Xu Yao could no longer hold back her anger and suddenly stood up and said angrily, "Wei Xiao, don't forget the promises the Mo family had made to us. Could it be that you want your master to betray your reputation for betrayal?"

Wei Xiao sat down slowly, but was unmoved, and just smiled coldly, "No need to remind you, it was just that your ancestors had some kindness to us Zhao Mo. This was what happened several generations ago. Everyone just regarded it as a legend, but you little girl took it seriously."

"Okay, since you have to take it seriously, then we will keep our promise. If you want our Mo family to kill people, I have already gone to kill them. What else do you want?"

Xu Yao raised her eyebrows and said, "But you didn't succeed, didn't you?"

Wei Xiao showed his snow-white teeth and opened his mouth and smiled, "I just promised you to kill Zhao He. Whether or not he can kill is not my business."

"You..." Xu Yao said choking, unable to speak for a moment, and after a long time losing, he said slowly; "Everyone in the world says that Zhao Mo and Wei Xiao are a genius who are rare in a century of Mohism. It is true to see them at first sight today."

"When did your Mo family learn how to speak out, they will use it to play rogues."

Wei Xiao laughed and said, "I am me, the Mo family is the Mo family, don't be so big a hat I can't afford to hold it down."

"You are relieved. Since I promised you that you will do your business for you, I will do it. But Zhao He really can't kill him, because I accidentally discovered something interesting during this assassination." Wei Xiao said this and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Xu Yao was stunned, blurted out and asked, "Speak quickly, what did you find?"

Wei Xiao looked her up and down, and his expression gradually became colder, and he said, "Miss Xu, I want to remind you that our Mo family just owed you a favor a hundred years ago, but it is not your subordinate. Some things involve the secrets of our Mo family. If I am willing to tell you, I will tell you. If I don't want to, it has nothing to do with you. If you still treat us with anger, don't blame us for being rude."

Xu Yao realized that her tone was too stiff, so she took a deep breath and returned to her usual expression, and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Wei is so serious. I don't have this intention. I just blurted out in a hurry. Please forgive the little girl for being rude."

Wei Xiao changed into a hippie smile again, nodded and said, "That's right. You and I are working together, so we must have a sense of cooperation. Otherwise, if I am in a bad mood, I will probably be patted and left."

"This Zhao He cannot be killed for the time being, because it is related to our secret affairs. You might as well let me do something else."

Xu Yao nodded and said, "Okay, so it's so hard for Senior Brother Wei."

Wei Xiao asked again with a strange look on his face: "Why don't you ask the reason?"

Xu Yao was stunned and said in confusion, "Didn't you tell me not to inquire about the Mo family?"

Wei Xiao smiled and said, "I was in a bad mood just now, so I didn't want to say more. But now that you lowered your eyebrows and looked so well, I felt much better, so I wanted to say to you again."

"You..." Xu Yao was speechless, really angry. She had been playing with others in applause since she was a child, but she didn't expect to meet such a scoundrel today. It's a pity that he is the chief disciple of Zhao Mo, but he looks so inappropriate. If she hadn't asked for the Mo family, she wouldn't have the mood to take a look at such a scoundrel, let alone ask for soft words.

Seeing Xu Yao silent, Wei Xiao didn't mind, but just smiled and continued, "This Zhao He is nothing, but his son is interesting."

Xu Yao frowned slightly and said, "Are you talking about Zhao Xin?"

"That's right." Wei Xiao looked at Xu Yao and said, "You know him."

Xu Yao shook her head and said, "I just know, but I don't know."

"My assassination was blocked by this person."

Xu Yao said disbelief: "How is it possible? Zhao Xin is just an ordinary lieutenant. How can his martial arts be with you?"

Wei Xiao smiled and said, "It's not difficult to stalemate, but I'm intentionally escaping, otherwise it would be a big deal to kill him with his current skills."

"I found something I needed in him, and it was of great benefit to our Mohist sects. In order to avoid alerting the enemy, he was released."

Xu Yao looked at him deeply and suddenly smiled, "I'll just ask about your Mo family affairs. Since this time it's not successful, the agreement will still work. Next time I come to you, don't push back and forth."

Wei Xiao smiled and said, "Of course, beautiful women are in contact with each other, how could Wei Xiao not follow it?"

Xu Yao said angrily and amusedly, "You are really an alien from the Mo family, and I don't know how your master Wei Huai can tolerate you."

Wei Xiao turned his head and said with a smile, "Why, do you think that all the people of the Mo family must wear barefoot clothes, be serious and be famous for their hard work?"

Xu Yao asked back, "Isn't that true?"

"No, no."

"The so-called Mo is the spirit of a hero, to promote the benefits of the world, eliminate the harm of the world, and to have the ambition to help the world. The so-called hard work of 'short brown clothes and soup of quinoa and quinoa, if you get it in the morning, you will not get it in the evening' is just to train your mind and firmness, but it is not a force from the Mohist school. Since I have Mo in my heart, why should I chase these appearances?"

