As soon as Feng Mingye saw Yun Yaoling's expression, he knew that Yun Yaoling didn't understand his thoughts.
Ah Yao is still young, so he is not in a hurry.
One day, Ah Yao will understand what he means.
Yun Yaoling's serious expression was very interesting.
Feng Mingye laughed and couldn't help but reached out and touched her head.
"Okay, listen to Ah Yao.
Except for Ah Yao, I will not do anything transgressive to any woman."
"That's it, ah, that's not right."
Yun Yaoling touched his head again and moved his head.
Just as he was about to nod, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with his words, which was a bit strange.
"Master, kissing is something you can only do to someone you like.
You can't do this to me again."
Yun Yaoling thought for a while and found a more convincing word.
"I like Ah Yao."
When Feng Mingye heard this, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.
Ah Yao is really interesting.
"No, no, that's not it."
Yun Yaoling looked at Feng Mingye's smile, and the more she tried to explain, the more unclear she became.
The Imperial Capital Martial Arts Conference was held in the Yandu Square of the Imperial Capital.
This area covers a huge area and spreads out in a huge circle.
It is somewhat similar to the Colosseum in ancient Rome.
The circular central venue is divided into fifty competition arenas.
In the competition field, two people work in groups and compete one on one.
There were spectators sitting around the square.
The people who came to participate in this meeting were all warriors and had excellent eyes and ears.
Therefore, even if they were far away from the central competition ground, they could still clearly see what was going on inside.
Yun Yaoling sat on the seat belonging to the Feng family, looking at the scene inside with some unbearable eyes.
The fighting inside was too cruel.
Either arms or legs were missing, or the loser fell to the ground and died, with blood flowing in rivers.
However, the onlookers continued to cheer.
She has always lived in a peaceful era, and even though she has seen several killings, she has never seen such a cruel fighting method.
Seeing one of the teams, the stronger warrior directly used his own martial arts to use a sword to chop off his opponent's head.
Blood splashed onto the man's face.
He stretched out his bloody hand and licked it to his mouth.
A trace of madness flashed in his eyes, and then he entered the next group and continued to slaughter others.
When Yun Yaoling saw this scene, her stomach began to churn and she felt like vomiting.
She looked away, and the shock in her heart made her heart beat rapidly.
"Ah Yao, keep watching."
Feng Mingye, who was sitting next to her, noticed that Yun Yaoling's face was pale, and there was a trace of unbearability in his eyes.
His eyes were dim, and he stretched out his hand to hold Yun Yaoling's little hand.
"Master" Yun Yaoling paused when he heard this, his big eyes showed some grievance, and there was a slight tremor in his voice, "I don't want to see it, it's so cruel."
However, this time Feng Mingye was not as obedient to her as before.
"Ah Yao, this is the path of martial arts.
If you don't have enough strength, killing people like this is normal.
If you don't have enough strength, no one will feel sorry for you even if you are killed."
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"But, they are human beings too.
This is just a competition.
If you win, you win.
Why do you need to kill them all?"
Yun Yaoling was a little puzzled, thinking that the cruel and murderous warrior just now was indeed very strong.
He had already won consecutively.
There have been several battles, in which the person who was fighting against him took the initiative to give up, but that person still killed him.
She really couldn't understand this approach.
Doesn't the weak have no fate?
Should the weak be killed?
Feng Mingye knew that Yun Yaoling was very kind, but in a world where strength was valued, killing was too common.
Looking at Yun Yaoling's aggrieved eyes, he wanted to hold her in his arms to comfort her, but he couldn't.
In the future, they will encounter countless such things, even worse than today's situation, and he will protect Ah Yao.
But instead of protecting Ah Yao as a flower in the greenhouse, this is not an ordinary world.
He and Ah Yao are destined to be anything but ordinary.
Therefore, he must let Ah Yao overcome this mentality.
"Ah Yao, even if it's a competition, it's the same.
Everyone participating in this meeting is destined to live or die."
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