On the second day, Long Wushuang got up early, although he was very angry last night, but after his temper subsided, he calmed down and asked himself, he also blamed himself a little, Fei Lianlian's appearance, in the final analysis, was also her own harm, it was normal for her to kill herself, why should she bother with her.

He found the flower who was making vegetables in the field: "Hua'er, you take your young lady back to the city, this barren mountain is not the place where she should stay." ”

Hua'er's eyes were a little helpless: "Uncle, Miss won't listen to me." ”

Long Wushuang: "Okay, if you don't go, I'll go." ”

He returned to the firewood room, originally wanted to collect something, but found that he had nothing, turned around, put his heart ruthlessly, and took advantage of Fei Lianlian's still dressing up in the room, and quickly got out of the cloud and mist view, and went straight down the mountain to leave.

But after walking half a mile, he met a group of people, all dressed similarly, and the word "Fulong" was embroidered on the cyan clothes, blocking the road, and he couldn't help but be taken aback, Fulong faction?

When the group saw him, they also stopped, and the mountain road was narrow, and there were many people on the other side, so they blocked the road, and he had to ask others to give way if he wanted to go. The leader was a gray-haired old man, looking at him with sparkling eyes: "Where is this little brother going?"

Long Wushuang tried his best to show a relaxed appearance: "The road is facing the sky, go to one side, old man, if you meet a person, you have to ask where they are going, you have to hurry down, please let the old man go." ”

This old man is Feng Yiyang, the head of the Fulong faction, he took his disciples out of the west gate of Jincheng early in the morning, looking for clues, and found Baihu Mountain all the way.

Feng Yiyang turned her head to look at her granddaughter Feng Xian'er, she was opening a portrait and comparing it seriously: "Xian'er, is it him?"

Feng Xian'er nodded and said, "It's him." ”

Their words didn't feel good in Long Wushuang's ears, and as expected, the Fulong faction was looking for him, and he was thinking about a way to get out while staring at the other party's movements.

Feng Yiyang opened his mouth and said: "Long Wushuang, I have heard about you, although the tragic death of your parents is unfair to you, but the old man hopes that you can put down the butcher knife, turn back to the shore, the demon path is dark, and don't fall into the abyss again." ”

Long Wushuang understood that he was now at an absolute disadvantage, the martial arts sect was not comparable to those soldiers, once he was trapped by them, it was basically difficult to fly, he pretended to be innocent: "Old man, I don't understand what you are talking about, my parents are fine, when did they die tragically, did you recognize the wrong person?"

Feng Yiyang took the portrait from Feng Xian'er's hand and compared it himself: "Long Wushuang, don't deny it, the old man is Feng Yiyang, the head of the Fulong faction, I vouch for my personality, as long as you obediently follow us, I will never embarrass you." ”

Long Wushuang knew that it might be difficult to deny it today, but he was unwilling to be caught:" Feng Zhangmen, your name is like thunder, high morality, famous all over the world, why bother with a junior, you want to get rid of the demon, I have only one way to die, do you bear it, I was first framed and imprisoned, and then I was destroyed, I was a victim, in order to take revenge, so I killed Prime Minister Fei's family, the revenge of my parents, can I not revenge, in order to avoid pursuit, I had to fight up, killed some soldiers, I don't kill them, they will kill me, am I wrong, Feng Zhangmen, you say a fair word. ”

Feng Yiyang: "Your experience is indeed sympathetic, but the key to the problem is not whether you should take revenge, whether you should resist, but that a monster has entered your body, if we don't get rid of the monster earlier, the growth of monsters in the future will definitely endanger the whole world, although the old man also feels that it is a little unbearable to kill you, but for the sake of the world, the old man has to do this, Long Wushuang, do you understand?"

Long Wushuang glanced at more than 100 people from the Fulong faction, and the dark luck magic power was in his hand: "Master Feng, do you have to do it?"

Feng Yiyang took out the crystal spiritual power bead, watched the crystal bead rotate, and clearly illuminated the magic bead in Long Wushuang's body, although it was still small, it exuded an infinite evil aura: "Sin, I'm sorry." ”

Just when the battle was about to break out, a woman ran on the mountain road: "Xianggong, Xianggong ......", it turned out that Fei Lianlian found that Long Wushuang was missing, and hurriedly came to chase him.

She ran closer, looked at the more than 100 people opposite, and couldn't help but be stunned, before she understood what was going on, she was hugged by Long Wushuang, grabbed her neck, and took her hostage: "Master Feng, if you dare to do it, I will kill her immediately, so that the Fei family will be completely wiped out." ”

Feng Yiyang frowned and looked at Fei Lianlian: "You said she is Miss Fei?"

Long Wushuang: "That's right, she is Fei Lianlian, the daughter of Prime Minister Fei." ”

Feng Xian'er next to her opened her mouth and said: "Nonsense, that woman just called you Xianggong, how can it be Fei Lianlian, obviously deceiving us." ”

At this moment, another woman's shout: "Miss, Miss ......", Hua'er ran down panting all the way: "Miss ......", she was also stunned in place.

