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70 treatises

"What else can I ask? Of course it's because you have met that person." Qing Lan frowned upon hearing this.

Muto was confused by what he said. After thinking about it, he felt that only one person could meet the characteristics mentioned by his father, so he planned to ask. "Do you mean the Centipede Swordsman?"

"Yes, who else could there be? That person left without saying a word. He didn't even leave a letter. He just left a message to defeat me. He disappeared and didn't show up until now. Do you think I can?"

Are you curious how he appeared?" Qing Lan said with a slight frown on her face.

When Naiji next to him heard this, he felt that things were not what he thought, but he was embarrassed to speak. After all, this was a matter for the juniors. If what he said at that time had been rash, it might have affected what happened later.

He looked at Muto thoughtfully, asking if the other party heard anything wrong.

Muto didn't notice his eye contact and was still immersed in his own memories. He carefully recalled every scene and every detail that happened from the moment he saw the Centipede Swordsman again, and he didn't seem to notice it.

How much hatred the other party has, that is to say, the fight he reported on the stage was not a battle of honor, it might just be the difference between victory and defeat.

After thinking about this, he felt a lot of comfort in his heart. After all, no one wants to have multiple enemies out of nowhere, especially those who pay debts from the father to the son, which will be particularly troublesome to deal with.

Once you understand your father's origins and understand the other person's psychology, the rest will become much easier to explain.

He told his father everything without hiding anything. After hearing this, his father asked: "Is this the entire process that produces the results you have?"

"Yes, this is everything Centipede has experienced."

"That's not right! The competition between me and him didn't involve the position of master, so why does he hate me so much?" Qinglan couldn't figure it out for a moment.

Muto doesn't care what kind of conflict happened between you, but now it seems that the problem is not big. Although the other party wants to get rid of him inexplicably, he thinks that as long as he can explain the gift clearly to him, it shouldn't be difficult to solve it.

Bar!

He explained his thoughts to his father, and his father shook his head and said, "You still don't understand him. He has always been gloomy, otherwise he wouldn't be able to grow into a centipede.

In this fight between you and him, he still showed some mercy, otherwise you wouldn’t have come back alive in the third game.”

"Oh." Muto nodded lightly.

"By the way, tell me what you think of the mutants developed by the Imagawa Group?"

It could be seen that his father was also very interested in this project, so Muto briefly explained to Qinglan what he knew about the mutant project.

Then he finally concluded: "This plan is actually to use insect genes to inject into the human body, so that people have some of the insect's abilities. Generally speaking, it will be comprehensively improved. However, according to human habits and the nature of the insect,

Combined, I'm afraid it will create a lot of conflicts."

"Your analysis is very reasonable. Nature has never been a place that pays attention to benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom and trust. On the contrary, it will be very direct, so direct that it can be described as the law of the jungle. I don't believe that they will use this kind of plan. They have not chased the strong.

The nature of the person.”

"What do you mean, father, that they might devour each other?"

"It is extremely possible that if there is no insect king among the insects, I am afraid they will be dissatisfied with each other and compete fiercely with each other. I am afraid that their efforts will be in vain."

Muto felt scared when he thought about it. This kind of insect was also planted in his body. Although he didn't know what kind of insect it was? But there was no doubt that he was definitely not an ordinary person.

There is no bug in nature that breathes fire, and it needs sacrifices to feed it!

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but think of Moto Sakai, lamenting that the other party had given to him, but he had not made any repayment to him, and he felt a little heavy for a while.

"What's wrong? But I remembered something bad." Qinglan couldn't help but ask as Muto frowned and looked unhappy.

Wu Tengyao shook his head. He didn't express his unhappiness. He didn't even tell his father what Moto Sakai had done to him. He just felt that everything was settled. Since some things couldn't be made up for, why bother letting others suffer anymore?

It’s heartbreaking, it’s enough to bear these things on yourself, there’s no need to drag anyone else into the water.

Seeing that he was unwilling to tell her, Qing Lan didn't force herself to say anything, but changed the topic and said: "Now that we have found our junior brother, do we need to find someone else?"

Take the opportunity to rescue him and bring him back to the Sword Sect to deal with him according to the sect's rules."

"We still need to take a long-term approach at this time. What happened in Imagawa has caused a stir in the city. If we continue to investigate this matter, it will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble. We'd better wait!"

"Having waited for so long, I really don't mind waiting any longer, but just waiting is useless. The other party won't just wait for us to come forward. He will definitely find a way to escape. You don't have to think about it to know what means he will take."

Qing Lan said that he was very familiar with the centipede's behavior. How do you say that? Oh. As long as you lift your butt, I will know what you are doing. It's so familiar.

Muto said he had no doubt, wasn't there such a saying? The people who know you best are not your relatives and friends, but your enemies, especially the kind of life and death enemies, people will study you deeply.

"Then what should we do next?"

"Stand still, think about what to do in the long run, and just wait for the other side to show off."

If this was the case, it would be extremely convenient for him. Muto said without hesitation that accepting this plan would mean nothing to him.

After hearing Naruci's inquiry about the normal time, Muto's transformation time had not yet arrived. He stepped forward curiously and reached out to touch Muto's face.

"What are your abilities like this?"

"All the abilities of a moth."

"Moth?" Qinglan expressed confusion.

Muto explained: "Yes, that's right. I was planted with a kind of insect called the wisp of fire. It can spit fire and spin silk and has the ability to fly. Of course, it can't fly very far now, but at least it can slide.

It’s still not a problem. As for whether there are others? It needs to be considered. It’s still in the untested stage.”

"Then this is already very good. Does it have any side effects?"

Muto opened his mouth and wanted to tell him that he could eat people, but then he swallowed the words again. He said: "Fortunately, he mainly relies on energy to maintain, preferably flames, which are easier for him to absorb."

Hearing his explanation, Qing Lan suddenly felt relieved. "If it continues like this, then I'll stay here tonight and listen to your junior uncle take care of himself."
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