Frost Habitat and Cold Moon

Chen Jishuang was so nervous that his hands were sweating, and he ran quickly along the mountain road down the Xiaqi Peak.

Zhou Yuheng's shadow guards followed him through the woods.

The one at the head, while wiping the "blood" from his throat, approached Chen Yushuang and reported: "Almost all those who have no family or faction have escaped, and at least 80 people have escaped from the Demon Cult. You are still chasing after you." A wave of righteous people, roughly calculated, there are more than 200 people."

"It's better than expected." Chen Yushuang wiped his forehead, and accidentally wiped the ink stains soaked in cold sweat on his palms on his face.

He didn't stop on his feet, and turned his head to ask the shadow guard: "Srike, I didn't mess up my acting just now, did I? Did I cause him any trouble?"

Shadow Guard Shrike took out his handkerchief and signaled Chen Yushuang to wipe his forehead: "Young Master Shuang's acting is still very good, but the master, he suppressed his laughter a few times, scaring the rest of us into a cold sweat."

Chen Yushuang breathed a sigh of relief, took out the blue dragon in his arms to cover his face with a mask, and complained in a low voice: "Those words he wrote are too hard to pronounce, I was angry for a while, sad for a while, and Laughing out loud again, like a moody psycho. Especially the literary part, it is too difficult for me to correct it myself."

"Please be more considerate." Shrike also heaved a long sigh, and comforted without sincerity, "The master once wrote a crying scene for you, and he improvised it himself after writing it. It's not clear what the content is, but Dongqing, who was on duty that day, cried for several days, crying so hard that she couldn't keep her eyes open. I guess it's not easy to act."

"Heh, heh. Is that so?" Chen Yushuang rejoiced secretly, then secretly wiped the cold sweat off her forehead, took out the note in her arms, glanced at it, and continued to mutter.

At the bottom of Xiaqi Peak, there is a mess of soldiers and horses.

Most of the people stationed at the bottom of the mountain are idle people with low martial arts skills from both the righteous and the devil, who have the mentality of watching the excitement. They don't have any faith support, and they barely survive in the cracks.

Hearing the people rushing down from the top of Xiaqi Peak, shouting "Chen Jishuang has killed people indiscriminately again", they immediately didn't care about distinguishing between the enemy and the enemy.In less than a moment, most of them have already escaped.

Chen Yushuang came to the camp, coughed unnaturally, then lowered his voice three times, and recited it in a icy tone: "...You three-legged cat kung fu dare to stay? Ha, ha. It's just to add another ray of dead souls to my sword!"

Finally, when the last three people with inflexible legs, slow reactions, and weak bodies also escaped, Chen Jishuang, as if he had relieved a heavy burden, decisively sent the second "scare" note, Stuffed into the fire and burned.

Shrike stepped forward to ask for instructions: "Then let's go down and prepare first."

Chen Yushuang nodded, took out the third note, and muttered nervously and quickly.

Immediately after Chen Jishuang rushed down was a famous family in the righteous way of martial arts.

They were delayed for nearly half an hour by Wu Tianxia, ​​who suddenly became polite and verbose. They thought that even if they reached the bottom of the mountain, they would end up with nothing, but they didn't expect that instead of running away, Chen Jishuang put on a face "Catch me if you can".

Amidst the flames, black smoke, and repeated explosions, Chen Jishuang stood like a small black pine pointing straight to the sky.

"Little Black Pine" was coughing again and again, but still dutifully uttered intimidating words: "Ahem, our leader, ahem, has already brought someone to help! Ahem, hum, you... um... Those who are righteous in martial arts, don't even try to run away! Cough cough!"

After hearing this, everyone saw the silhouettes of people in the flames shooting up to the sky behind Chen Yushuang, and they seemed to have ambushed many people, and they already believed it.

Some righteous disciples who wanted to take advantage of Chen Jishuang's depression and defenselessness to come up to pick up some bargains couldn't help but take a step back.

After all, no one is willing to use their lives to verify a result that is likely to be true.

Only Zhang Songyue's junior sister of the Huashan faction did not retreat but advanced: "You insulted my master, hurt my senior brother, and even shielded the murderous thief Song Tingjiu! Evil monsters, the Huashan faction is sworn to death with you, and vowed to eradicate you for the martial arts!" Scourge!"

As he said, with red eyes, he came to kill Chen Jishuang with his sword.

Chen Yushuang reached out and clamped her sword blade: "You are weak, I won't be able to win with force, so I don't care about you. The Huashan faction wants to take revenge, so I call your brothers and sisters."

Following his words, the blade of the sword twisted into a twist under the action of Chen Yushuang's two fingers.

Chen Yushuang flicked the sword with his fingers and sent Zhang Yuesong's junior sister back to the crowd.

"Who's coming?" He raised his eyes and glanced lightly for a week.

