"We can't let his death be in vain. He died to save us. If he dies, we will die with him. His death will have no value. You guys can't go back. "
Li Qinghe was still rational. He immediately stopped them and stood in front of them, not allowing them to leave.
Everyone knew that once they stepped into Fang City again, only death would await them.
They were not afraid of death.
Li Qinghe was afraid of dying in vain.
"Bastard, what did you say? Are you Xiao Yang's friend? Do you have the face to say that you are Xiao Yang's friend? We don't know if Xiao Yang is dead or alive. In order to save us, he faced the Fang Clan alone. You are afraid of death and stay here. Doesn't your conscience hurt? Li Qinghe, let me tell you, you can be a coward, but we won't do it. Don't stop us, and we won't stop you. "
Bu Tianlang, Fang Zihan, Liu Quan, and the others stomped their feet and scolded Li Qinghe. They scolded Li Qinghe for being ungrateful, a coward, a coward, and not worthy of being Xiao Yang's friend.
When a friend is in a dilemma, he should sacrifice himself. So what if he dies?
Li Qinghe felt wronged. He felt so wronged that he wanted to cry because no one could understand him.
How could he not want to go back to save Xiao Yang? How could he not want to die together with Xiao Yang? However, if he did so, he would be letting Xiao Yang die in vain.
Xiao Yang sacrificed so much for them in hopes that they could survive. If they knew that there was only death in front of them, wouldn't Xiao Yang's efforts be in vain?
Because he was Xiao Yang's friend, he understood Xiao Yang's heart better.
At this moment, Xiao Yang definitely didn't want them to die.
Chen Zhifu and Gu Shanqing were silent.
Because the two of them understood Xiao Yang and Li Qinghe's good intentions. They didn't say anything and didn't plan on leaving this place.
Yes, they weren't afraid of death. They were afraid of dying in vain.
As long as he was still alive, he would be able to avenge Xiao Yang in the future, instead of rushing to his death now.
Thus, the team split up.
Huo Han, Liu Quan, and Bu Tianlang formed a line. They proposed to go to Fang City to rescue Xiao Yang.
Gu Shanhe, Gu Shanqing, Li Qinghe, Chen Zhifu, and the others stood in a line. They wanted to stay here, or even leave this place, and wait for the day when they would seek revenge from the Fang Clan.
The two sides argued endlessly, and they were even on the verge of fighting.
Fortunately, they were all under the influence of the Bone Softening Skill, so they couldn't use their cultivation. Even if they were to fight, they would fight like gangsters on the street. No one would give in to the other.
"Bastard, Li Qinghe, if you don't want to save him, then just hide here like a turtle. Why are you stopping us? Other than Xiao Yang, what about Lan Jiaoye and Gu Qianqian? Are you going to abandon him just like that? "
"That's right. You guys are so heartless. That's your problem. We can't do it."
Bu Tianlang, Huo Han, and Liu Quan pulled at Li Qinghe and Chen Zhifu's hair as they cursed.
At this moment, their faces were full of bruises and scars. They were all beaten by themselves.
Li Qinghe said firmly, "Xiao Yang's death must be worth something. This value is reflected in the fact that you guys can't die. In order to make Xiao Yang's death worthwhile, I have to stop you guys. Think about it, Xiao Yang has a lot of trump cards. He might not die. "
Chen Zhifu supported Li Qinghe, and said in a pained and sorrowful voice, "That's right, Xiao Yang is facing the entire Fang family by himself, and we are also very worried and sad. We all think that Xiao Yang will not be able to escape this calamity, but even if Xiao Yang dies, we cannot let him die in vain."
"What about Lan Jiaoye and Gu Qianqian? Are we just going to let them die on their own? You guys can be heartless, but we can't. Get out of the way. Otherwise, we won't be friends anymore. "
Bu Tianlang, Huo Han, and Liu Quan were still determined to go to Fang City.
And so, the group of eight people fell into a quarrel again. If you punch me, I'll slap you in the face. If you kick me, I'll knock you to the ground.
They went back and forth. They no longer had the arrogance of the Poison Sect's disciples, nor were they calm and unyielding. At this moment, they were full of hoodlums. If they weren't pulling at your hair, they were pulling at your feet.
But it was undeniable that they were all doing this for Xiao Yang.
While they were angrily throwing mud at each other, several streaks of light descended on Grand Cultivator Mountain.
When the light faded, the figures inside could be seen clearly. They were Pavilion Master Jian, Pavilion Master Lei, and Pavilion Master Fo, who had chased after the evil cultivators. Behind them were several weak cultivators, who should be evil cultivators.
When the three pavilion lords appeared, they saw the vanguard fighting and cursing. They couldn't help but be speechless.
What was going on?
Weren't they supposed to be very united?
Where was their leader, Xiao Yang?
When they went down the mountain to search for the heretical cultivators, they were very united and did their best to carry out the mission.
However, it had only been a night since they last saw each other, and they had become enemies and started fighting. It was as if there was a huge conflict between them. What was going on?
"Cough, cough."
Pavilion Lord Lei used his movement technique and floated down. He landed next to Bu Tianlang, Li Qinghe, and the others in an instant. He coughed to attract their attention.
Li Qinghe, Bu Tianlang, Huo Han, Liu Quan, Gu Shanhe, and Gu Shanqing looked up in shock at Pavilion Lord Lei, then at Pavilion Lord Jian and Pavilion Lord Fo. They were stunned and didn't know what to say.
The three pavilion masters glanced at them and saw that their bodies were covered in mud. Their faces, ears, mouths, and clothes were either stained with blood, mud, or bits of grass. Their hair was disheveled and mixed with the mud, draping over their shoulders. They looked worse than beggars.
Oh my god.
When the three pavilion lords saw them, they couldn't help but be shocked. They almost thought that they had mistaken them for someone else.
Which disciple of the Poison Sect didn't have an elegant temperament? They were proud and noble beyond compare. How could there be someone like them who was worse than a beggar?
"What the hell is going on? Look at you, where are your manners? Is this how it is? You're a disgrace to the Poison Sect. "
"What's the difference between you and barbarians? What's the difference between you and the hooligans on the streets?"
"Oh? Your cultivations … "
When the three pavilion lords saw them, they couldn't help but frown with disgust and confusion.
It was only when he sensed their cultivation that he grasped the truth of the matter.
Before they could ask further, Li Qinghe, Bu Tianlang, and the others knelt on the ground and said, "Pavilion Lords, please hurry to the Fang Clan in Fang City to save Xiao Yang, Lan Jiaoye, and Gu Qianqian."
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