After hearing this, Xu Yao looked at Wei Xiaoling a lot, and felt that although his ideas were incredible, they were surprisingly novel and did not underestimate him in his heart.

"Okay, everything you should say has been finished." Wei Xiao looked at the sky was about to brighten.

"I'm going to report to the master, so I won't tell you much. You should take a break sooner, and there will be a period of time later."

After saying that, he didn't wait for Xu Yao to answer, so he jumped out of the window and disappeared into the night.

Xu Yao was sleepless, and walked to the table silently and sat down for a while. She held the pen on the table and wrote the word "Zhao He" on the bamboo slip Juanjuan, and then wrote "Zhao Xin". She shook her head again and crossed the names of the two. She thought to herself, "Zhao He, Zhao Xin, whether it is for public or private, I will sooner or later put your Zhao family to death to avenge the extermination of the family."

After leaving Tian Buli's mansion, Wei Xiao rushed eastward and came to the east of the city. At this time, the sky was already slightly brighter, but the sun was still no longer rising.

Most of the east of Handan City is home to poor people. Most of them are dirty but no one can clean them up. The garbage is thrown away at the corners of the road. Walking along the road, there is a pungent smell of rottenness in the air. It is very different from the neat streets of Handan. It seems that it is the slums in Handan City, where poor families live.

Wei Xiao was used to it, and he turned around to a secluded gate of the courtyard, without knocking on the door, just stretching out his hand and pushing the door and walking directly in.

A short and strong young man in the yard was wielding an axe to chop the wood. Although his posture was extremely ordinary, his strength was very steady. If you observe carefully, it would not be difficult to find that the cuts of the firewood on the ground were extremely smooth, without any flaws, and they were neatly discharged along the cuts split by the axe.

The short and strong young man was stunned when he saw Wei Xiao walking in, and quickly put down his axe and opened his mouth, "Senior brother, why did you get up so early today? This is not like your style."

Wei Xiao glanced over and said angrily, "What's the matter getting up early? I haven't slept all night, and I almost ran off my legs last night."

The short and strong young man said, "So that's it." He knew that Wei Xiao often performed some special tasks, so he didn't ask too much. He just turned around and poured a bowl of water from the teapot and handed it over diligently.

"Please drink water for senior brother."

"Is the idea strong this time?"

Wei Xiao took the water without hesitation and drank it all, wiped his mouth and said, "It's very hard, it hasn't been successful yet, but it's time to make another discovery."

He looked at him again and said, "Don't talk so much nonsense first, let me tell you later, where is the master? Are you not getting up or practicing qigong?"

The short and strong young man hurriedly pointed his hand at the back of the courtyard and said, "Master got up early today and was practicing in the bamboo forest."

Wei Xiao nodded and said, "That's true, otherwise, according to the master's ears, it would be impossible for me to hear the sound."

He glanced at the short and strong young man again and said, "Zhuzi, go and call all the junior brothers back, you have something to do."

The young man called the pillar was stunned and stuttered: "What's the matter, Senior Brother?"

Wei Xiao glared at him and said, "You talk too much, you will know in a while."

"Oh." Zhuzi scratched his head, smiled silly, and did not dare to ask again.

Wei Xiao penetrated from the back door to the bamboo forest of the back countryside. From a distance, he saw a man with white hair and beard slowly dancing his sword in the forest. It was his master, Wei Huai, the contemporary Zhao Moji.

Unlike the sharp swords used by the world, the sword in Wei Huai's hand was a black nanmu heavy sword, not even a blade. The moves were extremely slow, even ordinary three-year-old children were much faster than that. But Wei Huai's expression was extremely solemn, and Wei Xiao was also standing quietly with his head down, not daring to speak out.

A heavy sword has no edge, and a clumsy is better than a cleverness. With one sword technique, only the Mo family's heavy swords come out of their own way and form a family.

Wei Huai danced slowly and slowly, and his sword moves were almost stagnant. But if a person who was proficient in swordsmanship was watching from the side, it would not be difficult to see the mystery. He saw a few bamboo leaves surrounding the round and blunt sword edge, dancing in the air with the sword moves, but it seemed to be pulled with an invisible suction force, but it was close and separated, but it never flew away.

After dancing a set of sword moves, Wei Huai slowly stopped his breath, and Wei Xiao walked forward with a smile and said, "Master, your swordsmanship is getting more and more sophisticated."

Wei Huai handed the sword to him, touched the dense sweat beads on his forehead with his sleeve, and said, "How is it done?"

Wei Xiao smiled bitterly and said, "The disciple is incompetent, but he failed."

Wei Huai glanced at his apprentice, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing lightly, "Why, is the opponent very strong?"
Chapter completed!