Chapter 280

Like Zhang Yao and ye Chongzhou who were captured by Liu Shengfeng at the beginning, these Guangcheng mountain warriors are obviously persecuted and tortured.

They are forced into despair, hatred, fear and anger with the intention of the other party. Finally, they lose their heart. Under the influence of Jiuyou breath, evil thoughts grow rapidly, and even fall into evil.

The cultivation of those Jueyuan martial artists is also high and low, but five of them are particularly concerned by Yan Zhaoge and others.

The breath of the five people is like thunder, the vibration of the acupoints is like a God, the vigorous Qi is full of spirituality but returns to the nature. It is clear that they are all great masters.

The five great masters of martial arts have high and low accomplishments. Among them, the old man with white hair, Yan Zhaoge and Xu Fei all recognize him. He is a great master in the later stage of Yunling who came from Guangcheng mountain.

It's just that the old eyes are yellow, and the eyes are shining with blood. It's clear that they have completely fallen into the devil.

However, the people who attract Yan Zhaoge and Xu Fei's attention are still the people beside the old man with white hair.

The masked man who had dealt with them.

Several other great masters of Jueyuan are also looking at Yan Zhaoge, Xu Fei and a Hu.

Only the man covered in the black robe raised his head suddenly, and his eyes were burning, looking at the stone iron on the golden tower which was fighting with Sima Li.

His whole face was covered under the mask, with only two yellow eyes emitting dazzling blood light.

The stone and iron on the golden tower, although suppressing the golden tower at the same time and fighting with Sima Chui, are always seeing and hearing.

The next group of people could not escape his eyes.

Looking at the masked warrior and the burning eyes, Shi tie's unswerving and unshakable eyes suddenly flickered.

Jueyuan, the old man with white hair, looked at Yan Zhaoge and others.

Other Jueyuan Warriors also watch Yan Zhaoge, Xu Fei and ah Hu on guard.

The captured generalists, seeing Yan Zhaoge, Shi tie and others, have a new look on their faces.

Yan Zhaoge looked at the old man with white hair, and then his eyes fell back on the man wearing the mask.

Staring at each other, Yan Zhaoge said slowly, "a new mask?"

"But it doesn't make any sense. What we should see has been seen in that foreign space."

Yan Zhaoge sighed, "is it Shi Songtao, senior brother Shi? Although I hope you can come back safely, I didn't expect it would be in this way. "

At this time, the warrior wearing the mask finally took back his gaze at Shi tie and looked at Yan Zhaoge, indifferent and speechless.

Yan Zhaoge shook his head: "do you think I'm cheating you? Even if you were not sure before, you just stared at the eldest martial uncle's eyes, which has explained everything. "

Xu Fei looked at the mask on the other side's face, his eyes could not help showing a sad color.

Yan Zhaoge said quietly, "if I don't guess wrong, you don't need the original martial arts. In fact, it's not that you are worried that we can see through your identity, but because you are disgusted with the martial arts taught by Guangcheng mountain and master Bo, so you deliberately abandon them instead of using them."

"You don't want to be recognized, but you don't want to be mentioned again. You were a disciple of Guangcheng and the son of the eldest martial uncle."

Yan Zhaoge's tone is complex: "you are disgusted to be mentioned before everything, not ashamed or shameless."

There were a lot of Jueyuan warriors, who looked different when they heard the words, and their eyes showed a clear color of shock.

The old man with white hair turned to look at the people around him with a strange look: "you Are you Songtao, son of Shitie? You were not... "

The masked warrior was still silent, but looking at Yan Zhaoge's line of sight, he was more angry.

Yan Zhaoge sighed: "since the identity has been broken, why continue to wear that mask? In your own mind, you are not shameless. "

Finally, the black mask was taken off, revealing a face familiar and unfamiliar to Yan Zhaoge and others.

It was a young man in his early thirties.

The facial features and stone and iron are 90% similar, as if they were carved in a mold.

Xu Fei's mouth was full of bitterness. He almost squeezed three words out of his teeth: "Shi, Shi, brother!"

The great master who nearly assassinated Xu Fei in the demon world array of the Qing Zhehu was Shi Songtao, the son of Shi tie who had been missing for many years!

In the middle of the air, Shi Tieyi knocks back Sima Chui, and his eyes fall on Shi Songtao, unable to move away for a long time.

Shi Songtao, who took off his mask, didn't mind whether his voice would be recognized by others, and finally said, "long time no see, no harm, I'm back from hell."

A simple greeting, but let Yan Zhaoge and others everywhere cold.

The bitterness and coldness contained in the flat tone seemed to be engraved into the bone.

Xu Fei said difficultly, "elder martial brother Shi, have you been in Jueyuan all these years? When they saved you? "

Shi Songtao nodded lightly: "otherwise, is it you?"

He looked up at the stone and iron on the golden tower. "Is it him?"

Stone and iron step on the void, the whole person as if turned into a stone, standing still.

"Brother Xu, what do you want to say? I want to say that your master, my father, also had a pressing need at the beginning? " Shi Songtao's tone is very indifferent, which makes people feel cold from his bones: "hard work, everyone has it, but it doesn't mean that other people can understand and accept it."

Shi Songtao looked up at Shi tie and said, "he chose to protect the interests of Guangcheng mountain, take care of most people, make a choice and sacrifice me."

"Sacrifice me, sacrifice me."

"If it's just like this, I don't hate him. He gave birth to me, so I should give him back this life," Shi said lightly

"But it wasn't just me that was sacrificed!"

Shi Songtao's tone finally fluctuated. His yellow eyes were shining with blood, as if a flame was burning: "my wife, my son, have been sacrificed together!"

"Yuzhen, my wife, she is not a disciple of Guangcheng, because she married me, because she is your daughter-in-law of Shitie, she will also sacrifice for Guangcheng mountain?"

"Jun'er, he was only three years old at that time, ignorant and ignorant child. Would he also lose his life for this?"

Shi Songtao stared at Shi tie: "there are some questions I always want to ask you."

"If the victims are other disciples of Guangcheng, and they can save us while safeguarding the interests of the clan, which side do you choose?"

"If two people are killed, on the one hand are other Guangcheng disciples, on the other hand are three members of our family, which side do you choose?"

The iron face was expressionless, like a statue, but the low voice echoed in the air: "it has nothing to do with who it is."

Hearing the words, Shi Songtao laughed and said, "it's the answer you will give."

"In your mind, the whole is more important than the individual, the majority is more important than the minority, the responsibility for the teachers is more important than the individual emotion."

As Shi Songtao said, he suddenly stepped out: "well, now try to make another choice."