In the luxurious and bright hall, the jewels are inexplicably mixed with a dark and gloomy atmosphere.

A line of blood sprayed onto the thick and tall glazed pillar, forming a bright ink fragrance.

The screams suddenly rang out, and everyone was silent.

Looking at the people who were rolling in pain on the ground, the woman on the high level glanced at the trembling Xinchen in the audience, and then asked coldly to the person who was rolling on the ground in pain: "Say! Where is the inheritance token?! Where is the traitor's hand Wufeng?!"

The man in Tsing Yi on the ground covered his eyes and wailed, I don't know whether he didn't hear or didn't want to answer, but he didn't respond at all.

The woman was furious, grabbed the man's collar and lifted it halfway.

The man's originally handsome face was extremely hideous at the moment, in addition to the blood on his face, there were no eyelids and no eyeballs in the eye sockets, and there were two empty holes!

And in the plate dragged by the maid on the side, there was a pair of blood-drenched algae blue beads, which still had a shining light in the spacious hall with bright lights.

"Say!" the woman's voice widened in the man's ears like a thunderbolt that buzzed in his ears.

The throat of the jade made a choked sound, but the two terrifying holes on the face were black and swarthy like two abysses that devoured everything, not a drop of crystal flowed, only a wild stream of scarlet, which was sprinkled on the ground under the rude pull of the woman.

"Kite ...... Ah, ......!" After a hoarse cry of pain, the man began to hum slightly as if he had lost his strength, and the name of someone else was actually shouted from his mouth.

Huo Quanlian sneered: "At this time, you are still thinking about others? Who is Ah Kite? Snow Kite? She has long been thrown into the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave by me." You tell me where the token is and where that slut is hiding, and maybe I'll be kind enough to send you to her. ”

The bloodied man's body twitched and fell to the ground with no strength.

Just when the woman thought that the man was going to die, she heard him say in a cold and mocking tone: "Dream!"

Such a resoluteness, such a death as home. That's the ...... It's not like a word that can come out of his mouth is displayed in front of a woman like this.

Huo Quanlian was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter: "If you don't say yes, I want to see if your childhood sweetheart brother will take care of you!"

So, for the next few days, a man hung on the head of the city, which was several feet high, not so much a man as a rag fluttering in the wind.

Bloodstained clothes hunted in the wind, and hideous and terrifying faces made it impossible to look at them directly. It hung like a ruined banner that no one cared about, announcing the decline of the old dynasty and the beginning of a new era.

............

The handsome man escaped in the midst of the turmoil, he was not caught, and he did not go to die with righteous and awe-inspiring generosity. Along the way, he stole the shabby clothes and trousers that dried in the fields and farms, and hid his conspicuous long silver-gray hair and peerless face under the filthy rags.

He evaded patrols and guards, and escaped the eyes of thousands of people.

During the day, he followed the wandering beggars to beg for scraps, no...... He didn't think it was secure, so he chose to pick up the food that had been thrown into the waste water when there was no one around, and if he was lucky, he could pick up the delicacy that had fallen after the vendor had closed the stall.

In order to become a "fish that slipped through the net" with a great probability, he did not hesitate to grit his teeth and break one of his legs with a stone, wrap it in a ball of rags and stuff it into the clothes on his back, and then smear a layer of soot on his face, so that he really became a dirty and smelly cripple.

At night, he may be huddled in a dilapidated kiln with a group of homeless people he has never looked down on, or he may hide in the corner of someone else's house, or he may be buried in the wet mud covered with cold dew for the night......

He lives on land, in water, in mire, and he is like a parasitic worm in the body of others, both in need of nutrients and in hiding from the host.

As long as one is not careful, it will be slapped into mud!

When the news of the jade falling into the hands of the woman "spread far and wide".

The man hiding in a dilapidated alley, wearing rags and covering his face, only trembled when he heard the bad news, but did not immediately go to the rescue. He knew that it was a trap set by Huo Quanlian, but he was still restless, just because it was his best friend in life.

After devouring half of the cold and hard steamed buns and the shredded bones that he had picked up from some horn, he wiped his mouth casually with the back of his dirty hand, and wrapped the same dirty cloth towel around his face, and he stood up, hunched over, and limped out with a stick.

The streets and alleys, up and down the whole clan, were full of wanted notices -- the first brother of the king was Wufeng, poisoned the king, disturbed the court, and peeped into the royal power; after Wang Xu, he tried to destroy the queen but could not, so he slaughtered more than 400 people in his palace and tortured and killed the prince's heirs and relatives in order to take the throne. Fortunately, the subjects rescued him, and the treacherous plan was not allowed to succeed, so that the queen was unharmed. This traitor is now smuggling the nine-headed golden wings of our great clan and absconding everywhere, hoping that all the villagers will pay attention, but if they find anything, they will report it immediately, and assist those who are advantageous to reward a thousand bucket beads.

