Frost Habitat and Cold Moon

Bai Yuanfeng sighed for a long time in the shadow of the high seat: "This should indeed be Xuanwu's duty..."

Just as Huang Suhui was about to take the order, he continued: "But it's because of Qinglong's friendship with me for so many years, Suzaku, please give him a ride for me."

After Bai Yuanfeng made his decision, he stopped looking at the audience, got up alone, and left now.

The aged left and right protectors followed Mozun out of the lobby without saying a word.

"Thank you, Master!" Zhou Yuheng kowtowed heavily, got up and walked in front of Chen Yushuang.

Chen Yushuang was covered in blood, his limbs were broken, he had an unpleasant smell of burnt breath, and his clothes were in tatters hanging on his body. He was forcibly held up by two Xuanwu dignitaries, and he knelt there crookedly. He forced a smile, and coughed up blood while panting anxiously.

"You are so ugly." Under Suzaku's mask was a choked up mournful voice.

Zhou Yuheng took out a handkerchief and wiped Chen Jushuang's face, his movements were as gentle as a lover's caress.

Chen Yushuang let him wipe it with peace of mind, showing a very proud, sweet smile with crooked eyebrows and three points of a smile: "You should move faster, I'm afraid it will hurt."

He acted coquettishly to flatter Zhou Yuheng, which almost made Zhou Yuheng cry.

Zhou Yuheng turned sideways and took out a black-bladed dagger from his bosom, which was Chen Yushuang's "Mieying".

"Are you full? What have you eaten?"

"Tremella pear soup, it's still so sweet, it makes me cough all the time. But it's really delicious. Thank you."

A black shadow flashed past, and blood splattered everywhere.

Zhou Yuheng cut a deep mark on his palm. He pinched Chen Yushuang's mouth and dripped his own blood into his mouth: "Remember my taste. I owe you this. Remember to come to me Pay the bill."

He murmured to comfort Chen Jishuang, like the gentle whispers of lovers when they get along. "...Don't be afraid, go slowly, wait for me." As he spoke, he covered Chen Yushuang's eyes with bloody fingers, and held him firmly in his arms.

"Mieying" plunged into Chen Yushuang's body, making a muffled sound.

Blood trickled down, soaking Chen Jishuang's knees.

Zhou Yuheng held Chen Bashuang for a long time.

"Xiao Shuang!" A heart-wrenching cry suddenly came from outside the hall.

The one who staggered in was Han Jie, dressed in the Suzaku costume, unshaven and reeking of alcohol.

Before he got close, he had already tripped and fell to the ground, and together with the flagon in his hand, his heart was broken to pieces.

Han Jie struggled and crawled forward for half a step. Seeing Mie Ying and Suzaku who had been numb, he finally lowered his head in despair: "I'm sorry...I'm late I'm sorry, I'm late again..."

I don't know who made the first cry.

Then, there were more and more sobs and whimpers.

The image of Qinglong envoy Chen Jushuang fighting in blood was once the focus of everyone in the Devil's Cult.

In the dark, in despair, as long as they firmly believe that that figure will never fall, the members of the Demon Cult will always believe that there is still a glimmer of hope for victory.

But now, the banner of the Azure Dragon Envoy has fallen, and the spiritual pillar of the Demon Cult has fallen.Falling on this cold ground, with the accusation of a traitor, just like the dead beliefs of the people, falling to the ground, covered with dust.

Zhou Yuheng maintained the posture of hugging Chen Yushuang until he clearly felt that Chen Yushuang's body was slowly becoming cold and stiff in his arms, then he carefully put Chen Yushuang down on the ground.

Chen Yushuang folded his hands on his chest, smiling contentedly, with a peaceful face, as if he was asleep.

"Chen Yushuang has already been executed, whoever doesn't believe it, just come forward for an autopsy."

Zhou Yuheng's voice was low and hoarse, and even though he said "please" to check casually, he had already unsheathed "Mie Ying" in his hand, as if anyone who dared to step forward would definitely fight with his life.

