Autumn is a season of elimination.

Knock out the unwanted stuff to meet the challenges of winter.

No matter how good it is in the spring and summer, in the fall, there are many that should be eliminated.

It's brutal.

Those yellowed skins are a sign of their imminent demise. By next spring, there will be a new reincarnation.

Who cares if they live or die now?

Li Feihong walked like the north.

He didn't know if there were any others who survived or continued to fight. All this needs to be proved by him.

The ten-mile road is not long, and it is not short, but after all, it is a mountain road, and it is very difficult to walk.

Li Feihong hurried slowly, and finally arrived ten miles away under the witness of the last rays of afterglow in the sky.

In fact, long before he came here, he had heard the sound of fighting.

Below the destination is a basin, and to the east of the basin there is a village with more than 400 houses. A small stream runs through the village and also irrigates a rice field and a cornfield in front of the village.

The golden rice paddies are also a symbol of autumn, symbolizing harvest and happiness.

They looked very mature, and there were a lot of them, and Li Feihong couldn't even see much of the shriveled existence with the hunting eye. As you can imagine, the farmers in this village serve them very well.

Li Feihong knows this village, and it is not impossible to find it on the map. Its name is "Benefactor's Village" and the village has been here for hundreds of years. In the past, the mountain roads were different, and they lived very poorly, but now, there is a road connecting here, and together with the stream, it has become the two lifelines of the benefactor's village.

However, when it was time to take the fruits of labor, there was no movement in the village, and no one left the rice and corn in the field, and no one went to harvest it.

Why is that?

Li Feihong knows.

It's not that they don't take it, it's that they don't dare.

Because, in the rice fields, by the stream, the aftermath of the battle has been shaken by the earth.

There were four of them.

Li Feihong naturally saw Fan Yecheng, which was surrounded in the center. Or the iconic shirt and leather pants.

He's not in good shape right now.

Li Feihong could see that his strength had increased again, but then his soul had decreased, and he was already in a time of turmoil, stepping into the edge of the loess.

And his opponent has changed from the first generation of Scarlet Night Warriors to the second generation, and the three people besieging him made him overwhelmed.

The ground around it had become a muddy field, as if it had been blown up by a bomb, and the black muddy ground mixed with yellow muddy water looked like a piece of plasticine that had just come out of the water, and you could step on it knee-deep.

Fan Yecheng's clothes and pants couldn't distinguish the color, and his whole body looked like a mud monkey. Here, his excellent mobility doesn't play out much. He vomited blood, and his whole body was wrapped in a strange black gas. Li Feihong believed that if it weren't for the fact that this black qi was still hanging his life, he might have been killed by the Scarlet Night Warrior a long time ago.

Could it be that this is the dead leaf that the bear thorn is talking about?

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Where is this?

Am I still alive?

Hiss~~

It hurts!

Fan Yecheng felt that half of his body was cold. He opened his eyes, and what appeared was half a dusk sky on the water, half gray and black mud mixed with sand underwater.

Only then did he realize that he had fallen on his stomach in the mud.

Fighting the pain of his torn head, his mouth could only be panted with open as yellow muddy water poured into his mouth. The sheer tiredness left him without the strength to stand up, or even to roll over.

I really want to get a good night's sleep!

The left eye that was out of the water suddenly darkened, and with a "tearing" sound, a big foot appeared in front of his eyes, and the yellow muddy water splashed his face.

"Won't it be so soon?"

He made a mocking sound.

Fan Yecheng turned his head hard and saw the person standing in front of him. He was dressed in red, like a blanket of blood, and his face was covered by a mask, but that didn't prevent Fan Yecheng from knowing him. Fan Yecheng, I don't know how many times I have fought with him.

"The dark power of the Demon Realm is not so easy to use, I think even you, you are running out of gas, right?"

The masked man knows very well that once any creature in this world is contaminated with the dark power of the demon world, unless it is removed immediately, the more time passes, the greater the damage to its target. For a semi-finished test subject like Fan Yecheng, who has been infected for three months, it has to be said that it is a miracle that it has been able to survive until now.

Thinking of this, the masked man smiled slightly: "Although you have disrupted my plan many times, now I have developed a second-generation product. As the number of experiments increases, if you catch up with each one, you'll die of exhaustion, even if you're not injured.

How long has it been since you were seriously injured last time before you dared to come here?"

The masked man stepped on Fan Yecheng's body, causing Fan Yecheng to twitch. His voice was unusually cold.

"Speaking of which, you are really tenacious, no one understands you, no one helps you, and you are still working hard for those who fear you and scold you demons!

He laughed again, "Some people want to find out about these things, but unfortunately, none of them think that you are human! they only think that you are a demon, and they only think of killing you and then get their own credit." And you!"

His eyes were sharp, and he stared at Fan Yecheng deadly: "You are just their merits, just a sum of money! Even if you are here to stop us for three months, even if you have fought for those poor ghosts dozens of times here, even if you have suffered hundreds of wounds for this, but what about you?

As soon as you died, those who were saved by you celebrated the killing of the demons, and those who investigated the matter were also happy to cut off a force for the demon world, but what about you?

The part of you who is a human being has completely disappeared after killing your wife and son! All that remains is a broken body and a meager strength. Now you don't get recognition from others no matter what you do!

He believed that Fan Yecheng would understand.

He knew that the power of the Demon Realm would continue to erode his brain, and no matter how firm his heart was, no matter how tenacious his will was, he would be delirious by the impact of the power of the Demon Realm. The masked man knew very well that Fan Yecheng could no longer speak now, but his will to fight was never extinguished.

In this case, saying what is so powerful that he understands that no matter how hard he tries, there is no value, and his will will gradually be worn out.

Because, he never believed that there was a fool in the world who would be so stupid that he would not be accepted by others and would desperately help others!

But who can say clearly about the people and things in the world?