Cultivating immortals is a hard job

"The poison on your body was given by Lu Ming?"

Seeing Qin Sirong's bitter mouth, even though Mo Xun had guessed in advance, he still felt that the Lu family was ridiculous and speechless.

But then again, what kind of thing can a father who can even refine his own son into a corpse be like?

Mo Xun did not continue to dwell on such irrelevant topics. He just wanted to know how Ye Ping died?

Over the years, he has seen many Taoist monks harming each other.

"Tell me about Ye Ping. Is the body still there?"

Mo Xun sighed softly in his heart. What he said was somewhat of a self-comfort. Everyone is dead, so what's the use of finding the body?

On his side, he just wanted to fulfill his responsibilities as a master and disciple.

In fact, according to the agreement made back then, he didn't have to get involved in this feud. But when he thought about Ye Ping following him for so many years, even if he had no credit, he still had hard work. If he could get some justice for this disciple, , he would not refuse.

But after seeing Qin Sirong's gently shaking head, Mo Xun's face immediately darkened.

According to this meaning, could it be that the soul is completely destroyed?

In fact, he had already expected this in his heart. After all, this is what he usually does.

But those who are killed by him often cannot escape even their souls!

Having said that, when the person being killed is replaced by someone related to him, it's a different story.

There are double standards in everyone's heart. This is due to human nature.

"Ye Ping's meeting with me that day was originally a secret thing. However, Lu Ming left a tracking mark on me many years ago. His original intention may be just to monitor me. When I first met Ye Ping, he left a tracking mark on me. Soon, before even saying a few words, Lu Ming and Lu Xian appeared in front of us. I had no idea what happened after that. It was after this incident that I was completely put under house arrest by them. "Fuzhong."

Mo Xun asked thoughtfully: "You mean... you didn't see Ye Ping being killed with your own eyes?"

"Is there any difference? With Lu Xian's character, does Senior think he will let Ye Ping go?"

To be honest, Mo Xun had no idea what kind of person this head of the Lu family was before he came here.

All the impressions he had about the Lu family came from Qin Sirong's life experience just now.

Judging from what the other party said, the hope of Ye Ping surviving is indeed very slim.

But if you think about it from another angle, this doesn't seem to be a bad thing.

After all, having hope is better than having no hope.

"Have you never heard from Ye Ping again?"

Qin Sirong just sat on the cold ground, with his hands wrapped around his legs, almost curled up into a ball, and his already slim figure became increasingly thin and thin.

The poison in his body, coupled with the state of mourning more than the death of his heart at the moment, looked very pitiful.

But in Mo Xun's heart, there was not much mercy.

In fact, more than half of such endings are caused by the other party himself.

Everyone is greedy, some are greedy for money, some are greedy for power, and some are greedy for fame, but this woman in front of her is greedy for love.

She wanted Lu Ming but was unwilling to give up Ye Ping. In the end, she had no choice but to eat this bitter pill.

This world is unfair to women. Men can have three wives and four concubines, but for women, even just dividing their hearts into two parts is a sin.

This sense of guilt not only comes from the outside world, but I am afraid that even she herself will feel deeply guilty.

Qin Sirong did not answer, or in other words, she felt that such a question was meaningless at all.

In her opinion, anyone who falls into Lu Xian's hands has no chance of living.

Furthermore, from the Lu family's perspective, there was no reason for them to keep Ye Ping.

"What I owe him can only be repaid in my next life!"

Mo Xun couldn't help but snorted coldly.

"You have ruined people's lives, what can you do in return?"

Qin Sirong suddenly laughed foolishly, and then it became louder and louder, as if he was going crazy. At the same time, two lines of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Yeah, what should I give in return?"

As she spoke, she actually took out a dagger and stabbed herself in the throat.

But the tip of the silvery knife stopped suddenly when it was about half an inch away from her throat. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make any further progress, as if she was tightly bound in mid-air by a huge force.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Mo Xun's mouth.

This woman is a typical performing personality.

This kind of performance, which she was not even aware of, was trying to move others, and at the same time, it was probably more touching herself.

Maybe she does have guilt in her heart, and all the pain she is showing now comes from her heart. Even her current state of wanting to die is not fake at all. But the problem is, Ye Ping has been in trouble for so long, and he has never After killing himself, why did Mo Xunyi come and see through life and death like this?

Even now, this kind of person still doesn't realize that all the problems actually stem from her.

If she had been more decisive in her choice back then, either rejecting Lu Xian or fully accepting it, instead of wandering back and forth between the two, obeying Lu Xian on the one hand, and thinking about saving Ye Ping on the other, she was really greedy. Somewhat childish!

Ye Ping was really unlucky to meet her.

Qin Sirong opened his eyes and looked at Mo Xun blankly, a little surprised in the pain.

She didn't expect Mo Xun to stop her. Just now, she had already made up her mind to die.

As for how much of this determination to die was because of Ye Ping, that is up for discussion.

People with this kind of personality are often selfish, even though they don't want to admit it in their hearts.

But it cannot be denied that what she suffered in her heart was more about the entanglement of two feelings.

In Qin Sirong's view, the two men she loved deeply were dead, so she lost her attachment to life.

If one of them was still alive, it must be a different state of mind.

"Don't be in a hurry to die, I still have a few questions to ask!"

For this only clue, Mo Xun would naturally not give up easily.

To be honest, even if he had sympathy for this kind of woman, he was more disdainful.

"Do you know where Lu Xian is in seclusion?"

Mo Xun rolled up his sleeves and took the dagger in Qin Sirong's hand directly into his sleeves.

Regardless of whether Ye Ping was alive or dead, he planned to find Lu Xian to investigate. As early as when he entered the Lu Mansion, he was completely sure that the Lu brothers were indeed not in the mansion.

After a long time, Qin Sirong asked weakly: "Senior, do you want to avenge Ye Ping?"

Mo Xun raised his eyebrows.

"So what?"