Prison Division.

In the next few days, He An did not rush to try Zhenyi Pill, but instead took one for Lu Zhu to study.

Then he began to guide He Jindong and Jinse to practice the first level of sword control.

Raise the sword with energy.

However, some of He Jindong's performances made He An frown slightly.

"Jindong, what should you do if you meet someone you can't beat?"

"Fight to the death."

"If you say you can't beat it, you will die if you fight hard."

"Then you will die in battle. The He family can only die in battle, but not in kneeling. Death in battle is the highest honor of the He family."

He An endured the impulse on He Jindong's face. He originally wanted to play a second tool, and after Ho Xi, the Hall of Fame, he would have another Hall of Fame.

After all, it has been sixty years since the east and the west of Hefei for thirty years.

But after a conversation with He Jindong.

He thought it was not the same thing.

Why did he have such a "deviant" thought after leaving the family for a while?

"He Jindong, I hope you remember that death is the most useless to the family. Only by keeping a useful body can you serve the family." He An endured the impulse in his heart and said earnestly with great patience.

"Why did my family shed the last drop of blood? I'm not willing to die..." He Jindong answered instinctively, but as he spoke, he didn't continue.

Because he suddenly thought of the old patriarch's advice, he should think more about the profound meaning of the patriarch's words.

This made him think, and He An looked at He Jindong's appearance and showed strong expectations on his face.

There is still a rescue.

He An feels that he will guide and embark on the "right path" and will probably become a good player like He Xi.

Looking at He Jindong thinking, He An was not in a hurry, but just waited silently, with his eyes filled with expectations for a "good player" and his expectations for future rewards.

For one quarter or two quarters of an hour, He An was very patient, but as He Jindong suddenly looked up and spoke, his expectation disappeared instantly.

"Class leader, I will use my death to awaken the soul of the He family, tell the enemy that if I killed one of me, there will be thousands of He family members..." He Jindong's eyes were firm and his eyes were stubborn. He finally felt that he had understood the profound meaning.

If you die, you will have no contribution to the family.

Only by using your own death to awaken the souls of thousands of He family members can one be worthy of death.

Only by being worthy of the cultivation of the family can we make more He family fight for revival, and He family rises and dies.

The clan leader is the clan leader, and the old clan leader's thoughts are still far from that.

He Jindong looked a little impressed. Compared with the old patriarch, the revival lord, the old patriarch was judged immediately.

What's the use of dying by one person? Only by using one's own death to let more He family grow will it be of great use.

“………….”

He An resisted the impulse on He Jindong's face with a slap in his heart, clenched his fists, but he silently said in his heart, "It's from the old He family," and then he slowly relaxed.

After a long time, he let out a gentle breath. He felt that there was another target and couldn't help but turn his head to look at Jinse.

"Jinse, what would you do if you face someone you can't beat?" He An considered his thoughts, the most important thing was inspiration, not to be stubborn.

Using Jinse to inspire He Jindong may have a different effect.

"Kill the other party."

He An was used to the voice that had no feelings for Jinse.

"You can't beat it."

"Can kill."

Jinse's eyes were not at all turbulent, and she looked at He An silently.

"I can't beat it." He An had the urge to cover his forehead, feeling that he and Jinse were two planes, and they were not talking about it at all, but in the end he emphasized it.

"kill."

Jinse responded without hesitation, and He An patted his forehead and waved his hand powerlessly.

He just wants to be quiet now, why are these two children more difficult than the other?

One is death, it is death.

One thing is a little change, but he would rather not have this change.

Kill him.

Can kill.

kill....

He An waved his hand powerlessly, sat at the door of the martial arts venue, looking up at the sky for a long time.

"Play a hammer."

He An angrily whispered four words in his heart, and was really angry. Even if he thought about getting a non-mainstream system, he would endure it even if the enemies were too crowded.

If you want to cultivate some "good players" to improve your strength, why is it so difficult to achieve?

It's as difficult as the sky.

He An sat on the steps of a side hall, really wanted to cry, but as if he had thought of something, he took out a bottle of elixir and looked down.

His eyes seemed to have made a decision, and his eyes turned and fell on He Jindong.

"Jin...Xiaobei, why did the family live and why did the family die? The clan leader must have admired me very much at this time, otherwise the clan leader would not ask you..."

As He An approached, he listened to He Jindong's words and was so angry that he didn't even make a fuss.

appreciate?

He Jindong, a little kid with problems with his thoughts, is afraid that he has problems with appreciation and understanding.

This made him look down at the medicine bottle, and his eyes fell on He Jindong. He became more and more angry as he looked at it.

If you have any problems with your thoughts, you have not yet understood the sword intent.

He An muttered, he felt that the medicine tester had it.

"Jindong, I'll give you this pill. I'll go to the side of the prison hall to eat it in the evening..." He An took out a Zhenyi pill. He didn't want to wait for Lu Zhu to create a pill without negative effects, so he would give He Jindong a try.

And the negative effect, according to his observation, was obviously the negative effect of the previous one. One mouthful of golden elixir was swallowed into the stomach, and from then on, one more person in the cottage.

He still has this elixir observation ability.

He threw it over and turned around and left. He Jindong caught it in a panic.

"Thank you, the patriarch, I will definitely work harder." He Jindong looked firm and looked at He An's back as he left, and shouted.

He An did not respond at all, but just waved his hand.

"Jin...Xiaobei, why don't we divide it, one person is half." He Jindong quietly opened the medicine bottle and took a look, smelled the fragrance of the medicine, and his eyes lit up.

But Jinse didn't speak at all, but just silently held the sword and closed his eyes in the martial arts field, not being moved by the outside world.

He Jindong had no choice but to glance at Jinse, then stood up and left the martial arts venue.

Then he went to the side of the prison guard hall.

"The patriarch said that it would be like the bamboo forest of enlightenment at night..." He Jindongbu came here and looked around. Except for some flowers, plants, trees, and the cottage beside the wall, there was nothing unusual.

However, He Jindong obviously believed in the words of the patriarch.

After taking a look around, I confirmed that the location was correct, and then I waited.

He Jindong looked at the golden crow falling silently, opened the medicine bottle without hesitation, and without saying a word, he took out a pill and swallowed it in one bite.

At first, He Jindong felt silently that the medicinal power began to spread all over his limbs, but it took effect with the medicinal power.

He Jindong's expression suddenly changed drastically. He looked up at the cottage beside the wall. Without saying a word, he rushed in quickly.
Chapter completed!