Fu Heng smiled miserably: "How can I not know the kindness of Deacon Bai, but my parents have not been there since I was a child, and it was Uncle Ju who raised me, and now he still has a glimmer of life, how can I abandon him, and please let my uncle and nephew go, I will definitely find a way to relieve the evil spirit." ”

Living in the Eastern Wilderness, everyone has experienced this kind of scene to a greater or lesser extent, even if they are not close relatives, they can feel this helplessness and pain and that deep despair. Weber is jealous and hateful, but his heart is also fleshy, so when he saw Bai Luo come out, he stepped aside and let him deal with it, wouldn't it be better if he could have a happy ending.

Bai Luo was indeed still working hard, he said to Fu Hengyan: "We can understand your feelings, but don't deceive yourself anymore, I told you on the road that demonization is irreversible, and demons are dead people, even if you find a way to relieve the evil spirit, Fu Lao can't save it." ”

Fu Heng's eyes were even more sad, the sword in his hand was clenched tightly, tightened and loosened, since his uncle had signs of alienation, he had gotten all the demonized information between side knocks and side blows, how could he not know that what Bai Luo said was the truth, but knowing it was a matter of one thing, and whether he could really let go of it was another matter.

Chen An secretly screamed badly, the hesitation in Fu Heng's eyes at this time fully expressed that he had already moved, if he really let Bai Luo recruit him, then wouldn't this fight be unbeatable, and if he couldn't fight, what kind of prestige would he have.

So he rolled his eyes, and quietly approached Wei Hui, who was in a state of watching the play at the beginning, and said: "Deacon Wei, don't be careless, the target at this time is the most emotionally unstable, and we may not be able to control him in case of enchantment." ”

Wei Hui's face was disdainful, four high-grade, more than a dozen medium-grade, plus hundreds of city guards who were almost armed to the teeth with various high-attack weapons, this lineup could go hunting disaster-level demons, and now this can only be regarded as a small scene, even if Fu Heng's emotions are out of control and demonized, he and others can suppress one body.

This Jun Yueyi is a newcomer, and he doesn't know how strong the force of the Twelve Cities is, so he is even worried about this small scene. Wei Hui pondered that it would be good to make a good relationship by saying two words to appease Chen An, after all, the Gaoyang clan in Qingfu City is a big family, and it is not wrong to leave some affection.

But before he could say any comforting words, he heard Chen An continue: "There is no shortage of people killed by the demon and ghost, but there is almost no resistance to be killed, you can imagine the strength of the demon, but it is such a strong demon, but it is controlled by Fu Heng in front of him, and his person can be absolutely extraordinary, so if he is out of control, he must be careful, it is best to ask Deacon Xiaoyu everyone, so that the brothers behind him can also be prepared to avoid casualties." And even if he is recruited by Deacon White in the end, he can't take it lightly, once there is a case, it will be a loss that everyone can't afford. ”

Chen An's words, interpreted from the beginning to the back, are all good words, not half of the instigating words, from Shen Lin's point of view, I feel that he is as careful as a hair, and has a good character, and secretly examines his evaluation of his cold personality is biased, and feels that he may be a little indifferent on the outside, but he is still very kind on the inside.

It's just that Shen Lin still feels that something is wrong, although he can't hear the heart sounds of high-grade powerhouses, but the emotional changes of everyone can still be sensed. Wei Hui on the side obviously listened to Chen An's seemingly completely kind words, his eyes became gloomy, and his emotions became deep.

Indeed, Chen An's previous warning words were blowing in Huihui's ears like the wind in his ears, and the only trace left was this sentence - "I was recruited by Deacon Bai." ”

This Fu Heng can restrain such a powerful demon and ghost, at least it is a high grade, but so what? Being surrounded by so many city guards holding mysterious weapons, Chaopin also has to kneel.

It's just that if a person can reach the level of high grade in such a short period of time, his potential must be very terrifying, and he may not be able to try to hit a higher level in the future. Jinglancheng Gaoyang's clan was originally because of the same clan's reasons, and was strongly supported by the Gaoyang clan of Qingfu City, and there was a faint tendency to overpower the other four in the same city. No, he must not be allowed to succeed in soliciting, he can't get it, and others can't think about it.

Looking at the gradually mysterious expression of Wei Hui and the hands behind his back that kept whispering to the back of Zhongpin and the city guards, Chen An knew that his goal had been achieved again. At that time, he learned that torture is not only based on cruel torture tools, but more importantly, it is more important to tackle psychological problems, and words that often point directly at people's hearts are more commonly used than bloody torture tools.

If he had said those words to Weber, who had just said to a tendon, it would have no effect at all, but the object was replaced by Weihui, and the effect was surprisingly good.

Bang......

A loud bang interrupted Fu Heng's hesitation, he instantly understood what had happened, his eyes were bloodshot with anger, he glared at the five people on the wall fiercely, and reflexively retreated into the room.

"Huihui," Bai Luo was stunned at first, but immediately understood what was going on, and turned to Huihui angrily.

Wei Hui had already had a draft, and he didn't frighten him at all, and replied when he heard the voice: "Colluding with demons is a felony, and it should be the punishment of the flowing glacier, or that Deacon Bai wants to violate the family law set by the ancestors." "There are no laws in the Twelve Liancheng, and all that binds them are various covenants and ancestral family laws, including collusion with demons.

