After Ming Huaqing and Shura took orders and left, Yang Xuan sat alone in the empty hall and fell into silence.


    The last glow of the sky disappeared behind the purple mountain in the west of Penglai, and the God of night scattered endless darkness on the earth.


    The two maids came in gently, twisted the fire fold, and tried to light the huge candle in the hall, which is said to be made of immortal bones.


    The light of the fire shone on their young faces. Two little girls with an average age of no more than 16 trembled and stretched the lit flame to the candle.


    "Don''t order, go out." a cold voice suddenly came out.


    The two little girls shuddered. Ignoring the burning fire, they quickly bowed and said, "yes, master."


    After that, they will step down.


    "Wait!" Yang Xuan''s voice came out of the darkness, with a strange feeling.


    The two little girls trembled again, neither walking nor not walking. The whole person was frozen and pale.


    "One day, a hunter was surrounded by wolves and was helpless. He rose up and killed many wolves. In order not to meet the siege of wolves next time, he ran to the wolf''s nest and killed all the wolf cubs." Yang Xuan''s voice was very strange and flowed in the dark night.


    The two little girls didn''t know why the murderous Lord suddenly told them a story.


    "The next day, other people passing by accused him that he shouldn''t kill so many wolves. The hunter was very confused and ran to ask the wise man whether he was right or wrong. The wise man said, it''s also right and wrong." Yang Xuan''s eyes twinkled in the night, like stars in the night. He stopped for a moment, looked at two confused little girls in the dark and asked: "You say, is the hunter''s practice right or wrong?"


    When Yang Xuan asked, the two little girls didn''t dare not answer. The little girl on the left hesitated for a long time and then tried to say, "master, Chunlan thinks the hunter''s practice is right."


    Yang Xuan looked at her and asked, "Oh? Why?"


    Seeing that Yang Xuan was not angry, Chunlan was a little bolder and said, "master, if he doesn''t kill the wolf, the wolf will eat him. He kills the wolf, that''s right."


    Yang Xuan smiled, looked at the little girl on the right and asked, "Qiuju, what do you say?"


    The little girl named Qiu Ju was pale and thought about it before she said timidly, "master, i... I think it''s good that the hunter didn''t kill those little wolves, and the little wolves didn''t hurt him."


    Yang Xuan asked her, "those little wolves will come for revenge when they grow up."


    Qiuju suddenly lost her words and said timidly for a long time: "the slave and maidservant don''t know. If the master says yes, it''s right. If the master says wrong, it''s wrong."


    Yang Xuan lost his smile: "you can talk. Well, go out."


    They hurried out on the occasion of an amnesty.


    Yang Xuan in the dark looked at the two little girls leaving, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared. After a long time, he said coldly: "If a man is like a wolf, he will bite back and kill it to avoid future trouble. It is the right way. You and I are one, I am the evil idea in your heart, and you are the good idea in my heart. There is no standard to measure good and evil, right and evil, right and wrong. For people, wolves are evil, but for wolves, people are evil, and their positions are different. Why is it right or wrong?"


    His voice turned back in the hall, like the cold ice in the heart.


    "Now, I am a man, others... Are wolves!"


    As soon as the wolf word came out, a cold light flashed in front of Yang Xuan, instantly cut through the void and disappeared into the endless darkness.


    A second later, two short screams came from afar.


    At the same time, Yang Xuan''s faint voice spread out.


    "Ming Huaqing, bring the body in and let all the servants come to see me."


    There was chaos outside the hall. Not long after, minghuaqing came in pale and ordered people to put the bodies of Chunlan and Qiuju on the ground.


    Behind him, followed by a row of guards holding torches.


    After the escort, there were servant girls of the Seven Star Mountain who were responsible for taking care of Yang Xuan''s daily life, as well as more than a dozen stewards.


    They didn''t understand why Yang Xuan called them. They all looked very pale. What''s more, they were sweating.


    "Lord..." Ming Huaqing looked at the corpses of Chunlan and Qiuju on the ground, and his face became more pale.


    He didn''t understand why Yang Xuan suddenly killed these two humble little maidservants.


    "Go and see the candles in the hall." Yang Xuan didn''t explain anything and said faintly.


    Ming Huaqing was stunned and hurriedly ran to check the ten huge candles in the hall.


    A moment later, his face was blue, and he said word by word, "ecstasy and bone etching fragrance."


    There are many well-informed people in the guard. Their faces suddenly changed when they heard the name of ecstatic bone etching incense.


    Yang Xuan looked around at the crowd and said faintly, "whose jurisdiction does Chunlan Qiuju belong to?"


    An old steward stumbled out two steps and knelt down directly, shaking into a sieve.


    Yang Xuan looked at him and said slowly, "how long have you been in Qixing mountain?"


    "Hui... Hui... Lord, i... I... Have been... For forty-two years." the steward''s face was full of fear, his face was sallow, and his forehead was covered with sweat.


    Yang Xuan nodded and said, "is there anyone else at home?"


    The steward was afraid and said, "still... And his wife and children."


    Yang Xuan nodded again and said faintly, "go and bring his family."


    "Lord, spare your life..." the steward spread out on the ground and begged.


    But Yang Xuan didn''t seem to see it and ignored him at all.


    Before long, someone had brought his wife and children in charge.


    After all the people knelt down, Yang Xuan stared at the steward and asked faintly, "let me ask you, how did Chunlan Qiuju get to the seven star mountain?"


    "Lord... I don''t... Lord, I don''t know they are assassins. Please forgive me, Lord."


    Shua!


    A golden light flashed, and the son who was in charge of nearly 30 in that year was suddenly in a different place, and his blood flowed all over the ground.


    The steward screamed, threw himself on his son and burst into tears.


    Everyone in the hall looked unbearable.


    "Is there anything else to say?" Yang Xuan was not moved by the miserable image in front of him, but asked faintly.


    "Lord... Lord, please forgive me. I''ve got lard in my heart. I deserve it. I deserve it..." the steward cried.


    "So, do you know their purpose?" Yang Xuan''s eyes narrowed.


    "I... I..." the steward was full of tears, but he couldn''t say "know".


    Minghuaqing sighed. He already knew what was going on.


    People die for wealth, birds die for food.


    He received money, but he took the life of his family. Such a business is really a loss.


    "Kill them all." Yang Xuan waved his hand and said.


    The wailing steward''s family was pulled out. A moment later, a row of heads with blood were sent in.


    Everyone in the hall had different faces, but they didn''t dare to look at Yang Xuan.


    The bloody smell filled the air, and the hall illuminated by the torch looked particularly ferocious at this time. In the jumping fire, Yang Xuan seemed to be a demon God, the master of life and death.


    "Who will explain how these ten ecstatic bone etching waxes came here?" Yang Xuan''s cold voice continued to flow in the hall, as if with a strong smell of blood.


    At the same time, several people changed their faces.