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[Chapter 255]: Love and righteousness are like mountains, how can he be virtuous

In the Water Pavilion, a desperate cry sounded.

This desperate voice is like a tigress having her cubs snatched away, and she screams bitterly, but she is helpless.

The cruel scene completely shattered Zheng Wu's obsession with Canghai Sect.

This obsession, like a weak piece of paper, has been completely shredded.

Fang Zhi, Lin Yu, Hong Xiao, and Zheng Wu, the four people who had returned from the Medicine King Valley were all under a spell, bearing an unbearable pain that was hard for them to resist, and this pain was grinding on their souls and bodies like blunt knives.

Bring them to a desperate situation!

After a desperate cry, there was no longer a sound on the water pavilion, and the silence was terrifying.

The many Canghai Sect disciples gathered below all looked up at the top at this time, looking left and right, their eyes full of doubts.

What happened?

That's what everyone thinks in their hearts.

The movement was too big, and the old woman in the Water Pavilion had vaguely guessed the truth when she saw Ma Yuan leaving with a gloomy face just now, and she hurriedly ordered her subordinates to disperse the crowd gathered on the ground, and personally planned to go upstairs to take a closer look.

Just as she stepped up to the third floor.

Suddenly.

Hong Xiao and Zheng Wu, who were wearing fiery red robes, walked down side by side, the two of them were silent, Zheng Wu's face was full of absolute expression, his eyes were gloomy, and there was no color, as if he was a walking corpse.

Hongxiao was wearing a black and red demon fox mask, but she could still see the red and sticky blood on her jade neck and red robe.

The old woman standing downstairs delicately glanced at Hongxiao's bloodstained jade hand, and then caught a glimpse of blood oozing from the demon fox mask.

The old woman couldn't help but shudder, smiled unnaturally, didn't dare to say a word, silently vacated her place, got out of the way, and watched the two go downstairs.

The old woman's wrinkled face shook and shook, as if she had seen some terrifying scene.

The two of them went downstairs, and the thick bloody aura on Hongxiao's body was like an invisible evil aura, which made a famous disciple tremble, and they all subconsciously gave way to the two of them.

The two of them walked away from the Water Pavilion with a step.

It turned out to be as lively as the water pavilion in the daytime square city, and suddenly there was an eerie silence.

The silence is frightening.

It was as if some demon had appeared.

The two of them walked side by side, and when they reached the crossroads, Zheng Wu stopped suddenly, he turned his head, looked at Hong Xiao with empty eyes, and said hoarsely: "The last one, is there anything else you want to say?"

"Xiao Wu, see you in the next life, apologize for me like Fang Zhi. ”

The pair of eyes reflected by the black and red demon fox mask were full of invisible magic power, which made people feel extremely panicked.

"He will forgive us, we can't save him, but we can accompany him on the road, Huangquan Road is like a human heart, it's too cold, we walk together and accompany each other, maybe it will be warmer." ”

Zheng Wu's upright and rigid face appeared with a bitter smile at this time, but the desperate eyes were particularly distressing to see from this iron-clad man.

Hong Xiao and Zheng Wu are two people, one goes south, the other goes west, and they separate.

In the direction Hongxiao walked, the end of the road was a cliff.

The direction Zheng Wu took, and the end of the road was the martial arts field.

In terms of distance, Hongxiao's path to the edge of the cliff is a little longer than Zheng Wu.

When the night fell, Fang Zhi was still hanging on the flagpole, Fang Zhi's eyes were blurred and he looked at the thousands of broken lamps around him, his eyes could vaguely see countless figures around, and there were many noisy voices in his ears.

Everyone knows that this is the last hour of Fang Zhi.

Some disciples came to see the excitement, and some disciples deliberately came to scold Fang Zhi.

In the other area, the location of this area is even a little worse.

But there were a lot of disciples gathered here, and many disciples gathered here silently, lining up in a long line, and after whose turn it was, the first person bowed to Fang Zhi from afar, and left with a complicated gaze.

