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Mo Fuyou leaned on the pillar to watch the backs of the three of them, raised the corners of his lips, and his eyes were filled with a gentle smile, like a spring breeze.Mo Fuyou suddenly blushed as if thinking of something, and looked at Luo Feng even more aggressively.

Mo Fuyou glanced at Liu Wuya who was behind him shaking his fan and smiling, although Luo Feng didn't know why Luo Feng cared too much about him, but everything was not important anymore.There was a flash of light in Mo Fuyou's eyes.

The next day's conference, Luo Feng stayed behind closed doors, and the head of the alliance thought that he was hindered from showing up because of yesterday's incident.

Mo Fuyou didn't show the mountains and rivers on his face, but he was in Cao Ying and his heart was in Han, so he didn't pay attention to the dark competition in the arena.When we met for the first time, Luo Feng did ask to go with him to visit Master, so we must introduce Luo Feng to Master properly.

On the third day of the martial arts conference, the sky was clear and the sun was scorching but not hot.But after today, the leader and his wife will be desperate to be a pair of fateful mandarin ducks.

Luo Feng sat on the old seat, waiting for the historic moment of the protagonists.Liu Wuya played with the folding fan and smiled coquettishly at him, ignoring it.

Mo Fuyou pinched his fingertips quietly, Luo Feng's arrival gave him a feeling that his heart was beating faster, and he had never been so nervous when his master tested his poetry, prose and martial arts.

Luo Feng didn't know what Chu and Mo were thinking, he came to make trouble today.

During the tense moment of the conference, the two people on the ring were evenly matched, and it was hard to distinguish.The spectators sitting here were also extremely nervous, their eyes never left the ring, it seemed that the victory or defeat was only in a split second.

During the fierce competition between the two, pieces of petals fluttered and fell, covering the entire competition field.Luo Feng regained his energy in an instant, and the good show began.

Everyone became vigilant, the petals of unknown origin, and a vague fragrance.Compared to everyone's vigilance, the leader and his wife looked in disbelief.

The leader's wife Xu Moxing clenched her fists and turned pale.How many years have you not seen such a scene?But it was also this kind of scene that made her terrified, she couldn't hide what should have happened, and her daughter should bear the crimes her father committed.However, Xu Moxing turned his head to look at her husband, how could he let him fight for her because of the seriousness of his sins.

In front of everyone's eyes, a woman descended slowly from the air, twirling and falling gracefully.The red embroidered shoes, red gorgeous Hanfu, and the ribbon around the waist outline the woman's graceful figure.With plain hands lightly holding a beauty fan, three thousand blue silks are like waterfalls of water, a pair of beautiful eyes are captivating, and proud plum blossoms are embroidered on Chinese clothes.When someone stood on the ring and knocked the two contestants off the stage, his internal strength was unfathomable.

Seeing the face of the person who came, everyone exclaimed, and the faces of the people were full of disbelief.

The visitor belongs to Burning Heaven, a demon sect that has long been purged by the martial arts. This person is the ageless girl Miao Lan'er, who protects the demon sect.The reason why the Demon Cult is called the Demon Cult is that in addition to bloodthirsty killings, there are evil ways.And Miao Lan'er can make her face still, and no one knows her original age.

Miao Lan'er took the beauty fan on her chin and smiled, with resentment and unwillingness in her smile.Everyone was wary of her next move, as if she made a move, they would swarm up and destroy the demon girl.

Miao Lan'er pointed to the leader's wife who was in charge of the stand: "Good! Good! Good!" Three good words, Du Juan's cry of blood came to his heart.

"Well, you Shentu Moxing! Having been the leader's wife for more than ten years, you must have learned a lot, so you can whisper to a fellow like me!"

The information in Miao Lan'er's language made everyone confused, isn't Shentu the surname of the leader of the Demon Cult?Why does the ageless girl call the leader's wife Shentu.

