Chapter 3960 Qingming

"Leader, don't believe it, we all witnessed it with our own eyes."

The few remaining members at the side all vividly described the thrilling scene that happened just now.

Those two traitors quietly opened the floating car door while no one else was paying attention.

One of them was about to pierce Yan Shu's head with a gun when Ah Qing, who stood up suddenly, slashed at him subconsciously!

The traitor didn't expect that his spear with the power of chaos would be chopped off!

Seeing this, Ah Qing rushed out of the car and fought with the two of them.

The two traitors wanted to crush Ah Qing with their cultivation, but Ah Qing held a long sword and slashed at them.

The two of them never expected that their own cultivation would have no effect at all, and the sword in Ah Qing's hand was like a broken bamboo, cutting all their weapons and armor to pieces!

The two of them realized that the situation was not good, and it was too late to escape, and they would die with regret!

"Ah Qing, who gave you the sword in your hand?"

Sylvie immediately discovered the key to the problem.

"It's Mr. Ye," Ah Qing replied in a low voice with complicated eyes.

"Can you lend me a look?" Sylvie asked.

Ah Qing hesitated, then handed it to Sylvie.

Sylvie took the sword and looked at it for a while, but found that there was nothing special about it.

"Leader, don't look too much, the sword is not high-grade, and the material is also average. It's really a hell."

"Yeah, maybe those two damn traitors underestimated the power of the undead."

Sylvie really didn't see anything unusual, so she had to return the sword to Ah Qing.

"Thank you for protecting Old Yan."

Ah Qing shook her head, "It should be, I am also a member of Silver Fox."

After hearing this, the remaining members also came up to thank Ah Qing and patted him on the shoulder.

After this incident, Ah Qing also got their approval.

In fact, Ah Qing herself understood that the sword now is different from what it was just now.

When he used the sword just now, he instinctively felt that the sword had a destructive power.

No matter what method the two opponents use, he just slashes upwards, the sword is deadly!

But when he killed the two of them, the power on the sword gradually disappeared.

However, Ah Qing didn't dare to say more, after all, it might involve Ye Fan's secret.

Sylvie then led the people back to the place where her partner died in battle.

After collecting the bones of the members of the Silver Fox Knights, they planned to go back and bury them.

Although the Blue Ze Warlocks were almost wiped out, Silver Fox also lost most of its main force.

With a sad mood, a group of people continued on the road.

The remaining members, such as Kunqi, were not depressed about the future of the guild.

After all, Sylvie's defeat of the Blue Ze Warlocks was enough to raise her prestige to an unprecedented level.

They knew that as long as they completed this big commission and returned to Longmelo again, the Silver Fox Knights would grow even stronger.

Only Sylvie knew that the only reason she was able to overcome the difficulties this time was because of the existence of Ye Fan...

"The sword, return it to you."

In the car, Ah Qing respectfully handed the sword to Ye Fan.

Invisibly, he has been overwhelmed by Ye Fan's unfathomable depth.

Ye Fan was not too polite, this kid is not worthy of him sending out a sword.

"How do you feel?" Ye Fan asked with a smile.

Ah Qing was puzzled, "Are you asking, how does it feel to kill someone?"

Ye Fan shook his head, "How does it feel to have power?"

Ah Qing was stunned, for as long as he could remember, he had been struggling at the bottom, suffering all kinds of spat and insult.

The kindness, dignity, and family affection that others can get casually...

No matter how hard he tried, it was in vain...

But today, holding this sword, he seemed to be born again!

Even the silver adventurers who looked down on him on weekdays came to thank him and patted him on the shoulder.

Power...that's what power makes a difference!

Ah Qing clenched her hands tightly, and her body couldn't help trembling.

"I...I yearn for it, but it doesn't belong to me after all."

Hearing this, Ye Fan laughed and said, "It doesn't belong to you for now, but it doesn't mean you won't have it in the future."

"In the future?" Ah Qing shook her head bitterly: "I am an undead person, and I cannot cultivate by nature."

Ye Fan said: "In my hometown, there is a race called Inorganic Matter, which is born without a soul, and does not even have any signs of life."

"They are like the material of this car and the sand on the ground. If there is no communication, you don't even know that they are also life."

"But even so, they developed their own civilizations and became powerful in their own way."

Ah Qing was stunned, "There is such a race?"

"Yes," Yan Shu said, "I've read in books that not all races are born with souls. There are many ways of life, and it's not simply defined by matter and energy."

Hearing what the great sages said, Ah Qing no longer doubted it.

"So...doesn't all races have souls..." Ah Qing murmured.

Ye Fan said: "So, as an undead, there is no distinction between high and low."

"What kind of person to be, you decide for yourself, not someone else's conclusion."

"Similarly, whether you can cultivate or not is not decided by the world. It depends on yourself, whether you have the heart to become stronger."

"If you really want to avenge your adoptive father, you have to think about what you can do instead of dying in vain."

Ah Qing was shocked, lowered her head, and muttered to herself: "What can I do..."

Yan Shu at the side looked at Ah Qing and Ye Fan, thoughtfully.

After a while, Yan Shu said with a smile: "Speaking of which, I owe it to Ah Qing to save my life today, Ah Qing, you are my lifesaver."

"No, it's all thanks to Mr. Ye," Ah Qing shook his head.

"But it's true that you are the one who worked hard for me." Yan Shu smiled and asked, "It's a benefactor anyway, but I don't know yet. What's your full name?"

"I don't have a name. When my adoptive father found me, he only had a plaque with two characters on it, but he only knew the word 'Qing' on it, so he called me Ah Qing."

Yan Shu was curious, "What kind of brand?"

Ah Qing carefully took it out of his pocket. It was a blue-black round metal plate with some weird patterns on it.

"This is it."

After Yan Shu took it, he carefully identified it, with a look of thought in his eyes.

"The two words above are 'Qingming'. If I remember correctly, it is the name of a dark organization called 'Qingmingjiao' that has disappeared."

Ye Fan was speechless, "You really know everything?"

"Qing Ming sect? Dark organization? What do you mean?" Ah Qing was very excited.

Yan Shudao: "Dark organizations are generally guilds that believe in several evil gods. They are not all bad people, they are just cast aside by the believers of the main god, so they all engage in underground activities."

"As for this Qing Ming sect, I only saw it in some old Dest alliance files, and it has been completely gone for more than ten years."