There are also some low-level disciples who will bend their knees and bow down, chanting the word "Sect Master" in their mouths.

There are quite a few of these people, and they are all beneficiaries of Tiannanmen.

Fang Zhi gave them dignity and a new life, and their abilities were limited.

They were the people at the bottom of the martial arts, and it was difficult for them to send out their strength to save Fang Zhi.

In order to make up for the guilt in his heart, he could only kneel down and come to see him off to show his respect for Fang Zhi.

In the long line, a young man came into view, this person was Lin Feng.

Lin Feng, who was incompatible with Fang Zhi at the beginning, but later lost his way back.

However, there were some minor injuries on his body, which were "given" by Lin Yunhai and what Lin Daotian wanted.

After Lin Feng learned that Fang Zhi was captured by the sect, he rushed to Lin Daotian's mansion as soon as possible, hoping that he could save Fang Zhi for the sake of Fang Zhi having half of the Lin family's bloodline.

The so-called brothers are on the wall, and they are insulted outside!

No matter what kind of enmity he had with Fang Zhi before, he should leave it aside for the time being at this time and save his life first.

The rest of the hatred will not hurt to be liquidated in the future.

It's just that Lin Feng thought too simply, he was severely humiliated by Lin Daotian, kicked out of the door, and was beaten by Lin Yunhai.

Lin Feng stood on the side of the mountain, looking at Fang Zhi who was now "miserable", his eyes couldn't help but redden, he silently bowed to Fang Zhi, feeling sad for a while, at the critical moment, the clan would actually stand by and watch, it was too chilling.

Compared with the warmth of this place, the insults of Fang Zhi not far away are also a great spectacle.

Lin Yunhai and several of his subordinates stood there, almost screaming and scolding, and there was a bucket in front of him.

Foul language kept coming out of his mouth.

If it weren't for the presence of the sect law and law enforcement officers, Lin Yunhai would probably go up and slash Fang Zhi fiercely to avenge Fang Zhi's cruel whipping that day.

But now seeing Fang Zhi fall to this step of the field, Lin Yunhai was still in a very happy mood, and when he drank water and scolded Fang Zhi, his eyes were full of relief, and he looked like he was enjoying it.

The Canghai Sect was turned upside down by "Fang Zhi" from top to bottom.

After a while, Zheng Wu finally arrived at the martial arts field, and he was a walking corpse, and from the moment he squeezed into the crowd, Lin Yunhai was not far from him.

When Zheng Wu first arrived, he was still stared at sideways by Lin Yunhai's subordinates, and even pushed Lin Yunhai and signaled that Zheng Wu was coming.

Lin Yunhai was stunned for a while, threw the water scoop into the wooden bucket, and sneered: "Yo, isn't this Zheng Wu?

Zheng Wu simply ignored his provocation, as if he had not noticed it.

Zheng Wu's eyes were indifferent and desperate, looking at Fang Zhi on the flagpole, and his eyes gradually flashed with a trace of spark.

Scenes from the past appeared in front of his eyes, and the warmth of memories shone on his heart that was now frozen in ice, making him feel better.

"Fang Zhi!"

Zheng Wu didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly he let out a long roar towards Fang Zhi who was not far away.

This roar is full of determination and affection.

Seriously injured, he heard a shout in a hazy way, and subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound.

But he was traumatized in the corner of his eye, and he couldn't see a figure at all, only a familiar and hazy voice, and he looked at it blankly.

Suddenly, Fang Zhi coughed violently, and his heart ached inexplicably and violently.

The pain was without warning.

At this moment, a figure that no one could see in the dark night quietly floated above the sky, beside Fang Zhidi.

The other party's big hand gently placed it on Fang Zhi's body, and the moment he put it on Fang Zhi's body, his traumatized spirit was healed in an instant, and Fang Zhi's spiritual platform suddenly became clear.

His thoughts involuntarily dissipated, and everything around him fell into his eyes.

