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In January of [-], Ji Hongyi finally didn't want to pretend to be decent and act secretly. Just as the prophecy said, he tore off his mask and came into the world as the leader of the Demon Cult, standing on his own. The teacher's declaration of war, the confrontation between good and evil finally took place in Xuzhou for the second time, and the battle to eliminate demons was about to start.

This is the fifth winter day since Meng Fuyuan came out of the village. The wind is like a blade, and the sky is gray. This year's winter seems to be much colder than previous years. In only one month, there are a few days when goose feather snow falls, and after one night, it accumulates thick A layer of white cotton.

The heavy snow covered the coagulated blood and jagged bones, and covered the footprints of the displaced people who fled overnight. It replaced Xuzhou with brand new silver clothes, but it would never wash away the dirt, greed, desire, and annihilation. The puppet silver threads of human nature and the bottomless pursuit of power.

Before Ling Hao Pavilion made a move, the Demon Cult had taken the lead in massacring several little-known sects on the border of Xuzhou. The methods were vicious. People in the villages near the sect were killed or injured, or fled with injuries, and finally died on the road. , more people were taken away by the demon sect and made into puppets to strengthen the ranks of the demon sect.

An information letter was transferred to Chao Zixuan, and finally passed to Meng Fuyuan. Meng Fuyuan read it several times from the beginning to the end, and his expression became more and more dignified. Finally, he stood up as if he had made up his mind, and rushed to where Chao Zixuan was. .

The master's study of Linghao Pavilion was already filled with piles of official documents, Chao Zixuan rubbed his temples, his frowning eyebrows never relaxed.

According to information from Jiang Hu's eyeliner, in just a few days, a quarter of Xuzhou's territory has been turned into the possession of the Demon Cult.

When he was dying, someone pushed the door open regardless of etiquette.

When Chao Zixuan was upset, he raised his eyes and was about to explode, but in the next moment he realized that it was Shizun who came, so he lowered his voice, "Master, do you need me?"

"Yes." Meng Fuyuan said directly, "I want to use the "Lingyuan Gongfa" to end this great battle."

"But..." Chao Zixuan was startled and worried when he heard the words, with a hint of dissuasion and opposition, "Master will use the "Ling Yuan Gongfa" again this time, and there will be no possibility of resurrection..."

Meng Fuyuan's tone was resolute, "But I don't want to wait until there are very few decent people left before using the "Ling Yuan Gongfa" to confront the demon leader Ji Hongyi. Since I can end the war sooner, I can end the decent people sooner." Needless casualties."

"But Master——"

Chao Zixuan looked anxious, and there was a faint redness in his eyes.

Meng Fuyuan directly dismissed the other party's words, "I have made up my mind, so there is no need to persuade me."

According to the topographic map of Xuzhou and the distribution of Jianghu sects in Xuzhou, Meng Fuyuan and Chao Zixuan speculated that the next target of Ji Hongyi's Demon Cult army should be Luoyan Palace.So the two of them planned to go to Luoyan Palace immediately, and asked the owner of Luoyan Palace to cooperate with them to complete the plan to kill the leader of the Demon Cult.

Originally from Meng Fuyuan who restored Shen Zhuo's identity, after using exercises to recuperate his body, he didn't need the protection of shadow guards like before. In addition, if a large number of people set off from Linghao Pavilion to Luoyan Palace, Ji Hongyi would probably be attracted too. Suspect.So in the end Meng Fuyuan only brought Huo Yiyi with him.

The three of them first handed over invitations to Linghao Pavilion.

Luoyan Palace is just a small nameless sect. After the palace owner received the greeting card from Linghao Pavilion, he was dumbfounded at the unique seal of Linghao Pavilion. After a long time of surprise, he said to his disciples, "Quick! Hurry up! Welcome to the Pavilion Master of Linghao Pavilion!"

The palace lord who came to the lobby of Luoyan Palace was flattered. Seeing the pavilion lord of Linghao Pavilion standing in front of him alive, his speech was not as sharp as usual, "Dare... dare to ask the pavilion lord why he wants me?"

Chao Zixuan looked around, but said: "This matter is related to the survival of decency, please ask the palace master to retreat first, and take a step to speak."

The Mistress of Luoyan Palace had no objection, and hastily waved his hands and said, "Hurry up, come back quickly."

Meng Fuyuan closed the doors and windows as usual, while the Mistress of Luoyan Palace was not paying attention, he quietly moved a few objects. In this way, he just formed a simple soundproof array. Clearing his throat, he said solemnly: "First introduce me to the owner of Luoyan Palace. I am the owner of Linghao Pavilion. The person on my left is Huo Yi, the shadow guard from Wuwei Villa, and the person on my right is my master. Shen Zhuo, Pavilion Master Shen."

The Mistress of Luoyan Palace looked shocked, "Shen... Didn't Pavilion Master Shen pass away a hundred years ago?!"

Chao Zixuan sighed, "It's a long story, but you have seen the seal of Linghao Pavilion, and my face is indeed the face of the owner of Linghao Pavilion. Why do we lie to you?"

