As soon as 72 hours were completed, Feng Huocheng, who was still lying on the hospital bed, put on a newly purchased game helmet and entered "Scarlet Rivers and Lakes".

Before, at home, he used to use the game pod.

But in the hospital, with the injuries on his body now, it is naturally impossible to use the game pod again.

So, he sent him a phone call to buy him a game helmet for 100 yuan a piece and sent it to the hospital.

After being resurrected in the resurrection hall in Jingzhou, he went straight to a nearby money bank to exchange 20,000 yuan to enter the game, and exchanged for 20 silver tickets with a denomination of 100 taels.

He used five of them to buy a tall horse with a black and shiny coat and a very godlike appearance at the horse market in Jingzhou City.

After that, he rushed to Huangfeng County non-stop.

That day, he underestimated the Aotian Demon God, using the Heavenly Feather Strange Sword, instead of using the Dragon Descending God Leg, and he has been regretting it for the past few days.

For dying under the claws of the Aotian Demon God with one move that day, he was even more unconvinced.

After 72 hours, he was able to resurrect in the game, and the first thing he desperately wanted to do was to find the Proud Demon God again, and use his Dragon God legs to fight him again.

Despite dying once, now after his resurrection, his strength has plummeted by one-tenth compared to before.

But he was still resolutely confident that as long as he cast the Dragon Descending God Leg, the Aotian Demon God would never be his opponent.

He wanted to wash away the shame of that day with the facts.

He wants to prove to the world that he is still a first-class master! The Aotian Demon God is still his defeated men.

……

On the way to Huangfeng County, Feng Huocheng sent a text message full of anger to order the leaders of the black-clothed people who fled that day, ordering him to lead the 100 black-clothed people who fled that day to drive back to the waterfall that day as quickly as possible.

"Yes! Venerable! ”

Unbeknownst to him, when he saw this reply text message, the black-clothed leader who had just replied to this text message was bowing down and looking at the Venerable Poison Jiao in front of him with a flattering expression, Leng Yue Wuxi.

Facing this person's flattering smiling face, Leng Yue was expressionless without a trace, flicked the black cloak behind him, turned around and left.

Only a cold word was left floating in the empty Red Jiao Hall.

"Excellent! Keep it up. ”

Leng Yue walked majestically without a trace, but the black-clothed leaders only dared to nod their heads again and again with a bitter face, and kept saying in their mouths: "Yes, yes, the villain understands." ”

……

Leng Yue walked away without a trace.

Wind and Fire thought that those black-clothed people were just like him, and they were rushing to the bottom of the waterfall at full speed, and in his heart, he was already thinking about how to punish those cowards who scattered and fled that day after killing the Aotian Demon God this time.

At night, when the wind and fire galloped to the bottom of the waterfall, the flat grass below the waterfall was empty and there was no one.

Seeing this scene, the wind and fire were immediately furious, and his chest was immediately puffed up with anger.

A breath of anger quickly filled his chest.

When the horse galloped to the grass below the waterfall, he suddenly tightened the reins of the horse, and the black horse, which was running, suddenly neighed in a series of words, and raised its front hooves high, and then fell heavily and stepped on the grass below.

Just talking about this hand, it can be said that there is a good riding skill in the city.

But at this time, he was not proud of this matter at all, and the anger in his chest made him immediately dial the number of the leader in black.

The number rang a few times, and it was connected.

"Singlet! What about you and your black-clothed people? Where are you now? ”

At the beginning of the call, the anger in his chest was still suppressed, and he just gritted his teeth and asked the black-clothed leaders on the other end of the call.

"This ......"

There is still a prestige in this person's heart, and when he suddenly heard the angry question, his heart suddenly trembled, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Tell Lao Tzu quickly! Where the hell are you cowards now? Don't you all want to live anymore? ”

When Wind and Fire rushed here, he expected that the Aotian Demon God would not be able to stay here forever after so many days, so on the way here, he ordered the leader of the black-clothed people to lead the hundred black-clothed people to come here as quickly as possible.

He didn't want to use the martial arts and collective combat power of those hundred cowards.

What he needed was these 100 people to help him cast a net in all directions to search for the whereabouts of the Aotian Demon God.

Only one of them found the trace of the Aotian Demon God, and he could quickly rush there and find the Aotian Demon God as quickly as possible.

Just came to this waterfall, and saw that the Aotian Demon God was indeed no longer here.

He had expected this situation.

What he needed most now was the hundred black-clothed people to help him quickly find the whereabouts of the Aotian Demon God.

However, at this juncture, when these cowards were about to be used, none of these wastes appeared.

The anger in his heart at this time can be imagined.

But......

Wind and Fire didn't know that he had been dismissed from the position of the hall master of the Red Jiao Palace.

He is no longer the Red Jiao Venerable who responds to every call.

When his angry and scolding voice reached the ears of Shan Feng, the leader of the black-clothed crowds on the other end of the communicator, this man who had never dared to face the eyes of the Wind and Fire finally remembered that the Wind and Fire City no longer had the right to govern him.

The new Red Jiao Hall Lord is about to take office, and his master is no longer a stormy city.

So, he subconsciously straightened his waist that he had subconsciously bowed just now, coughed lightly, and said to the communicator on his wrist: "I'm sorry, you don't have the right to order me now, please don't talk to me in this tone in the future, you don't have this right anymore." ”

In the end, there is still a lot of power in his heart, even if he refutes, he doesn't dare to speak out, let alone be excessive.

Perhaps, it will take a long time for him to dare to loudly refute the Wind and Fire, and perhaps, he will never dare to make a sarcastic remark against the Wind and Fire.

"What did you say?"

It's not a fool.

Even in his rage, he realized that something was going on over there.

Otherwise, Shan Feng, who had always been obedient to him, would never dare to talk to him like this.

I already have a bad premonition in my heart.

But in order to find out what was going on, he forcibly suppressed the anger in his chest at this time and waited for Shan Feng's answer.

Shan Feng on the other end of the communicator smiled slightly bitterly.

In fact, how could he be willing to be dismissed and leave, and replaced by a new Red Jiao Venerable?

Although he couldn't say much to him, at least he was familiar with the surname of Wind and Fire, and how much thought did he put into it in order to gain the trust and reuse of Wind and Fire? How many things have been done?

If the new Red Jiao Venerable favors others, he will lose his position in the Red Jiao Palace. I don't know what will happen to me when the time comes.

So, at this time, his mood is mixed.

There is a feeling of sadness for a rabbit and a fox to die.

"Venerable, because of your defeat to the Aotian Demon God in one move, the helper has already disqualified your hall master, and even ......"

"Or even what?"

Hearing that his position as the Lord of the Red Jiao Hall had been cancelled, his face changed suddenly. The problem between the teeth is already a little chilly.

The wry smile on the corner of Shan Feng's mouth was even worse.

"Even, they've banished you from the Fury Jiao Gang...... You can't come back......"

"Click!"

Feng Huocheng, who was extremely angry, smashed the communicator on his wrist, and his handsome face was flushed with blood.

"Lie to me too much!"

"Proud Demon God!"

Eight words came out of the teeth one after another.

Wind and fire, at this time, I hated the sky and others and the Aotian Demon God.

The anger that filled his chest but he couldn't vent it made him almost want to go crazy. 】

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