Long Wushuang said to Hua'er: "Hua'er, tell them who you are and who your young lady is." ”

Hua'er finally understood, probably these people were here to deal with Long Wushuang, but Long Wushuang pinched the young lady's neck and threatened them: "This is ...... Uncle, you let the young lady go first. ”

Feng Yiyang opened his mouth and said: "Little girl, may I ask who you are and who are your young lady, make it clear so as not to be injured by mistake." ”

Long Wushuang snorted: "Master Feng, what you said is ugly, what do you mean to make it clear so as not to be injured by mistake, if they are not what I said, do you want to kill them together?"

Feng Yiyang's face was slightly embarrassed: "Old man made a mistake, little girl, say it." ”

Hua'er: "Our young lady is the daughter of Prime Minister Fei in the middle of the court, called Fei Lianlian, and my name is Hua'er, and I am Miss's maid." ”

Feng Xian'er scolded: "Lying, killing his father's hatred, not Dai Tian, how can Fei Lianlian marry her, don't help him act." ”

Fei Lianlian's face was red for a while: "Old master, I am indeed Fei Lianlian, but I am already married to him, the so-called husband sings and follows the wife, he is a good person, I will follow the good person, he is a bad person, I will follow the bad person, we husband and wife are of the same heart, if you want to kill, kill together, I will never blame you." ”

She made it clear when she said this, in fact, there were two meanings, one meaning was for Long Wushuang, continue to bewitch his heart, in case the Fulong faction couldn't kill him, she could continue to gain his trust and look for opportunities to kill him. The other meaning is to Feng Yiyang, which means that he also wants to do all the bad things with him, if you want to kill, kill together, I can't ask for it, and I will never complain to you.

Hua'er listened to it on the side, believed it, and didn't know which tendon was wrong with the young lady, so she quickly knelt down and begged for mercy: "Old master, please raise your noble hand and let our young lady go, please ......"

Long Wushuang didn't want to be in a stalemate here, Fei Lianlian's words just now, he could hear it clearly, in case Feng Yiyang didn't care about Fei Lianlian's life or death in order to get rid of the demon, then he would suffer, he dragged Fei Lianlian and began to retreat: "Old Grandmaster, take your disciple back, I believe that you have a noble character, and you can't do it, not to mention that she is still pregnant with a child in her belly, if you lose your hand, one corpse and two lives, your good reputation in this life will be completely ruined." ”

He gradually retreated into the Cloud Mist Temple, and asked Hua'er to close the door, and outside the door, the Fulong faction followed all the way, neither making a move, nor giving up, and watched them close the door.

Long Wushuang quickly pulled Fei Lianlian into the side room, tore the sheets and tied her up: "What they want to deal with is me, not you, you don't need to cause trouble for yourself, Fei Lianlian, on the occasion of parting, I apologize to you, I'm sorry." ”

He kissed her on the forehead, went out of the house, pulled the flowers in and tied them up, and stuffed the cloth ball in the mouths of the two: "I won't say more nonsense, they will come to rescue you, Fei Lianlian, don't act with me, go home." ”

Outside the door, Feng Yiyang looked at the gate of the Cloud and Mist Temple, and said in a low voice: "If we come hard, I'm afraid we will hurt the innocent, Xian'er, Demon Suppression Song." ”

Feng Xian'er hurriedly beckoned behind her, and immediately eleven people came out, adding her a total of twelve people, standing in two rows, everyone took out the piccolo, put it to their mouths, and began to play.

Long Wushuang had just run out of the chamber, and the sound of the flute came, it was nothing at first, and he was still puzzled that the Fulong faction still had the leisure to play the flute, which was really strange, but when he just rushed into the kitchen and was about to escape from the back mountain, there was a sudden sharp pain in his abdomen, turning over the river and the sea, as if a knife was twisted.

This Demon Suppression Song is really nothing in ordinary people's ears, but the magic bead can't stand it, and the energy coming from that song is frantically attacking it, and it is scurrying around in Long Wushuang's body, unable to stabilize, which makes him have abdominal pain.

He gritted his teeth, clutched his abdomen and stood up, staggering to the back door, if he wanted to escape, he must escape, and if he was caught, he would die. Beads of sweat poured out, already soaking his whole body, and the pain almost made him crazy, but at this time his mind was still clear, and he desperately ran into the back mountain, drilling into the deep place of the trees and grass.

As he ran into the back mountain forest, a little farther away from the gate of the Cloud and Mist Temple, the power of the Demon Suppression Song was greatly reduced, although the magic bead was still moving, but it was not as intense as it was at the beginning, and it also made the pain in his abdomen slightly lighter, but he ran in a hurry, but unexpectedly, he stepped on the air, and rolled down with a grunt, fell all the way, fell into a ravine several feet high, and was buried in the weeds and thorns.

Long Wushuang fainted, lying motionless in the ravine, the demon suppression song was completely inaudible, the magic bead settled down, and roared: "Damn thing, you dare to torture the deity like this, and there is no mercy for killing." ”

Long Wushuang said weakly in that consciousness: "What to kill, people are martial arts sects, if you really do it, I would have died a long time ago." ”

The demon bead said hatefully: "When I am strong, I must slaughter all the martial arts sects in this world, it is too hateful." ”

Long Wushuang didn't say anything, the torture just now almost exhausted him, and now he just wanted to sleep well and recover his strength.