The Supreme Emperor of the City

Chapter 246 The meaning of battle

"I want to ask you something, why is the evil spirit on your body so terrifying?"

The three daughters of Liu Wangchuan were all feeling what happened in this guarded place.

After discovering that those practitioners were awake, Hua Yiqi asked Lin Xing.

Lin Xing had such a murderous aura, they could understand it a little bit.

After all, there is never a shortage of battles in the cultivation world.

What's more, Lin Xing is the deputy city lord of Shoutian City.

However, the evil spirit on Lin Xing's body was so heavy that it was hard to understand.

Even if Lin Xing has done many unimaginable things, he shouldn't have such a strong evil spirit.

Lin Xing slowly opened his eyes, and after hearing Hua Yiqi's question, he slowly explained: "Actually, it's not something difficult to understand, it's just that I am more able to mobilize my momentum."

Seeing that Lin Xing was unwilling to say anything, although the three daughters of Hua Yiqi were more curious, they did not continue to ask ignorantly.

The three of them looked at each other and walked slowly towards Baimeng City.

After Liu Wangchuan and the three daughters left, the man came to Lin Xing.

After being silent for a while, the man clasped his fists to Lin Xing and said, "Although the eighth son may not want to know my name, I still have to say that my name is Mo Lu."

"No, I'm honored to know your name." Lin Xing slightly shook his head at the man.

As far as I am concerned, I am not a strong person, so I am worthy to let myself know his name.

The only one who really deserves to know their names is the kind of person who has the air of a strong man.

And Mo Lu is obviously such a person.

His strength is already considered good, even very good.

But compared to his strength, Mo Lu's character is more appreciated by him.

"Hachiko, don't you mind if we talk about things here again?"

After being silent for a while, Mo Lu suddenly said to Lin Xing.

"Yes." Lin Xing lowered his head and thought for a while, then nodded and agreed.

In this battle, since Mo Lu automatically surrendered, he can almost return to the negotiating table.

After all, what I have to consider is not just myself.

I have to think about many people...

Seeing that Lin Xing agreed, Mo Lu breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, as if thinking of something, he suddenly asked Lin Xing, "What is this place to the eighth son?"

With his hands behind his back, Lin Xing led Mo Lu slowly towards the direction of Baimeng City.

At the same time, he said to Mo Lu: "This guarded place is nothing to me, but the practitioners in Baimeng City let me see some shadows of our practitioners guarding Tiancheng.

Their strength may not be as strong as our practitioners in Tianshou City, and their character may not be as tough as our practitioners in Tianshou City, but they are in a certain way, a reduced or low-profile version of the practitioners of Tianshou City. "

Speaking of this, Lin Xing sighed softly: "Compared with our cultivators of Shoutian City, the cultivators of Baimeng City just met a not-so-friendly city lord..."

"I almost understand the meaning of Hachiko's words."

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Mo Lu's mouth, although Lin Xing's words concealed his real reason.

However, from Lin Xing's words, he heard the reason why Lin Xing really wanted to protect Baimeng City.

No other... because they are all life.

Only those who are used to life and death can understand how precious life is.

And Lin Xing, is he a person who understands the value of life?His answer is yes.

Because if Lin Xing didn't understand, then it was impossible for him to stay awake under the terrifying murderous and evil aura.

He changed his position and thought for a while, thinking that if he was the one who possessed that shocking murderous aura and evil aura, he might have already become a big devil that everyone shouted to kill.

It's not like Lin Xing who can be respected by countless powerful people, and even willingly call him Hachiko.

Hearing Mo Lu's words, Lin Xing suddenly revealed a bitter smile.

He put his hands behind his head, and began to say some heartfelt words to Mo Lu: "I am very addicted to war, but in every big battle, I feel that I can fight, and then I will fight seriously.

To be honest, I feel repelled from the bottom of my heart when we are fighting with your domains. I have been thinking why we have to fight with people from your domains. Isn’t it possible to live in peace?
Fighting for the sake of fighting is a very embarrassing thing to say, at least in my eyes, it is a particularly embarrassing thing.

But, I can't fight with you people, because you practitioners in the realm have always wanted to attack us. If I don't fight, how can I protect the people behind me? "

As Lin Xing was about to continue talking, he suddenly sighed, shook his head and said, "It's useless to talk about it now, alright, talk about how to solve the problem here.

Of course, if the conditions you say are not good enough, I don't mind continuing to fight with people from the Third Magic City. Although I don't want to fight meaningless battles, I must be responsible for those cultivators in Baimeng City! ! "

Mo Lu lowered his head, a complex expression flashed in his eyes.

He took a deep breath and said without any hesitation: "I promise, from now on, practitioners in our realm will never attack you through this place of hundreds of battles.

I also guarantee that although the cultivators of the Third Demon City will continue to attack Baimeng City from now on, the meaning of the battle is only to hone the cultivators, not to invade. "

Having said that, he paused for about half a minute before continuing: "From now on, two-thirds of the territory of the Hundred Battles will belong to Baimeng City, and two-thirds of the territory will belong to our Third Demon City. The remaining one-third of the land will be used to build a gourmet city for Hachiko!!!"

After finishing speaking, a very happy smile suddenly appeared on Mo Lu's face, and he said in a hopeful tone: "Perhaps the practitioners in the two cities can enjoy delicious food in the city of food, and eventually they can communicate with each other."

There was no change on Lin Xing's face. He stepped out and disappeared from Mo Lu's sight.

At the same time, his voice echoed in Mo Lu's ears: "You go to the third magic city and let all the practitioners from Baimeng City come back. You can talk to Tang Wenchuan from Baimeng City for the rest."

Mo Lu stood there in a daze for a long time, then sighed softly.

He looked down at his hands with a blank look in his eyes.

If Lin Xing hadn't said those words just now, he might not have known until now that the so-called fighting he had been doing all this time was just a ridiculous excuse.

"What is the meaning of fighting?"

Muttering, Mo Lu turned around and shot in the direction of the third magic city.

Perhaps, after solving the matter here this time, I should let go of everything and truly understand the meaning of Lin Xing's words.

Fighting... was never a joke.

Fighting... always needs to be meaningful...

(End of this chapter)