling to accept it.
"I'm temporarily in prison, and I'd like to ask Yao Lao to take the trouble to verify this matter for me and save me from trouble!" Mo Que said with a smile.
He always repays kindness and revenge.
Although the Ye family had a blood relationship with him, they regarded him as grass, so he went to the sword tower to take back everything he gave to Ye Chenxue.
Yao Lao and he were not related, but he fought so hard for him, so he could take the initiative to go to jail for Yao Lao!
"If he makes any mistakes while in prison, I will personally go to the 36th floor and deal with them one by one!" Seeing that Mo Que had made up his mind, Yao Lao glanced at the building owners one by one with his cold eyes.
The posters who originally planned to take action against Mo Que in the crime prison couldn't help but feel trembling in their hearts.
"Come here, put him in a prison cell!" the first building owner ordered, looking at Mo Que with a variety of emotions.
He has talent, strength, the courage to point his sword at Li Changfeng, and the responsibility to put Yao Lao in jail.
All the qualities of this boy were deeply appreciated by him.
The only pity is that the body is already broken and can only practice the body refining method with no way forward!
"Boom!"
In the Jianlou Prison, the cell door was slammed shut. Moque walked into the damp prison and sat cross-legged.
How similar is this scene to the time in the Ye family?
It's just that his state of mind is different. When he was at Ye's house, he was full of unwillingness and anger, but now, he felt no joy or sorrow and was peaceful.
"The way of martial arts, refining blood, flesh and marrow, is just the beginning, like the way of moving qi, only after you have passed the first three realms can you truly enter the way!"
"Now, I am refining my body with divine marrow and using Yao Lao's medicinal bathing method. I have refined my skin and flesh, and my blood has also been refined with animal blood. Only the bones in my body are left. I have refined two fingers with only sword energy.
Sword bone."
Mo Que has not forgotten that the mysterious voice in his head once said that only by refining his flesh, blood, and marrow one by one, transforming them, and reaching the so-called four-pole realm, can he embark on that unprecedented road.
Use the heaven and earth as the Dantian, the rivers as the meridians, and the sun, moon and stars as the acupoints!
Nowadays, although the four paths of body refining have not reached the ultimate level, the flesh, blood, and marrow have undergone qualitative changes, leaving only the bones that have not yet been refined.
"I originally planned to use the sword energy in the sword tower to refine all the bones in my body and finally refine the sword body, but now it seems that this method is not easy."
When fighting against the disciples of each building in the Sword Tower, Mo Que came into contact with a lot of sword energy, but he did not use his bones to absorb it.
The sword energy of an ordinary disciple is not strong enough. Even if it is refined into the bones, it will not allow him to develop the strongest sword body.
But relatively powerful sword energy is difficult to find, and to refine a piece of bone into a sword bone requires more than one or two sword energy.
"Senior, is there any other way for me to refine my sword body?" Mo Que asked the voice in his head.
In the past, this voice always ignored him, with almost no response. He just wanted to give it a try.
"There are ninety-nine sword energies in each of your two fingers. If you can control them and let them travel throughout your body, they can have the same effect."
To his surprise, the voice in his mind responded this time.
While in prison, the only thing Mo Que could do was practice, so he tried to control the sword energy in his two fingers so that it could travel throughout his body.