The dead trees stand in the desert, showing the traces of time, and a touch of new green dots the depths of the desert, and the emerald green vitality surging with blood-red aura. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ouyang Feng wielded the golden scepter, and the entire mountain villa's external and internal troubles all died tragically under his majesty.

The woman behind him, Yingying, followed, a snow-white spa, wiping his face, and the blood of the enemy stained the whole handkerchief.

The woman stood beside him in a pure white dress, showing the appearance of a small jasper in her gestures.

She lowered her head slightly: "Brother Feng, let's take our children with us, leave here far away, and go to a place where no one can find us, okay?" ”

At this time, it should be autumn, but here is still a new green, an oasis lying peacefully in the yellow sand.

Ouyang Feng changed a lot, his eyes were firmness that he had never felt before, and he spit out such words: "He will never let go of any saint, and I must protect you, the easiest way is to kill him." ”

Ouyang Feng is the simplest person, not wronged, not complaining about heaven and earth, not bowing his head, not vomiting sadness, and not taking a step back to open the sky. These are just persistence, it's not that he doesn't understand the reason, this is Ouyang Feng's character.

It's just that people like him often encounter more helpless things than others.

The woman was not surprised, as if she had let go of a stone in her heart, and said frankly and soothingly: "You already knew that I was the holy daughter of the Underworld, didn't you?" ”

Ouyang Feng nodded and acquiesced.

The woman continued: "Have you ever doubted me? She sighed, very softly, with a sour meaning.

Ouyang Feng became indifferent and became too much, now he didn't have too many expressions, and he didn't like the change in mood anymore, and opened his mouth to say: "The result is, you are my child's mother." ”

The greatest happiness in a woman's life is not how much wealth there is, nor how many suitors, as long as there is such a person who understands you and loves you, this woman is undoubtedly happy.

The woman said, "Brother Feng, let's leave here together, let's go to the Central Plains, it's very big, he won't find us." ”

She is indeed very important in Ouyang Feng's heart, so important that apart from her, what kind of woman Ouyang Feng will not take a second look.

But Ouyang Feng is not that kind of person, not a person with a wife and children who is desperate for the end of the world.

"Why are we leaving? Running for your life? With me, you don't need to wag your tail like a dog and beg for mercy, you can hide from the people he sent out, and when I practice martial arts, I'll kill him! Ouyang Feng's words, the woman believed, but he didn't understand the power of the Underworld Sect as she did.

Those people are a bunch of crazy people, blindly worshipping the sect leader, blindly confident, although she used to be a saint, but only she herself knows the meaning of the saint, but it is just a furnace.

Ouyang Feng doesn't like the joy and sorrow of words and deeds, he is a powerful faction.

All he needed here was a pure land, and he never thought of unifying the Western Regions.

Just because you don't want to have some problems doesn't mean they won't happen. The people of the Underworld Sect always came over intermittently to harass the lives of Ouyang and his wife.

Swords, guns, swords, halberds, and the martial arts of the Holy Fire Order Evil Sect could not compete with Ouyang Feng's viciousness. I don't know how many heretics have been killed under the golden serpent staff under the white skull.

Ouyang Feng should have been quite satisfied with his martial arts, but he lost weight.

Not only is the person thin, but the face is also very haggard, and he is often always silent, sitting alone in a cave and meditating.

He was thinking about his wife, and he was thinking about how to kill all the infidels.

His wife gave Ouyang Feng all the twenty years of cultivation as a furnace, so Ouyang Feng had such internal cultivation.

The wife said, "The old man in the mountain should have died a long time ago, and he relied on the reserve of the Holy Maiden's Furnace to prolong his life, but she found out after so many years." She found that the old man in the mountain was leaning on a cave, and there was an unknown formation in it that shrouded it, as if this was a life-saving formation, and it seemed that this was a captive formation. Because the old man in the mountain was not allowed to leave the center of this formation.

I once saw his appearance, very old, and the Central Plains said that it was very apt: "The person who has cut off half the soil." ”

These words have always cut off Ouyang Feng's heart, because the old man in the mountain will not die for a day, and he will never be at ease.

This kind of day lasted until he broke through the seventh layer of the Toad Gong, and sneaked into the old land alone with the golden snake staff.

He will not look back on his departure, he believes that he will be able to come back and watch his child 'Ke'er' be born.

The golden sand rises on this sand sea, and the bright stars fall little by little. Four walkers in the dark quietly appeared in Ouyang Feng's field of vision. Black is the perfect protective color.

Ouyang Feng raised the golden scepter and didn't say a word, no one found out how those people died, not even the corpses were left, and they turned into small particles like sand as the wind gently urged them.

There was no bloodstains, no noise, no sound of fighting, only the sound of silence.

The traces of the Golden Iron Horse vaguely tell the glory of the past on the ancient buildings. This is a stone gate.

With a bang, the gate lay on the ground in decay, and the yellow sand ground had a good shock absorption effect, but it still woke up many believers, and suddenly the quiet night began to make noise.

Ouyang Feng has gone through a lot of dangers in his life, and he believes that no matter what the situation, he will not panic. There were at least hundreds of footsteps on the opposite side, chaotic, and the quality of light work was different.

Under the shroud of twilight, under the eyes of everyone, he walked in step by step.

He hadn't seen these people clearly, but Ouyang Feng knew that they were not far from death.

There was a sound of Sisi in the wailing voice, like a snake spitting out a letter, and the slightest sound of a snake wandering on the ground also wanted to be like this. Ouyang Feng's huge shadow was obliquely imprinted at the door, looking at all this indifferently, he felt a little interesting.

Stepping on the mountain of corpses, the creaking sound returned to the main hall again, and the purple flames lit up the night. Thousands of disciples wandered above the corridor to observe Ouyang Feng and his snake.

These snakes look strange and no one has ever seen them. They were ugly, and in the purple firelight, they were hideous. The bright snake eye essence made everyone's heart hairy.

A trembling echo echoed throughout the hall: "Who are you?" Do you know what kind of place this is?! The majestic voice trembled a little, and I didn't know if it was too frightened or too loud.

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