Miao Lan'er waved her arm and pointed at the crowd to walk around the arena: "You people claim to be famous and upright, but you consider a thief as your father! Respectful to the survivors of the Shentu family! Your respected leader's wife is the daughter of the leader of the Demon Sect !" Miao Lan'er spoke the truth bitterly, why was she being hunted and killed for so many years, while Shentu Moxing, the daughter of the leader, was respected by others? !

The heads of the various sects exploded, and the wife of the leader is actually a descendant of the leader of the Demon Cult?Shentu's lineage can be said to have done all kinds of bad things, killing people like hemp.How could his daughter stay?

Someone questioned, "How can I listen to your one-sided words?"

Miao Lan'er looked up to the sky and smiled: "Stupid! People from the Devil's Cult will have flame orders tattooed on their arms, you don't know! Check her left arm and everything will be revealed!"

Everyone's eyes turned to the leader and his wife. The leader Xu Yan stood up without a trace of fear on his face.

"My wife is indeed from Shentu's lineage, and I know about it."

Xu Yan's words immediately showed the murderous intent of all the sect leaders. How many relatives and friends were killed by the leader of the Demon Cult, and how many disciples were harmed.The younger generation did not participate in that war, so they don't know the details of it.

Back then in the decisive battle against Fentiantang, the leader of the Demon Cult saw that the situation was over, so he killed all Shentu's lineage and committed suicide.His youngest daughter, Shentu Moxing, was left alone. His youngest daughter was not in Burning Heaven, and the world did not know who she was.Keeping Shentu Moxing still has a chance to revive the Demon Cult in the future, but Shentu Moxing fell in love with the righteous man Xu Yan when he grew up.After the bone-chilling sadomasochism, the pseudonym Xu Moxing and her husband jointly manage the Wulin League.

The hatred for the leader of the Demon Cult should have disappeared with his death, but now that the old matter is brought up again, and there is someone to pour out their hatred on, how can everyone let it go.

"Xu Yan! Do you know how many disciples the leader of the Demon Cult killed? How many people from my tribe did he kill?!" The master of the Red Feather Palace was furious and asked loudly.

"Shentu can't do it! In vain we respected you as Mrs. Leader, I didn't expect you to be the descendant of the villain!"

"We want to pay in blood! Pay back the lives of my wife, children and disciples!"

Xu Yan is neither humble nor afraid, "I know everyone's feelings well, and everything is directed at me. If you want to kill or cut, take it as you like!"

Shentu Moxing grabbed her husband's sleeve, his eyes flashed with determination, they lived and died at the same time as husband and wife.

Luo Feng played with the hair on his shoulders, the leader and his wife are really pitiful, but poor people must have something to hate.Her father's murder of common people had nothing to do with her, so she insisted on carrying the charge; Xu Yan knew that the fault was not in this, but insisted on upholding the righteousness.

On the other hand, these people in the rivers and lakes think that they are decent, but they do things like extermination, ignorant of the truth, and motivated by interests.

Mo Fuyou was about to go up to help the leader and his wife out of trouble, after all the leader Xu Yan was a good friend of Master.Luo Feng stood up quickly, it would be too late to make the protagonists feel good about it.

This matter was originally resolved by Mo Fuyou. When he solved the problem, Liu Wuya thought it was the meeting between Boya and Ziqi, which made him feel better.The worldly people cannot compare with it.

Mo Fuyou sat down slowly with a calm expression on his face. Since Luo Feng had already got up, there was nothing to do with him. He believed in Luo Feng very much in his heart.

In order to prevent Liu Wuya from mistakenly thinking that he met a bosom friend, Luo Feng decided to just borrow a few words from Mo Fuyou.He came to the middle of the ring, but everyone paid no attention to him.Next to Miao Lan'er who provoked the trouble, Luo Feng motioned to Xingqiao who was following him to move, and slammed his palm on the ring, attracting the attention of the angry crowd.

Liu Wuya kept his folding fan in his hand, with a smile on his lips, watching the excitement was no big deal.