Demons and demons such as demons and demons have wisdom, and many times they grasp human beings and do not first absorb the source but follow the path to obtain more origin of living beings. In the face of life and death, few people can control themselves, and they want to live a little longer knowing that they will die, so there are not a few human beings who have become demon leaders. Even if such a person is lucky enough to return to the city-state in the end, he should be severely punished according to the ancestral family law. However, the population of the Twelve Cities is sparse, so there is no death penalty, and the most serious thing is the great glacier exiled to the far north and left to fend for itself, so Wei Hui said this.

Bai Luo had the heart to argue, but it was too late to say anything now, so he could only sigh fiercely and jump off the courtyard wall first, rushing towards the main hall, Chen An and the others followed.

When they arrived, the battle in the main hall had already begun, two of the five middle grades who had rushed in from the back wall had already lay down, and the remaining three fled in confusion in the brilliant sword light.

High grade!

In the Eastern Wilderness, there is no frontal combat power without supernatural powers, and there is almost no difference between the fifth-grade mysticians and the five-rank sergeants of the Great Cadres in terms of frontal combat power, and even because the Great Cadres are full-time soldiers, the secret magicians of the same rank are even inferior. Only when the mystic master performs the secret art with full preparation can he reach the high-grade soldiers and even celestial warriors of the great dry.

And when the level of the mystic master reaches the level of high grade, the frontal combat power will soar, which is far from being comparable to the enlightened masters of the first and second grades among the great cadres, and its frontal combat power will be close to that of the celestial warriors. The reason for this is that at this stage, the mystic master can already cultivate supernatural powers, and with the power of supernatural powers, he can completely resist the celestial phenomena that exist inhumanly.

If those five middle grades were prepared, they would have been able to find an opportunity to perform the secret arts, and the outcome of the battle was still unknown, but all the way from the mining area, how could Fu Heng, who knew the terrible nature of the secret magician, make such a mistake, and only made a decisive move before he had just come in and figured out the situation, and the remaining three were also left and right, and they had no chance to use the secret technique at all.

Bai Luo had regret in his eyes, it was one thing to guess, and it was another thing to see it with his own eyes, such a young and talented genius missed the Gao Yang clan just for a strange reason, and that feeling was really not enough to be humane to the outside world.

However, Wei Hui on the side felt that his decision was extremely correct, he achieved high quality so quickly, if he really let him be recruited by Gao Yang's family, in less than ten years, how could he still have a foothold for himself and others.

This is also Weber's purest mind, seeing that the situation is urgent, he doesn't have time to think about it at all, and takes the lead.

Every step he took out, his figure was tall, and when he came to the white figure close, he had become a giant with a height of nearly two feet, he clasped his hands into fists, raised it high above his head to reach the highest point, and smashed down towards Fu Heng in front of him.

At the same time, purple runes appeared on his bare skin, which were extremely textured and indestructible.

Fu Heng noticed it when the five of them entered the door, and the strong sadness in his eyes instantly became cold and firm.

The continuous sword momentum was already entangled with the three middle grades, and at this time, the sword momentum was stacked and condensed like a mountain, and the three of them were suddenly shocked out and lost the strength to fight again, and then he circled back the long sword and took Webb's blow.

With a bang, the fists and swords intersected, and Fu Heng was directly smashed upside down, breaking through the wall behind him and falling into the inner room.

Webber was stunned for a moment, and then became angry, there was no strength on the sword just now, obviously the other party was using his strength to escape, he first shouted at the two middle grades who had just penetrated from the hole in the back wall: "Chase me." At the same time, he didn't stop himself, and chased after him directly, and Chen An and the others followed closely and came to the back room.

At this time, it was the middle of the night, the blood moon was hanging high, and the crimson moonlight was shining from the window, reflecting everything in the house, and the scene in the house was presented to everyone.

Fu Heng stood in front of a bed, tying a wrapped and cicada-like body to his back, and when he saw a few people chasing after him, he didn't entangle, and ran straight to the window on the other side.

At this time, Bai Luo could no longer relent, he sighed, his body turned into a white smoke, disappeared directly in place, and suddenly appeared in front of Fu Heng. Fu Heng saw that it was him, and hesitated for a moment, but he only made a decision in an instant.

The long sword lit up with uncertain sword rays that were caught under his ribs and slammed towards Bai Luo with all his might.

Bai Luo faced the edge, he was not afraid, he didn't know when there was a ball of yarn in his hand, he raised his hand and pressed it to his chest, the ball of thread suddenly exploded, stretching out countless branches and whiskers wrapped around his body, and a hollow armor was woven between breaths.

Fu Heng didn't care about it, with the help of his body momentum, arm span stabbing, and long sword delivery, the swordsmanship no longer had the ingenious meaning of the elves, but was full of power like a knight's charge. The sharp intent on his long sword was all hidden, but it rose bluntly, more like a heavy hammer swing, smashing into Bai Luo's chest.

The cuirass made of countless silk threads took this blow, and a white light lit up, and the white light divided the silk strips, scattered along the lines of the silk threads, and turned into invisible, canceling out the huge force one after another.