"Very good, you have penetrated my true nature! Knowing that my anger will really attack next, I will quickly break away from the outsiders, so as not to lose face!" After Qi Wuwei left, Zhou Feng said to Shengzhi and the others. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Your anger, I can only give care and condolences as a fellow clan, and I won't think about it more!" "You should know that the most taboo thing in the clan is life and death, even if we have to destroy the enemy, we should not let their bones and residues defile my Lingliu Holy Land;

"It's just inconsequential nonsense, I just need an answer from you, and see if you can suppress my anger and convince me. Zhou Feng pointed to the holy deacon and said.

"Huh?" thought the saint, "what answer do you want? Are you really ready to be persuaded by me?"

Zhou Feng said, "These two ghost cultivators have already killed many Lingliu Clansmen, if I hadn't killed them by chance, they would have been able to get away with it and continue to do harm." Does this mean that you are not doing a good job in the Chamber?"

The Holy Deacon nodded and remained silent.

Zhou Feng continued to ask: "Then who should be fully responsible in the refereeing hall?"

The holy deacon was silent for a long time, and then said, "This is all my responsibility. ”

Zhou Feng's eyes showed a slight smugness, and he said, "Then let me ask you again, why are all the Lingliu people who were killed by my Zeu clan's disciples? This must be a dangerous task that you deliberately assigned to my Zeu clan's people, just to eliminate dissidents so that you can control the entire Lingliu clan!" As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Feng had already become sharp, and he pointed at the holy finger like a sharp sword.

"Huh?" the Holy Priest exclaimed, taking a few steps back, "you...... How can you ......?"

"What? are you trying to say that I—a bloody spewer?" said Zhoufeng.

Shengzhi's cheeks twitched slightly, as if the word "blood" was vulgar and filthy, and he was not allowed to say it here, and he said in a deep voice: "Have you made enough trouble?"

Zhou Feng shook his head, "At this point, your reply has been given." But alas, that didn't convince me. ”

The saint said angrily: "What else do you want? The Judgment Hall is not a place where you can make trouble, if you have any opinions about me, you can wait for me to go out and talk to me, I can't beat you, so it doesn't hurt to give you a beating!"

"Oops! I've beaten me too many times, but you don't have a memory......" Zhou Feng said with a smile, and this sentence made the atmosphere of the seven people very awkward for a while.

Zhou Feng continued: "Don't be nervous, I will help you and help you give me a satisfactory answer! Listen: first, you have admitted that you have been guilty of this matter, but the responsibility lies entirely with you; second, you cannot give a reasonable explanation for the cause of the death and injury of my Zhou clan's disciples, and I will count it as your fault, and I hope you will not have any objections." ”

"So what?"

"You've made so many mistakes, you're a shame to the Spirits, I can't wait to do it myself...... But after all, we are the same race, and we can't kill you, so I'll bother you......" Zhou Feng took out a dagger and threw it on the ground in front of the seven people,

"Kill yourself!"

The seven people in the Judgment Hall were all shocked, and the entire Lingliu Clan couldn't find a single blade, and Zhou Feng was obviously challenging

The Holy Deacon trembled and picked up the dagger on the ground, but when he raised his head again, he changed back to that confident smile, and he was already calm, and many of his displeasures seemed to have been forgotten by him. He held the dagger across his chest, and his hands gradually detached from the dagger, but the dagger did not know where the force came from, and it still floated there, gradually losing its formidable cold light, and even the sharp blade lost its dangerous aura.

The dagger hung over the chest of the Holy Execution, and it had lost even the texture of metal, as soft as the short tail of some animal. In front of Zhou Feng, the killing intent in the weapon he gave him was worn out little by little, and this was the reply of the Holy Deacon.

"Knock" fell to the ground, it was no longer a dagger, but it was turned into a round iron ball by the Holy Executive, and the Holy Attachment gently kicked the iron ball away and kicked it to the feet of Zhou Feng, who squinted slightly, as if he didn't do it, and anger was about to rush out of his eyes.

The saint smiled and said, "It's useless to talk too much! I will let you vent your anger here, and let you smash it! But I don't want to stay here and watch you go wild! Farewell!" he strode away and walked straight out of the door, almost passing by Zhou Feng who was facing him. Zhou Feng didn't talk to him, didn't even look at him, as if he was thinking about something, but he didn't move until the Holy Deacon went out of the door. Zhou Feng did not move, the atmosphere was still solemn, and he was once again in a stalemate with the remaining six.