The disciples who came up with Huashan School had all witnessed Chen Jishuang defeat Zheng Chengsi, the leader of the younger generation of the sect, with his "chaotic clouds" sword technique, and also witnessed the contest between him and Li Ranfeng.Thinking about it secretly, he felt that he was powerless to fight against him, and he was also frightened by his notoriety of killing countless people.

Hearing this, they involuntarily took another step back in unison.

"Trash! It's not as good as a girl. Since you are afraid of death, you might as well go back to your mother's womb as soon as possible!"

It was Elder Zheng from Huashan, Zheng Chengsi's own father, who rushed here in a rage.

The old man was already filled with anger after listening to the nonsense of "my generation should be martial arts" all the way, but when he saw the useless appearance of his disciples, he ignited his anger again like adding fuel to the fire, blowing his beard and staring, A pair of eyebrows were erected so that they almost flew into the sky.

"Form the formation! The five dragons lie dormant in the formation, trap him to death! The peripheral disciples will support them from the side."

Elder Zheng personally held the formation and directed his disciples to surround Chen Bashuang.

Chen Jishuang raised his eyes and saw smoke and dust billowing on the top of Xiaqi Peak.There was a burst of shouting, beating, shouting and killing, smashing through the continuous clouds, and the sound was tens of miles away.

It seems that the good and evil sides have already started their hands.

Chen Yushuang didn't wait for their formation to form, and immediately pointed out to the two with the slowest movements.

His eyes were full of contempt, and his words were full of sarcasm: "Mount Hua's Zixia Kungfu is the sword technique of the mouth, right? Could it be that the 'dividing the mountain into broken rocks' is also done with the mouth? The majestic Huashan is nothing more than that."

Chen Jishuang kept talking, and his hands and feet were also fast.

He swung his fist and kicked down four or five disciples, and immediately fled into the burning woods without looking back.

The disciples of the Huashan sect, seeing Elder Zheng's increasingly ugly expression, drew their swords and chased after him without waiting to give orders.

"Beware of deceit!" The elder Hengshan who came up immediately stopped him.

"Qinglong envoy, are you alright? Cough cough! We two brothers can't stand the choking anymore."

"Ahem, if you don't come back, then we have to run away first."

"Hush, shush. Cough, shut up! Cough cough, you just run quietly, cough, what are you asking, are you stupid?"

From the direction where Chen Yushuang was escaping, a deliberately lowered voice came from the conversation.

Elder Hengshan's complexion instantly became colorful, very pretty.

"This kid is deceitful! Brothers, follow me, we will chop him up each with an axe!" Changbai Mountain faction chased after him.The leader of the leader let out a roar, and with two mountain axes in his hands, he charged forward with a murderous look.

Under the influence of the brave and fearless momentum of the Changbai Mountain faction, a group of people also rushed forward in a moment of brain fever.

Huashan Elder Zheng was about to go forward, but was held back by Hengshan Elder: "The demon sect monsters are planning to come up with tricks. We might as well wait and see what happens, and deal with it together when the leader comes down the mountain."

"Wait and see what happens? Wait for the leader to go down the mountain? Haha! When Lin En Mountain goes down at dusk, Chen Jishuang will probably have returned to the Demon Cult General Altar for dinner. I think this kid is just setting up doubts. Can the base camp make the Demon Cult rebel?!"

Elder Zheng struggled to break free from Elder Hengshan's hand: "Don't miss this opportunity! Don't regret it."

Elder Hengshan hesitated for a moment, and finally hesitantly, followed by the crowd who shouted to fight and kill, he went all the way to the depths of the dense forest and chased after him.

"Leader, lord! This can't work, the trapped beasts are still fighting, you have trapped the members of the Demon Cult to death, you are forcing them to fight us to the end!" At the top of Xiaqi Peak, Li Ranfeng stabbed a member of the Demon Cult to death with a sword, and asked The high platform where Lin Enshan was located loudly dissuaded.

As soon as he finished speaking, the mountain collapsed suddenly, and there was a violent tremor under his feet, and the two sides in the battle were almost unable to stand still.

Thick smoke billowed from the main peak of Kunlun.

The huge main hall of the Kunlun Sect halfway up the mountain, together with the glorious headquarters of the Wulin League on the top of the mountain, fell into a sea of ​​flames soaring into the sky.

With the help of the mountain wind, the raging fire devoured all living beings that could be devoured, leaving only a large area of ​​charred ruins.

The sky was dyed a thick crimson, reflecting the bloody light of Xiaqi Peak, making it even more desolate.

The rumbling sound was continuous, it was the snow mountain avalanche caused by the explosive explosion.

The main peak of Kunlun is not only the foundation of the Kunlun sect, but also the headquarters of the orthodox martial arts sect.The old seniors of more than a dozen sects sit on it, and they are all figures who can call the wind and rain and order the heroes in the world.

