when the wind and cloud cry

Chapter 60

Li Shen is seventy years old, one of the few old seniors in Xiaoyao Pavilion, if he has seniority, even Cizun is not as good as him, but he is stubborn and has never been valued by Xiaoyaozi, but he is also a person with a lot of backbone .

At this moment, he couldn't help but uttered angrily, but there was a burst of bleak laughter beside him. Zhang Tu said, "Uncle Li! It's fine if he deceives the master and destroys the ancestors. I think he is going to take refuge in the evil way!"

Li Shen's complexion changed drastically, and he stood up abruptly, ignoring the weapons placed on his neck by two disciples, and said angrily: "Is this true? Have you really taken refuge in the magic way?"

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples in the field looked over.

Even Shangguan Mufeng's direct disciples couldn't help being moved, what a rebellious act it is to deceive their master and destroy their ancestors, even if they wanted to be rebellious, it would be difficult for them to take this step.

In the main hall of Chenxi in Xiaoyao Pavilion, Li Shen stared blankly at Shangguan Mufeng, and became even more angry: "Fusheng Pavilion has always been based on protecting the people, and I can pretend not to see your master's actions like that. Aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven for betraying the way and leaving the clan, but you actually deceived your master and exterminated your ancestors?"

"God damn it?"

Shangguan Mu Feng gave Li Shen a contemptuous look: "Old guy! Why are you still so naive even today!"

He took another step forward, his face was cold and angry: "We are a famous family of Fusheng Pavilion through the ages, but in the eyes of all sects, who has looked at us seriously?"

Li Shen looked at each other angrily: "That's because your master and apprentice acted improperly and tarnished the reputation of my Fusheng Pavilion!"

Shangguan Mufeng smiled instead of anger: "Do you really think so? This world is based on strength. We have many disciples in Fusheng Pavilion, but they are limited by aptitude. We have never had outstanding disciples. One's reputation is no longer what it was a thousand years ago, even if you and I have the heart to rectify the name of the master, but the facts are in front of us, strength determines everything!"

"shut up!"

Li Shen said angrily: "Even so, my Fusheng Pavilion's energy is withered. This is the destiny. I have my own style to stay in the world forever. But today you are in the company of the devil, and this action has made the Fusheng Pavilion so depraved. After death, there will be a future for me." Why don't you face-to-face be listed as a patriarch!"

Zhang Tu listened to the conversation between the two of them, and he was already disheartened: "Uncle Li! Forget it! Why bother to argue with the wicked person, anyway, the master will die in his hands sooner or later, I would rather Once you die, you won't join forces with thieves!"

Shangguan Mu Feng was originally a violent person, but he had to restrain his nature under the power of a kind person. Although he acted smoothly on the surface, he was actually narrow-minded. At this moment, he was in a good mood, no longer restrained, and his three-point nature was gradually revealed.

He was full of anger, glared at Zhang Tu and said: "Since you said so, I will save your life and let you see how the master of the pavilion suppressed the righteous sects, and how to destroy the evil way as a teacher As for the method of rectification, as for how dark this method is, at that time, the power of Fusheng Pavilion will shake the world, who would dare to criticize it!"

Zhang Tu could vaguely see Shangguan Mu Feng's crazy ambitions, no matter how confident and orderly his words were, in his opinion, it was as ridiculous as a lunatic talking about a dream.

Zhang Tu snorted and said, "You are a lunatic, you must be dreaming like an idiot!"

"Really! Then you have to live a little longer, and see how a lunatic like me can make a foolish dream come true!"

Shangguan Mu Feng smiled grimly, looked away from Zhang Tu, stared at Li Shen and said, "As for you! Even if I don't kill you, I won't live to that day!"

"Pfft!"

With a little force from Shangguan Mufeng, the weapon resting on Li Shen's neck was sliced ​​into his throat.

He stared with unwilling eyes and slowly fell down.

In an instant, there was no more sound in the field, and even the disciple who was murdered with a knife was stunned, and a cabinet elder died like this.

After a while, Zhang Tu was the first to rush to Li Shen's side, calling loudly: "Uncle Li! Uncle Li! Uncle Li!"

However, Li Shen refused to rest in silence. Zhang Tu did not expect that he would actually attack his fellow disciples. He stood up angrily and scolded Shangguan Mufeng: "Shangguan Mufeng! You betrayed your ancestors and killed your fellow disciples indiscriminately. You will not die well!"

Shangguan Mufeng's eyes swept across, those disciples were already frightened into frightened birds, and could not make a sound.

With a little backbone, he simply turned his heart and closed his eyes.

At this moment, Lu Wei came over and whispered something in his ear: "These people are mixed with good and bad, and they have different intentions. It is best not to leak the slightest word about what the pavilion master is planning."

Resentment flashed across Shangguan Mufeng's eyes, he turned and walked out.

But in the eyes of everyone, his slight nod when he turned around was a death-killing order!
Everyone looked around, many people were filled with resentment, cursed and shouted, and stood up, struggling with the disciples who were armed with weapons, they would never stand still.

For a moment, the sound of screams and howls came back again and again, the blood spilled into the Chenxi Hall!
Half a month later, a small town under the rule of the Huanyue Dynasty in the Western Regions.

This is a very ordinary tea house, located in a secluded alley far away from the street, and there are two men standing at the door, holding knives in their hands.

It's like a stranger should not enter.

Even though this is the sphere of influence of the Huanyue Dynasty, they still dare not take it lightly.

Because the adult who talked about it in the teahouse has an extraordinary status!

In the teahouse, more than a dozen tables were vacant, and only the table by the window sat two people.

A man with a fair face and sharp edges and corners, wearing a black armor and a seven-star sword as black as ink on his waist, was hesitantly thinking about something.

He is Qiye, the demon lord who dominates China today!

Behind the demon king stood a man and a woman respectively.

The man was dressed in a white robe, with an indifferent expression, and looked like a taciturn person.

The woman wore a red shirt and had a pretty face, but there was a murderous look in her brows and a bit of arrogance.

The two siblings are Liushuang and Xuewu, the double envoys of the Huanyue Dynasty.

The Holy Right Envoy of Huanyue—Blood Dance!
Zuo Envoy of Huanyue Sheng - Frost Flowing!
Qiye stared at the dense water vapor in the teacup in front of him, his eyes wandered slightly, and landed on the cup of the person opposite.

That cup of tea has never been touched.

"The tea is getting cold, your Excellency invited me here, are you going to sit like this all the time?"

The person sitting opposite the demon king is naturally a hag with a lot of status in the dark fire.

From the time she entered the door, a package had been hanging on her crutch. Although she wasn't sure what was inside, the smell of tea couldn't cover the smell of blood.

Looking at the round shape again, with the knowledge of Mo Jun and others, they guessed that it was probably a human head.

Whose head it will be, is really intriguing!

The witch's eyes flickered, and said: "Presumably, the holy king should be clear about the old man's intention!"

The devil leaned on the seat, smiled softly, and played with the teacup in his hand: "I received a letter before, with only a few words, how can I trust you!"

(End of this chapter)