Chen Yushuang had no breathing or heartbeat, lying on the cold floor tiles in winter, his face turned blue and white, his body was stiff, and the wound was no longer bleeding...

Those present were all familiar with the matter of life and death, and with just one glance, one could already tell that Chen Jishuang was already dead.

No one will offend a living person for a dead person.

No one spoke anymore.

Only Han Jie, who was lying on the ground, seemed drunk but not sober, laughed and said nonsense: "Brother is in trouble, I, Han Jie, will die! Hahaha, never die..."

"Don't watch it? Okay. Then I'll take him away."

Zhou Yuheng took off his coat, wrapped the "asleep" Chen Jishuang in his arms, got up and walked out the door.

Hua Xieqiu chased him out, only following all the way far away.

Zhou Yuheng hugged Chen Jishuang all the way, walked through the corridor, walked past the water pavilion, and went straight to the gate of the main altar of the Devil's Cult without looking back.

Hua Xieqiu vaguely had some bad premonition, he was a little worried, and stepped forward to grab Zhou Yuheng.

Seeing Suzaku looking at him through the mask, it took him a long time before he hesitated to say: "Are... are you okay? Please forgive me."

Zhou Yuheng was polite and alienated, just nodded slightly, and continued to walk.

"Brother, listen to my advice. The Qinglong envoy definitely doesn't want to see you in trouble. So, don't do stupid things!" Hua Xieqiu really doesn't know how to comfort others, so he can only comfort people from the bottom of his heart and sincerely. Zhou Yuheng, "At least, at least, he is still waiting for you to send him some paper money on time every year, right?"

"Brother Hua, thank you."

Zhou Yuheng bowed slightly to express his thanks, and while talking, he stepped back, hugged Chen Bashuang's body, and quickly disappeared.

Hua Xieqiu tried his best, but couldn't catch up with him.

Quickly send the message to the major post stations in the rivers and lakes.

Jiangdong Yu's family, who had made great achievements in the Great War between righteousness and evil, was destroyed overnight.

The Patriarch of the Yu family even died in his bedroom, his head was blown to pieces by the Yu family's famous blasting cloud thunder tube.

Several members of the Yu family who escaped by chance confirmed that it was a young man in black with a bright silver sword who rushed into the manor involuntarily, regardless of gender, age or age, and killed everyone he saw, "like a blood-eating demon." .

Everyone in the Righteous Way took it for granted that it was done by the Demon Cult demon Chen Jishuang.

This kind of massacre method of exterminating the family caused an uproar in the martial arts, and everyone in the world was angry.

Although there were some weak voices raising doubts such as "It is said that Chen Yushuang is from the Kunlun Lin family" and "The Demon Cult has executed the Azure Dragon Envoy", but they were quickly drowned in a raging wave of crusades, accusations, and exclusion. middle.

The disciples of various sects actively responded to the call of the leader of the martial arts, and advocated to persist in fighting the demon sect to the end.

However, in view of the fact that when Zhengmo confronted Zhengmo for the first time, the entire army of Zhengdao disciples was almost wiped out, and only a few people escaped from the Wulin League. If you don't come out, just watch from the sidelines.

There are even more people who privately send representatives to communicate secretly with the Demon Sect sects that have always been in contact with each other.

The rhetoric for communicating and begging for peace is generally the same: "It's the Chinese New Year / At the end of the year, peace makes money / There is no money to fight again, please also ask the Mozun and the Wulin League to settle the dispute in private, and don't implicate the anger on us idlers. "

Only the leader of the martial arts alliance immediately stepped forward and announced in front of the whole world that he would eliminate the source of the evil—to fight against the Demon Lord Bai Yuanfeng at Xiaqi Peak.

