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This is a tragedy that seems to have been predestined for a long time. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info is not only Duanmu Maniac himself, but for Wuyue Sect, such a peerless genius who has not been met for thousands of years has fallen like this, which is definitely an unbearable burden.

Whether the sect can be glorious, whether the blueprint built by the elders can be realized, all fell on him, how could he sink like this?

Many people persuaded Duanmu and wanted to enlighten him, including the sect leader Zhong Zhenyue, who also talked to him a few times, but this did not have the slightest effect.

His heart was dead, and it had become cold from the moment he left the sky to block the knife for him. You can not care about anything anymore, even life.

Perhaps, there is still such a woman in this world who can rejuvenate his soul, give warmth, and make his broken heart no longer lonely.

But now, Duanmu Crazy completely indulged himself and didn't listen to anyone's persuasion. He was drunk and depraved repeatedly, trying to atone for his sins in this way, and he no longer even valued his life.

"What I lost can never be recovered, and in this world, maybe there shouldn't be me at all. ”

It's just such a sentence that makes everyone silent. The heart is dead, it is a disease, but it cannot be cured, there is no good medicine.

Duanmu madness is drunk and dreams of death every day, and he is completely trapped in the sadness of leaving the hated sky, and it is difficult to extricate himself. He was unkempt all day, and nothing could catch his attention except wine.

And this also made him a laughing stock of the Wuyue Sect, and was made fun of by the disciples of the various sects. A person like Duanmu Mania, who was originally shrouded in various auras, once he loses his position, the aura on his head disappears, and he naturally suffers much more humiliation than ordinary people on weekdays, not to mention that he is now a drunkard and has become a waste in the eyes of others.

Now the situation in the Southern Wilderness is becoming more and more tense, because of the uneven distribution of resources, the smell of gunpowder between several major sects is getting stronger and stronger, although there is no big fight, but the small friction between each other is also constant.

The atmosphere in the entire Southern Wasteland was different, the exiled disciples of the various sects were no longer friendly to each other, and moreover, there were more disciples of various sects who came from afar from the sect and went to the wasteland to practice, and this place was no longer limited to exiled disciples.

With the arrival of these disciples of various sects and sects, contradictions are gradually breeding, sweeping the entire Southern Wilderness Fierce Plain. Usually everyone has any personal grievances, the disciples of each sect will meet to come out to fight, on the street, in various areas, you can see the scene of them competing with each other at any time, anyway, today I beat you, tomorrow you beat me, it's normal. Now that the Wuyue Sect has such a strange thing, it has naturally become the object of ridicule and bullying by the disciples of various sects.

Every day, as long as Duanmu Maniac goes out, he will always be unreasonably harassed by the disciples of other sects, and sometimes he will even be blocked on the street, suffering humiliation, even if he is beaten for no reason, it is also a common thing.

"Yo he...... Isn't this the drunkard from the Wuyue Sect? What's the matter? Which restaurant are you going to go to today?"

On this day, Duanmu went out to the restaurant as usual, but on the street, he was unfortunately blocked by a group of people.

This was a group of Flame Sect disciples, numbering about a dozen, all of them wearing lilac suits. It can be seen that on the left chest of the people they are wearing strong suits, there is a silver-white flame embroidered, which is the symbol of the core disciples of the Flame Gate, which is a group of core disciples of the Flame Gate.

They were originally wandering the streets, but after discovering the traces of Duanmu Mania, they all rushed over quickly as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and surrounded Duanmu Maniac in groups. And, on their faces, there was a wanton sneer.

Duanmu Mad's eyes were blank, but he glanced at them lightly with those eyes that were almost out of focus, and then ignored them.

He didn't answer, and walked towards the gap in the crowd, trying to get out of here.

But it was obvious that these core disciples of the Flame Gate would not let him go so easily, and more than a dozen people were caught in a group, forcing him into a corner of the street.

The group of Flame Gate disciples in front of him is one of the people who usually make things difficult and beat Duanmu Mania, the Flame Gate and Wuyue Sect have always been incompatible, as long as these people encounter Duanmu Maniac on weekdays, they will definitely repair him fiercely. Moreover, Duanmu is crazy and does not fight back when he scolds, which fuels the arrogance of these people even more.

"Smack!"

A Flame Gate disciple shot out directly, stretched out his big fan-like palm and slapped Duanmu Maniac in the face, with a loud impact.

He was fat, his shot was very heavy, and the brilliance of vitality lit up, and he slapped Duanmu Maniac to the ground.

"Boy, are you deaf or dumb? Didn't you hear our Senior Brother Pan ask you?" The Flame Sect disciple was still angry, dragged his fat body forward, and kicked a few more times before shouting.

Then, he was very courteous, and showed a flattering smile to a disciple of the Flame Gate who seemed to be the leader, a pair of little mung bean eyes were about to be squeezed into a ball with the fat on his face, and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Pan, you see this kid is a cheap bone, dumb, we have beaten him so many times, and he can't speak." ”

"Hmph, if you don't speak, you will hit him to speak, isn't he just a drunkard, a waste, and dare to be tough with us?" Senior Brother Pan, who was in the lead, snorted coldly, strode forward, and stepped on Duanmu Mania's backbone.

Click!

The sound of broken bones sounded, Senior Brother Pan squatted down, pulled Duanmu Mad's hair, pulled his head up, and shouted, "Boy, do you remember Nanming City? Do you know who the person you injured was at the beginning?"

At that time, Duanmu was drinking with the senior brothers of the Wuyue Sect in Nanming City, and he had been provoked by several disciples of the Flame Gate, and he shot out angrily and disabled a disciple of the Flame Gate named Senior Brother Cai. And Senior Brother Pan in front of him obviously has a deep relationship with that Senior Brother Cai, which is also the reason why he often gathers crowds to surround Duanmu Mania.

"Tell you, he is my cousin, such a cheerful and lively young man, just because of you waste, his whole life has been ruined. "Senior Brother Pan originally had a handsome face, but at this time, his face was so gloomy that he could drip water, which was extremely hideous and terrifying.

The Flame Gate disciple named Senior Brother Cai, that is, his cousin, was blasted by Duanmu Maniac with the Seven Killing Fist to crack his liver, and after learning that there was no hope of healing, he couldn't bear the blow of becoming a waste, and he broke off on his own not long after returning to the Flame Gate.

This is a very heavy blow to Senior Brother Pan, he grew up with Senior Brother Cai since he was a child, and worshiped the Flame Gate together, and the relationship between the two is very good. Now facing Duanmu Madness, the culprit who indirectly killed Senior Brother Cai, he will not be polite.

"Aren't you very good at fighting, talk to me, get me up. He dragged Duanmu's head and slammed it into the ground like crazy, "knock", "knock", "knock".

However, Senior Brother Pan was soon disappointed, and no matter how he slapped him, Duanmu Madness never said a word. Blood stained his hair red, streaked across his face, and the left side of his face, which had been slapped before, was swollen and swollen, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

"Damn, you're a piece of shit, aren't you? Come over to me, beat me to death, and I'll be responsible for killing this waste. Senior Brother Pan was vicious, he was directly ruthless, kicked Duanmu madness a few times, and beckoned the others to do it together.

Knock knock!

All the Flame Gate disciples rushed over at once, punching and kicking Duanmu Mania, and they giggled and moved together, completely treating Duanmu Mania as a human flesh sandbag. All kinds of beating postures appeared on them one after another, raining down on Duanmu Maniac's body, and bursting out with bursts of sound like beating drums.

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