One of the six stood up to break the stalemate and said to Zhou Feng: "Whether it is the fault of the Holy Being, your fault, my fault, or the fault of every one of the Lingliu clans, the responsibility and evil consequences cannot be borne by one person, but by the whole clan, so that we can share in the glory of success, and thus survive the most terrible calamity of a long time." I hope that you can abandon that meaningless surname like most of the clansmen, and use the results of worldly experience to serve the spiritual stream wholeheartedly, instead of provoking the most sacred traditions in the clan with the heart of the layman!"

The old man was sincere, he was indeed an elder who witnessed the growth of Zhou Feng, with this identity, his heartfelt words did play an enlightening role in Zhou Feng, Zhou Feng's two eyes opened, and there was no anger in it. The old man was about to show his joy, but he heard Zhou Feng say:

"I remember you, your parents and elders named you after the word 'proud', and you lived up to expectations in this council and were the most powerful speaker in decades, until the holy deacon stole the limelight from you...... Uh, have you been in the Ump Hall, why haven't I remembered you for a long time......"

"Hmph!" Hui Ao turned away angrily, not knowing whether he was ashamed or out of words, he just didn't want to face this unreasonable person anymore. There were five people left in the court, looking at each other, but none of them dared to stand up and speak to Zhou Feng.

Zhou Feng squinted his eyes again and said: "It's useless to talk too much, you just need to know that if you don't let your anger out, it will definitely become a more terrible disaster, just like Hui Ao said, it will be borne by the whole clan!"

"What's the matter?" said Zhou Feng without looking back.

Hui Ao said: "The Judgment Hall has some arrangements for you next, listen to it and then leave!"

"Speak. ”

"The Tribunal has decided to let you marry Huiqing, and you only need to marry her and continue the bloodline for your clan, and you don't need to worry about the tasks of labor and assignment in the clan. Hui Ao said.

Zhou Feng turned around and said, "Your daughter, that dumb man?"

Hui Ao still had his back to him, "Are you going to disobey the decision of the Tribunal?"

Zhou Feng shook his head and said, "The union of every couple in the clan is the decision of the Judgment Hall, and my parents and grandparents are like this, so why should I bother to oppose you. I'm just curious, is this your decision, or is it the decision of the Holy Deacon?"

Hui Ao shouted, "This is the decision of the Judgment Hall!"

"Okay," Zeufeng nodded, "then...... Father-in-law, take care!" he saluted Hui Ao's back and left.

......

"Why are you sullen, did you think about the demon general?" Qi Wuwei asked, he just wanted to divert the topic elsewhere, lest Qi Yan sense that something was wrong with the Lingliu Clan from his own abnormality.

Qi Yan said: "Then I don't have to worry, because there is a stronger person than me who stands in his way, and he will definitely not be able to do it." ”

Qi Wuwei was taken aback and asked, "Who? Who is in the Chonglong Sect helping you?"

Qi Yan smiled, "How do I think you are still moving towards the Chonglong Sect and putting all the good things on them." ”

Qi Wuwei couldn't figure it out, and asked, "What kind of sacredness could it be? Blocking the way of the demon general, and helping you?" Unintentionally, Qi Wuwei had fallen into another layer of confusion, he seemed to have forgotten who was the party that enlightened the confused, and who was the enlightened party.

Qi Yan giggled, almost laughing to tears, Qi Wuwei really didn't know what was so funny, and asked, "What's wrong, do you remember anything interesting?"

The laughter slowly stopped, "It's nothing," Qi Yan said, "Did you ask me why I came here before?"

"Hmm...... No. Qi Wuwei said, "You are here, do you have anything to do with the person who blocked the way of the demon general?"

Qi Yan sighed: "Alas, why don't you ask me why I'm here first? If you ask, you can really save me a lot of tongue." ”

Hearing that something was wrong, Qi Wuwei hurriedly said: "Don't get me wrong, I really trust you, and I don't ask if you know that there must be nothing suspicious about you when you come here." I have absolutely no bad intentions to hurt you!"