"...Bai Yuan regards it as his own selfishness, and ignites the flames of war all over the Central Plains... The barbarians have insulted me too much... The demon sect is already full of crimes and crimes, so don't implicate and hurt more innocent lives Already." Lin Enshan issued a letter of engagement that seemed particularly sincere and heartbroken, "...Knowing that it can't be done, we must do it! Our Wulin League will take safeguarding the world as our mission!

——Bai Yuanfeng, do you have the guts to fight me to the death? "

The descendants of the Yu family who survived by luck were moved to tears by the righteousness of the leader of the martial arts alliance and the spirit of self-sacrifice.

Among them, there is the young third son of the Patriarch of the Yu family who has inherited his ancestors' unique skills.

"Although we are more familiar with Qingcheng Mountain, it is now under the control of the Demon Cult. It is too risky for you, leader, to go alone." Li Ranfeng advised Lin Enshan along the way, "not to mention Bai Yuanfeng's persecution You disbanded the Martial Arts League and the Kunlun faction, and "fight with your life, life or death does not matter", these two demands are too much, you should not agree to him."

"The Devil's Cult has the upper hand now. I can barely use everyone's mouth to force him to stand up and fight me. It's not easy. How can I expect more?"

"Leader, this really doesn't sound like something you would say—if the leader is in trouble, I'm willing to relieve the worry for you!"

"Haha, I'm just an individual! What's more, I can't accept the old. After all, today's martial arts is still the world of your young people. The responsibility of our generation should end here."

"Alliance!"

"Okay, let's not talk about these frustrating words for now. The people I left for you are almost all in place. I guess you must have an idea in your mind about how to go next."

"Master, I plan to..."

"Needless to say. Just do what you want. Alas, it's a pity that the child Wanwan is supposed to be your good match. That's all." Lin Enshan sighed and put his hand on Li Ranfeng's shoulder on, and patted lightly, "Let the right people enter the game at the right time. Every step of mine, although slightly deviated, is not wrong. It's a pity, Ran Feng, uncle's wonderful one The game is destined to be appreciated by no one."

"Uncle, in fact, we can, and we can give up on this. As long as Bai Yuanfeng promises to withdraw from the Central Plains from now on, and never make things difficult for the Wulin League again, you know, in fact, we can use..."

"How could you have such naive thoughts?! The head of your grandfather, who had hoped for the survival of the Demon Cult, was hung high on the main altar of the Demon Cult! The shame of your parents has not been washed away until now. How did your aunt Dead, why are your brothers and sisters gone, what have I told you, have you forgotten all of these?!"

"No. Don't dare to forget!"

"What I never wanted to say is that the reason why your parents sent you out secretly was because they felt sorry for the youngest son. In fact, you are not necessarily better than your brother. And he is destined to be a dead move. Do you understand? Ran Feng, let me say it again - don't let the dead and those who are destined to die die in vain."

"...I know I was wrong, I shouldn't have such unrealistic fantasies."

"Sure enough, 'Ming Ming' is not for you. I took it away. 'Kun Wu' is left to you.

Remember, this is a business that has been run for three generations, countless lives have been lost in it, and it's not just about you.

Think carefully after you go back.

——I know you will understand eventually, your character is somewhat like mine after all. "

Qingcheng Mountain in the deep winter is so cold that it makes people desperate.

Bai Yuanfeng's white hair fluttered messily in the hunting wind.The cloak also fluttered uncomfortably with the turbulent airflow.

With his hands behind his back, he stood on the top of the lonely mountain where Chen Ranhuai had once been grounded.Before the ruins, enjoy the sunrise alone.

"Actually, the sunrise above Mount Tai is the most worth admiring scenery. My master loved that scenery the most during his lifetime, so I figured out his wishes and scattered his ashes there. ——It's a pity, and only The body remains."

Lin Enshan stood a hundred steps away from Bai Yuanfeng, feeling regretful.

The author has something to say:

It is difficult to advance, and it is also difficult to retreat, but they do not know that there are waves on the ground.

——Do you understand this chapter?