Meng Fuyuan followed closely and said: "The pavilion master did not lie to you, and I am indeed his master Shen Zhuo. Presumably the palace master has also seen that the demon sect is rampant and Xuzhou has fallen into a quarter of the area. I am alarmist, the next place to be murdered may be the Luoyan Palace. Back then, I used the power of the "Lingyuan Gongfa" to successfully annihilate the leader of the Demon Cult, but I didn't expect that there would be a fish that slipped through the net. Now that the Demon Cult reappeared, and I I can't sit still, so I want to use the "Lingyuan Gongfa" again to kill the leader of the demon sect and save the decent."

After finishing speaking, Meng Fuyuan emphasized again, "I have absolutely no lies. The survival of decency is at stake. Please also believe me, the Palace Master."

The owner of Luoyan Palace was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses. He was greedy for life and afraid of death. His disciples had reported the news that the demon sect forces were approaching every step of the way. , the chances of winning are almost zero, but because of face and luck, he just pretended that nothing happened. Today, the master of Linghao Pavilion is deafening, and he is also saving Luoyan Palace from the fire and water, so he nodded his head, " What does Pavilion Master Shen want me to do?"

Meng Fuyuan condensed his voice, and said slowly: "Empty city plan."

Three days later, a disciple of Luoyan Palace came to report, saying that the Demon Cult had embarked on a journey and was about to kill Luoyan Palace.

"Quick!" Meng Fuyuan immediately ordered the disciples of Luoyan Palace who were in charge of delivering the message, "Let the master of Luoyan Palace lead all the disciples in the palace to escape along the predetermined route with Pavilion Master Shen and Hero Huo! The farther the better, lest we be affected by the flames of war. , I lost my life in vain!"

Then he stepped onto the empty city wall alone, and looked down, only to see a mass of people's heads surging, and they swarmed to a certain place, like a cloud that left suddenly, and soon disappeared without a trace.

This is the so-called empty city strategy - he set up a formation in Luoyan Palace, stayed alone in the city to meet Ji Hongyi, and finally used the Lingyuan Kung Fu to end Ji Hongyi's life.

Meng Fuyuan smiled.

The habit left by Mr. Meng, who was afraid of the cold and physically weak, made him involuntarily wrap up the fox fur cloak tightly. Then he realized that he was no longer afraid of the cold, and couldn't help laughing. The extension was slow and long, and he didn't know what to do, so he looked up at the sky, and saw that the sky was clear, and a few solitary birds fluttered away. What - a life-and-death battle where one enemy is a hundred, and one's life is a gamble.

The third floor and the outer three floors of Luoyan Palace are the isolation formations arranged by Meng Fuyuan, so as to prevent the aftermath of the Lingyuan technique from being too powerful and accidentally injuring innocent people. Meng Fuyuan has already checked it several times, so there should be no mistakes.

As long as Ji Hongyi enters the formation, Meng Fuyuan will start to use the Lingyuan Kungfu to destroy his soul into the Luoyan Palace, and everyone outside the palace will be safe.

With thorough planning, nothing can go wrong.

Meng Fuyuan smiled lightly. He looked back on his life full of twists and turns and fate, and he seemed to have no regrets left. Money, fame, and even the love of children, the ups and downs. Being smart, honest and extremely loyal is a great blessing in life.

The next moment, Meng Fuyuan's smile suddenly froze at the corner of his mouth, as if he had forgotten one thing.

In order to confirm his guess, he frantically touched the front of his clothes, not letting go of the inner and outer robes. After several tugging, the fronts of the clothes were scattered, and he had lost his dignity and elegance, but he still rummaged tirelessly——

"Snapped--"

A clear sound hit Meng Fuyuan's heart, he was stunned, and lowered his head in a daze——

At the foot is a sword fringe wrapped with gold thread and red jade, and the tassels hanging from the bottom are spread out in a mess. The gold thread is used as the shell. The workmanship is not exquisite, but it is not rough. It is looming under the cover of silk, adding a bit of hazy beauty.

Meng Fuyuan didn't pick it up in time, he just lowered his eyes quietly, and suddenly squeezed out a smile uglier than crying.

He always remembered that he owed Huo Yi a sword spike, and even thought that he would delay this matter again and again because he was busy with Jianghu affairs, until he was about to use Lingyuan Kung Fu again, and he might die soon. There needs to be a conclusion, so during the three days of staying in Luoyan Palace, Meng Fuyuan tried every means to squeeze out time, and finally finished the ruby ​​sword tassel the day before.

But he didn't expect that he would forget to give the finished sword tassel to the other party before he left.

But now, it is impossible for Meng Fuyuan to abandon everything regardless, leave this empty city, follow Huo Yi's footsteps, and return the sword tassel to its original owner, so he can only silently stare at the red jade sword tassel, blinking his eyes.

With a self-blaming forced laugh, he squatted down slowly, as if thinking of something, he couldn't help heaving a long sigh, and was about to pick up Jiansui, when another hand suddenly appeared in his sight, taking Jiansui away first— —

"Is it for me?" the other party asked.

Looking up, Meng Fuyuan saw Huo Yi's familiar face.