At this moment, Fang Zhi scattered his thoughts and heard Zheng Wu's voice.

"People's hearts are too cold, just like the Yellow Spring of the underworld described in the book. ”

"Although the Yellow Spring of the Difu is cold, we can go together, I am waiting for you below, I can't save you alive, I'm sorry, but I will accompany you to the Difu to repay your kindness!"

Zheng Wu's walking corpse ground was on the ground, and he let out a beastly roar.

Above the dark sky of night, thunder flashed.

The sound of thunder permeated hundreds of miles.

At that moment, the thunder light was reflected on Zheng Wu's face, which pale face contained madness and a smile, as if for him, this decision could bring him happiness.

Just as Lin Yunhai muttered in his heart, why did Zheng Wu have this expression.

Suddenly, Zheng Wu pulled out a black spirit sword from the storage bag.

This spirit sword is Li Chen's sword, and it was also given to him by Fang Zhi!

Zheng Wu's movements were swift, without the slightest drag of mud and water, in front of everyone's eyes, a sword killed himself, sneered, and blood splattered out along his neck, like a dam bursting embankment, like the blood of a river, rolling out.

Warm blood was sprinkled on the ground.

With a bang, the corpse fell to the ground like Mount Tai, and people's hearts were shaken.

With a ding, the black spirit sword in Zheng Wu's hand fell to the ground, and it was still stained with blood.

owes Fang Zhi a favor, and it will be difficult for him to pay it off in his life.

If you indifferently look at the death of both a benefactor and a brother, and live in this remote sect by yourself.

Such a reluctant life is inevitably too boring for Zheng Wu.

It's better to go on the road with him, not only to repay the kindness, but also to die.

Maybe we can still be in the underworld, and we can go on the road together.

This may speed up the life of the people.

For Zheng Wu, who has a straightforward personality, it is a not too bad ending.

Above the sky, thunder rolled, raindrops fell like ice cream, and the rain poured down.

The thunder resounded in people's hearts, and Lin Yunhai stood there with trembling pupils as if he was stupid.

Zheng Wu's warm blood was sprinkled on his body, covering up a lot of the stench on his body.

Not to mention Lin Yunhai was dumbfounded, Fang Zhi, whose soul had just recovered, witnessed this scene with his own eyes, his head buzzed and exploded all of a sudden, Fang Zhi's spirit was roaring, his body was struggling violently, and he wanted to say something in his mouth, but his "body" was hit hard, and it was difficult for him to make a sound at all.

He could only grind his teeth and swallow.

Fang Zhi was heartbroken, Zheng Wu's corpse was right in front of his eyes, his eyes were constantly bloodshot, and an unprecedented pain filled his heart.

Zheng Wu's words echoed in his ears.

Just when Fang Zhi was heartbroken because of Zheng Wu's death, he was in pain, and his soul exploded.

The picture in front of his eyes turned.

Suddenly, Fang Zhidi's divine soul was moved by a force of the five elements to a cliff in the Canghai Sect.

Fang Zhi saw a girl wearing a black blend and a red robe, with goose-necked jade hands stained with blood, and a graceful figure with a bumpy figure, which made his heartstrings tremble.

This graceful girl stood on the edge of a cliff, her eyes numb and desperate.

"Ma Yuan has set a trap, you can see it yourself. ”

A warm voice resounded in Fang Zhi's ears, and suddenly, his spirit was forcibly stuffed into a picture, a memory.

It is the scene of the confrontation between Hongxiao and Ma Yuan in the Water Pavilion.

Suddenly, he was forcefully stuffed into a foreign soul picture, Fang Zhi had a headache, but this memory was like thunder and lightning, and he finished reading it in an instant, and this memory completely stopped in his mind.

"Fang Zhi, what kind of virtue can you deserve to be worthy of their affection for you?"

Thousands of thunderbolts resounded in the sky.

Xuan Qingzi's voice was slightly sneering, like a sharp sword, stabbing at Fang Zhi's heart that caught him off guard.