On the side is a portrait of Wu Feng.

The blades of grass, wrapped in war-torn dust, were swept up crookedly by the wind, and rushed along with the rolling branches and willows on the ground and the wanted notices that had broken their horns in them, and stopped at the feet of the hunchbacked lame man with high momentum, and pressed them to the legs of people who wanted to kick their noses and faces.

The written side of the paper was exposed in front of Wu Feng's eyes, and the eye-catching and piercing words only made the shady man smile coldly.

He stepped on it, on the paper, and on the rotten branches, and then staggered in a certain direction.

Huo Quanlian wants a token and a nine-headed golden-winged talisman? As long as the power of the war needs vault in various parts of the demon clan is still in his hand, he is not afraid that he will not be able to turn over! And those who have guarded the vault for generations have never only recognized the card order and not the person!

Since Liao Ge's death, the power of the commander has been taken back by that woman, and the "Double Dragon Talisman" has also fallen into her hands. In this way, his side is isolated. Now all that can be prayed for is Liaoge's loyal subordinates, and hope has not died in the war.

There was still a remnant of beacon fire in the streets and alleys, and Wu Feng walked with a limp like that, avoiding the interrogation and patrol people on the road, and there was really no way to avoid it, so he could only pretend to be a dirty and smelly lame hunchback and call Huazi to go over to beg for a reward and ask for food; later, when the investigation became more and more severe and the situation became worse and worse, he did not hesitate to grit his teeth and swallow carbon and disfigure himself.

The new dynasty rises against the rising sun, everything is in ruins, and after the complete destruction of the rebellious ministers and thieves, people have begun a boring and lonely life again. And this time, what made people satisfied was that the first thing the new king did when he came to power was to grant amnesty to the world and reduce taxes, which made the people of the demon clan cheer for a long time.

And under the banner of generosity to the people, the secret search for the absconding Wufeng is becoming more and more attentive, and even has a taste of urgency.

After searching for the old department of Liaoge for more than half a year, the man finally met the remaining person in an old mountain nest that could not distinguish the southeast and northwest, and after the two sides exchanged corroborations to confirm their identity, the person took Wufeng to a mossy mountain stream and learned a few bird calls, but in a moment, people from all directions gathered here.

Wu Feng counted a little, and there were about forty of them.

"Zuo Quan, there are so many people left who follow the Lord of the United Army. A man who did not smile and had a military demeanor sighed at this moment, as if he remembered something, and his eyes were a little red.

The hunched back was erected, and under the dirty and smelly rags, the blood-stamped face showed pain without hesitation.

When he tore off the rags and limped towards the crowd that had survived the catastrophe, his heart was like a thousand sharp blades, and the stinging pain was almost unable to beat anymore.

And the group of soldiers who were still neatly arranged, after seeing the face of the left envoy, they couldn't help but gasp.

Except for the few remaining leaders who had more or less seen Wufeng, the other soldiers only heard about him but did not see his appearance.

But how handsome Zuo Quan's natural appearance is, he has long been famous all over the world, and even many people among the people want to see his respect, and even more, there are many people who want to compare with one of them - the first beauty in the demon world! It makes people jealous and look up, and there are often people who regret that a person with such a look is a man, if it is a woman, then it can really be used to bring disaster to the country and the people......

No matter how beautiful that face was in the past, it has now been miserably destroyed by its owner.

Those who had never seen him were only shocked in their hearts, and the leaders who had been with him several times before trembled back several steps as if they had seen ghosts.

The soldier who had been tall and led him to see him before had an unbelievable surprise and sorrowful pity in his eyes, and there was a horror that he had never felt even if he fought on the battlefield: "You!" is stuck in his throat, and you have been for a long time, and you don't have a reason.

What did he use to burn his face like this?!his legs... Could it be that he was also crippled by himself...

"Huo Quanlian checked it too tightly, I can't help it. "The cold and pleasant voice in the past is now as if it has been scraped by something several times, hoarse and ugly.

The two leader-like sergeants slowly approached the man with the disheveled head—the man who looked seventy or eighty because of his dirty white hair and somewhat weakened posture.

I couldn't bear to look at Wu Feng's pitted, disgusting face with pink and tender fresh meat, the three leaders couldn't speak for a long time, and countless sad feelings finally ended with the four of them hugging each other.