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After Silver Dust finished speaking, he took a big step forward as if to speed away from a treacherous nightmare. Behind him, there was a crowd of people who were at a loss, whether it was Zhang Mengmeng, Elder Yun, or Jia Yuanyuan, these cultivators who only knew that cultivation basically didn't care about the life and death of the world, never, or very rarely, would think about such a question, and would ask such a question. In fact, for hundreds of years, the difference between good and evil has been based on grievances and vendettas, or the so-called "common anger of people and gods" and "hurting nature and reason", based on the reputation of the common people and the performance of some other major focus events, rather than the real one, with a strict attitude like a criminal trial, with the balance of good and evil buried deep in the soul of each person, to measure every thing that happens around us, especially those related to the government.

For many years, the precept of "the people do not fight with the officials" has been shrouded in the heads of all the people in the rivers and lakes, and at first it was just an expedient measure for the survival of the sect, but after a long time, it has become a habit, and it has naturally produced a blind spot that more than 100 sects of good and evil in the world do not care about and ignore it.

"Yes, in this way, everyone in the world is a demon, hehehehe!" Elder Yun slowly came back to his senses, slowly turned to Jia Yuanyuan, and slowly let out a laugh like venom.

"Sophistry!" Jia Yuanyuan's eyes completely dissipated into panic and panic, and when she saw Zhang Mengmeng also walking towards her, her flustered and frightened pupils were mixed with hatred.

"Zhang Mengmeng, don't come here! Otherwise, I'm welcome!" she pretended to be calm and threatened: "Our Iron Palm Gang is not easy to mess with!"

"Our Demon Pavilion is easy to mess with, isn't it!" Zhang Mengmeng did not show a provocative and calm smile like a witch as usual, but uncharacteristically, as if he was extremely irritable, he pushed back the words. She was indeed irritable at this time, irritable because Silver Dust had a similar past to her. She finally understood the bitterness of Silver Dust buried in her heart, and understood the deep despair he showed in the warehouse. She felt this despair, because she had also experienced some dark past, so she now had a burning feeling of anger and pain rolling in her body.

"Smack!" A heavy slap knocked Jia Yuanyuan to the ground, and the blood wrapped in two slightly yellowed teeth flew out five or six meters away.

"I'm beating you! I'm messing with you! What can you do? What can you do if you have the ability to enter the body eightefold or eighteen?" Zhang Mengmeng screamed as if she was venting. And Jia Yuanyuan, who fell, finally mustered all the courage in his body, and shouted at Zhang Mengmeng with his most threatening expression and the loudest and deterrent voice:

"Do you still dare to beat me? Are you not afraid that I won't be able to go back today, and my master will come back tomorrow? He is a great master in the distraction period! How dare you go against him in a small Peiyuan period?"

"I ...... What's wrong with me just beating you?The ranking of the Demon Wei Pavilion in the rivers and lakes is still ahead of the Iron Palm Gang!Your master is in the distraction period, and I feel that we are ......" Zhang Mengmeng was really frightened by Jia Yuanyuan's words for a second, but then she reacted, the master of the distraction period was an insurmountable mountain for herself, and for Elder Yun beside her, she might not be a character worth facing seriously.

Zhang Mengmeng immediately retorted back, but she didn't have a chance to finish her words, because a foot worn in an embroidered shoe had already landed on Jia Yuanyuan's face.

"Is Jia serious??A distracted little shrimp still dares to be arrogant in front of my Yun May?Why don't you say that your turtle-grandson-like head will stand up for you?" Elder Yun's voice was full of cruelty and slaughter, and Zhang Mengmeng even heard a sonorous metallic voice from her voice.

Jia Yuanyuan was silent, from night to morning, she kept making noise, and now it was finally quiet.