Not long ago, when the head of the Huashan School was entrusted by the leader to manage the Wulin League on his behalf, he still had a complacent expression on his face.Now, with this natural and man-made disaster-the avalanche buried after the fire, together with the disciples who followed the Huashan sect, I am afraid that even the body will not be found anywhere.

On the spot, a Kunlun disciple squatted on the ground, crying with his head in his arms: "The sect is destroyed, our home is gone!"

A member of the Devil's Cult sneaked over and almost succeeded in a surprise attack, which resulted in the young disciple's life.

Wu Tianxia from Kunlun flew up into the sky, and kicked the attacker's head off.

He jumped onto the high platform, stood beside Lin Enshan, and asked, "Brother, what is going on?"

Lin Enshan took a deep breath, and his voice shook the world: "The monsters of the Demon Cult destroyed my home, killed my comrades, and killed my family. I swear to the death!"

"Kill them all! Avenge the dead companions!"

"Revenge!" "Revenge!" "Kill them all!" "Kill!"

For a moment, the disciples of the Righteous Way were excited, and under the leadership of the disciples of Kunlun, they rushed into the Demon Cult's camp without fear of death.

The members of the Demon Cult huddled together and rose up to resist, but due to the huge disparity in the number of people, they could only be reduced to lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"Junior Brother, have you seen it? This is the power of hatred." Lin Enshan smiled gently.

"All the outposts of the Wulin League and Kunlun have not received any news of the demon sect's attack." Wu Tianxia trembled like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind. He trembled for a long time before he asked Chi, "Senior brother, You intercepted the message, didn't you?"

Lin Enshan didn't answer, just smiled and looked at the bloody battlefield under his feet.

"You, you knew that the Demon Cult was coming, but you left Jin Chen on the main peak of Kunlun? You, are you crazy!"

"If he wasn't here, how could those old fellows be willing to die in peace?" Lin Enshan was finally willing to turn to look at his junior brother who was obviously unable to stand still.

He let out a long sigh with some melancholy, and then explained calmly: "The perverse old guys from the righteous and demon factions are almost dead because of fighting each other."

As he spoke, he stepped on the face of old man Qian from the demon sect, and walked back and forth in satisfaction among the corpses of Taishan Beidou-like authoritative figures from the righteous and demon sects who had died all over the place on the high platform.

"Those who don't want to die have to die."

"As long as the backbone of the new generation of the Devil's Cult die here today, so that the Devil's Cult has no successors, and the Blood Alliance Cult dies so hard to survive, the righteous way of the martial arts will have nearly ten years to recuperate!"

"When a big tree is rotten, it must be uprooted!"

"In the future, we will win!"

"You're crazy!" Wu Tianxia angrily cut down the enemy who rushed up to the high platform, and asked sadly, "Brother, do you still have the heart? Could it be that we, the entire Kunlun, are just used by you to deal with demons?" Did you teach chess pieces?!"

"In the final analysis, I'm still too soft-hearted. Junior brother, do you think I only moved nearly half of the disciples to Xiaqi Peak because of the lack of manpower in the martial arts conference?"

Lin Enshan ignored Wu Tianxia's shocked face, and turned his head to the other side of the battlefield. There, a force with Li Ranfeng as the core had formed, and under the leadership of Li Ranfeng, they were forming an formation to deal with the Demon Sect. public.

He observed in silence for a while, showing a satisfied smile.

"As long as there are people, where can't we rebuild our homes?"

"Junior brother, you take the ten elders from Kunlun to protect Ranfeng and the dozen or so children around you, and go from the back mountain secret road to Mount Qingcheng."

As soon as Lin Enshan finished speaking, Zhenyi floated down from the high mountain, a bloody mist came out from the sleeves of his clothes, and his feet stepped into a blood-stained sad song.In an instant, a gap was torn open in the crowd, and Li Ranfeng and more than a dozen new pillars of the righteous martial arts were rescued together.

"Go, follow the Kunlun elders to Mount Qingcheng!" Lin Enshan raised his hand and pushed Li Ranfeng out first.

"Leader! Let's go together!" Li Ranfeng turned around and rushed back.

"Hahaha! Do you think the old man stayed here to cut off your heir? You are wrong! I was afraid that the disciples would be soft-hearted and leave a fish that slipped through the net!" The bodies of the crowd, like thatch blown by the wind, thumped one after another, and fell to the sides, "When you cut the weeds, you must get rid of the roots. This is my style of doing things!"

"Let's go! Brother won't mess around." Wu Tianxia pulled Li Ranfeng, ten elders from Kunlun, and guarded a dozen or so children, and moved towards the secret road.

The author has something to say:

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Xiao Qinglong is really not good at memorizing lines and acting.

He is not a good actor.

Director, please fire him.