Qi Yan blinked at him and said, "Now you know what I'm laughing at." After speaking, Qi Wei turned around and left, walking away from the road she led Qi Wuwei to come, Qi Wuwei knew that she was leaving here, so suddenly, as if her connection with the Chonglong Sect and the Lingliu Clan, and Qi Wuwei's fate, only at the moment of turning around, had been quietly cut off by the long hair that was gently raised.

Qi Wuwei was stunned on the spot, and the idea of holding her back for a moment was moved, but after a while, he felt that he should be happy for her. She followed Qi Wuwei out of Fengyu Mountain in order to fight against the demon general, in order to die with the demon general, and now there is a person who makes her feel very reliable to do this for her, Qi Wuwei knows where she will go in the future, it must be to find a secluded place to enjoy leisure, and when the demon will be killed by breaking the same fate curse, she can also leave without regrets.

Qi Yan's distant figure is getting easier and easier, more and more ethereal, how beautiful this is, no responsibility is no trouble, Qi Wuwei envies this free and easy, but the more he thinks about it, the more selfishly he doesn't want Qi Yan to go so easily. Now in this episode of Lingshan, there is no one he can confide in, and there is no proof of his existence. The Lingliu people who came and went looked at him with their own eyes, and each of them would affectionately call him "friend" when he walked up, but they all made him can't help but alienate him from his heart, it is better to let him die back to that senseless void, but the two ghost path cultivators who gave him liberation before are already in different places at this moment.

Qi Wuwei was dizzy, the sky suddenly darkened a lot, he had been standing here in a daze for a long time, before he came back to his senses, he felt that there were many fewer eyes around him, there was a group of people in front of him, it seemed that there was something else to pay attention to, the novelty was stronger than a foreigner like himself, Qi Wuwei, who never liked to join in the fun, got into the crowd at this time, and wanted to find out.

......

On the top of Jiling Mountain, the Holy Deacon silently watched here, his eyes full of piety, looking at the place where the Lingliu people lived in the mountain.

Hui Ao came up the mountain to find him.

"Are the people of the Dragon Sect already gone?" asked the Holy Deacon.

Hui Ao replied, "Yes, along with the fox demon, I left." ”

The Holy Deacon said happily: "With the Chonglong Sect as an ally, we can save a lot of worry!"

"Alas!" Hui Ao sighed, "But we just sent that woman to the Dragon Slayer Army, the Dragon Slayer Army and the Dragon Slayer Sect are incompatible, and now joining forces with the Dragon Slayer Sect will definitely make her and the Dragon Slayer Army fall into a situation from which she will never recover, but she ...... She's our kindred after all!"

The Holy Deacon said coldly: "If the reason is really as those young people said, it is because the young women of the clan are jealous of her beauty that they jointly want the Council to banish her, then this matter is so serious that the lives of more than one of her clansmen are at stake. Because of this kind of discord, the tribesmen have squeezed out each other, which has affected the survival of the whole clan. ”

Hui Ao was silent for a long time, he looked at the clansmen in the mountain, a harmonious scene, a crack brewing in secret, that would be the biggest enemy of the Lingliu clan.

"Do you see Qi Wuwei?" said the Holy Deacon.

"Nope. ”

The Saint nodded, "He's blending in quickly enough, and we'll be able to trust him soon." ”

"Why do you bother to startle the snake?" said Hui Ao, "Our influence should be done imperceptibly, and you really shouldn't make him aware of his transformation." ”

"No need to worry. Judging from past accounts, this momentum of assimilation will be irresistible, and you are too worried. "Oh, that's right, the matter about Zhoufeng really made you and Huiqing sacrifice a lot. ”

Hui Ao said: "I naturally have no objection to this decision in the Judgment Hall, as for my daughter, she has some shortcomings of her own, and she can do her best for the clan like this, and there should be no complaints." Just by doing this, can we really make Zhou Feng honest? We really might as well not make the decision to let him go out to train from the beginning, he has too much contact with the outside world, and his vulgar thoughts are deeply ingrained, even if he is allowed to settle down, it is not yet known whether he can serve the great cause of the clan. ”

The Holy Possession said thoughtfully, "'The First Samurai of the Lingliu Clan'...... After all, this is a title that he spread in the clan before he went out to practice, although there has never been any competition for the purpose of ranking in the clan, but you and I have a good idea of whether he is worthy of this title or not. He has shown a talent since he was a child, which is unmatched by all the geniuses in the past accounts of the clan, only at the age of nine, no one in the clan can guide him in martial arts, and he has revealed his intention to go out to practice early on, rather than waiting for him to leave on his own, it is better for us to assign him, but to control his actions to a certain extent. ”

"But there is one more person we are allowed to go out and practice. We do our best to guard against Zhoufeng, but don't neglect her. Hui Ao said.