The sun rises completely at this moment, completely invisible behind the lead-like clouds. Today is destined to be an ordinary cloudy day. After a night of fierce fighting, the Mowei Pavilion buried the dead and treated the wounded, and all the remaining survivors rose with the dawn of the sky with new hopes, for the exploration plan in a few days, for the self who became a generation of demons in a few years, in order to get a lot of "settling-in money" in a few months to comfort their parents in the distance, in order to be strong enough to kill their relatives and friends in a few decades, the dog officials and bullies and landlords who were forced to death their relatives and friends were destroyed to avenge the revenge, in order to ...... Everything in the future, and the flesh and blood are desperately working hard, with sweat, blood, broken bones, internal injuries and even life, to chase the stars that are still far away, called the sun of hope.

However, for Jia Yuanyuan, this dawn that is gradually brightening, there is no hope, only despair.

She knew that the master would not come to save her, and what she had just done was just to scare Zhang Mengmeng, and she didn't want this former subordinate to continue to slap herself. She knew that Master Jia Zhengzheng was really like his name, a man and a demon, but behind his back, he forced her Jia Yuanyuan, and even forced all the female disciples to do that kind of embarrassing thing with him...... In the eyes of normal people, that is the best thing, after all, if you are a teacher for one day, you will be a father for life.

She Jia Yuanyuan, just couldn't bear that kind of humiliation, so she took the initiative to lead the elite of the younger generation of the Iron Palm Gang to attack the stronghold of the Demon Wei Pavilion, before the action, she did enough work according to the known information, from sneaking up in the middle of the night to suddenly attacking, to touching the room one by one, and even the final tongue-grabbing interrogation, but she didn't take into account that there were masters above the entry stage here, let alone that there would be an elder in the distraction period.

In her opinion, this stronghold of the Demon Pavilion, remote and desolate, without any important industries around, only one is two miles away, and she doesn't know whether she can reap the benefits of the so-called secret realm entrance, or the secret realm of the Blood Refining Sect, which is the most dangerous and most likely to lose all his money in the rumors, it can be said that the garrison value is quite low, and it is normal for the people of the Demon Pavilion to send a few real disciples to guard it, and it is a bit too much to send disciples, where did I think that the elders who I can't see at all on weekdays will appear here.

She didn't understand, and even if she did, it would be too late, because she relied on her appeal in the sect, on the great merits she described to her brothers and sisters, and on the small contribution she took, so that the most powerful and promising group of people in the younger generation of the Iron Palm Gang came here and became the captives of the Demon Pavilion, which is equivalent to saying that the future of the Iron Palm Gang was ruined in her own hands.

She couldn't just despair for herself, for the people who came with her, and for the sect. After such a heavy blow, there are very few disciples left in the Iron Palm Gang who have entered the realm of the body, and when the elders grow old in the future, without these people to support them, how will the disciples of the lower generations deal with themselves? When they hit the realm, they are afraid that they will not even be able to find a person who protects the Fa.

Therefore, when the gray light of the sky officially fell on her five-short, chubby figure, she despaired in the dawn and answered this dawn with a desperate silence.

This is the dawn of hope and the dawn of despair. Under the personal command of the Elder of the Distraction Period, the disciples of the Demon Pavilion, carrying the silent, godless Iron Palm Gang disciples, poured towards the most gloomy and terrifying dungeon in the stronghold, which had been emitting the smell of blood and scorching from morning to night. There, Yan Guiluo and his disciples had already set up eighteen kinds of torture tools and waited for a long time, and Yan Guiluo's hand had recently come out with an extra bone flute, and when he had nothing to do, he blew out a string of sawing legs, which was actually the calf bone of the Shengyang Sect disciple.

[Half a day later]

Night fell again, and Yinchen lay on the big bed, posing in a decadent big font, staring at the elegant beam in a daze.

Jia Yuanyuan of the Iron Palm Gang was taken to the torture hall, and there is no need to guess what happened to him, and this raid by the Iron Palm Gang was completely extinguished, after all, it is not a good idea for 76 people to deal with 2600 people.

Silver Dust has been transferred to a disciple's big house because of the performance he vomited last night. This room, which has a slightly more luxurious feeling, is twice as big as the disciple's room. The rafter pillars were also carved with simple flowing clouds, brass ornaments were finely carved, and in addition to a large bed, there were two wooden stools in the shape of papayas, and a small square coffee table, on which were placed one or two fresh porcelain cups.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]