"Full God ......" the Holy Deacon was stunned, if he still had some way to deal with Zhou Feng, then he had no way to deal with this full god, "She designated Qi Wuwei, maybe Qi Wuwei symbolizes the right direction of our spiritual flow cause?"

"......I don't know," Hui Ao said, "But she's full of gods, and she will soon have personal contact with Qi Wuwei." ”

......

A thick, long boulder stood in front of the Blasphemous Jackal, and it was so deserted and empty all around, but the Blasphemous Jackal approached the boulder straight and almost hit it. There were four words written on it, but you really didn't have to look so closely.

"The ...... of life," the desecrated jackal read the words written on it, and suddenly felt that the surrounding scene was instantly filled with a thick fog, and a gust of wind blew, and the boulder was blown into ashes in an instant, and went away with the wind. The profane jackal continued to walk into the mist, and the wind that blew the boulder into ash was grinding a "whining" sound in his ears, but he did not feel any discomfort, and continued to walk, as if looking for his rightful belonging.

I don't know how long I walked, the fog gradually disappeared, and the scene in front of me was already faintly visible, if you want to describe it, just the word "old" is enough. Beneath my feet were roads that had been in disrepair for an unknown period of time, with broken bricks sprouting out of the lush vegetation, the houses around them were in a dilapidated state, the original timber and bricks were almost rotten, and the only cobwebs that supported them in the wind seemed to be stacked and stacked, and the clouds in the sky were no longer soft and elegant, but they looked heavy because they flew over the place, and they were covered with haze.

The surroundings became clearer and clearer, and the dense fog had already dissipated, and a light that was getting closer and closer seemed to play a mysterious role in the dissipation of the dense fog. Behind the lamp, the two men walked side by side, one in a trance, as if coming from a dream, and became one with the lamp, while the other was slender and long, and his tattered clothes told the same thing to the drowsy scene.

"I'm such a big face, I can let the ghost path bipolar come to greet me together. The desecrated jackal said that he actually only recognized the Bright Lantern Child, but the only one who could walk side by side with the Bright Lantern Boy was the other one of the Ghost Dao Bipolar.

"Blasphemous jackal, long time no see. The lantern boy said with a smile.

"It's been a long time...... Missing. The other said the same, his speech was a little slurred, as if he had not spoken for a long time.

The Blasphemous Jackal was a little puzzled and asked, "Xia Shura Li Jue, have we ever met?"

Li Jue was silent for a long time and said, "Twenty years ago, Lou Xingque, sword!"

The desecrated jackal suddenly realized that Lou Xingque originally used a knife, but when he reappeared in the rivers and lakes more than 20 years ago, he was carrying a sword behind him that no one had ever seen him use, and at that time, he changed a lot, became taciturn, behaved strangely, and just hid in the fog every time he appeared. As a swordsman, the desecrated jackal had some interest in Lou Xingque's sword, he had come to Lou Xingque to ask for a look, but he only noticed some mysteries that he couldn't see through, and now that he thought about it, Xia Shura Li Jue had a close connection with that sword, and even he himself had hidden in that sword, which was not uncommon for the powerful spiritual sense and soul of a ghost path cultivator.

"I owe him...... There is nowhere to return them!" Li Jue said word by word.

The Blasphemous Jackal nodded, "Me too." ”

Tan Jian sighed, feeling that the world is changeable, passers-by are in a hurry, he gently shook the lamp in his hand, but saw that in the dilapidated and old background around him, a lot of glowing fires were lit, and the weeds on the ground weaved a simple but not simple straw mat by themselves. The three of them sat together, although there was no food or drink, but there were twenty years of wind and rain to talk freely.

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