The magical barrier of the inner city slowly dissipated, and the obsidian gates were opened. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Bai Feng stood beside the moon crown, quietly looking at this familiar world. This is the picture that has lingered in Bai Feng's dream for many years, the rising sun in the east, the sea of corpses and blood, he slowly entered from the stone road of the west gate, this time he is not a hostage, but a conqueror from Lingfeng City.

The face of the magic soul behind the city gate was pale, and there was a long line of mages neatly standing behind him. As the obsidian city gate slowly opened, the bloody wind blew on their faces, and they saw that the familiar tall military camp in the outer city had been reduced to yellow sand, and the ground was solidified with dried black blood, and the broken bones of people were unbearable, and no one cared about the violent corpse world.

The gaze of the magic soul fell on Bai Feng, the dark red mask, the long hair cemented with stained blood, the broken magic robe, the miserable white bone arms, and the bloody body made him tremble. And next to Bai Feng was a beautiful girl, which was in stark contrast to him. The girl's robe fluttered, her eyes were cold, and her expressionless face was like a quiet lily. On the other side, there is a comrade-in-arms he is very familiar with, and the greatest hero who peacefully unlocks the enchantment.

"You ...... Surrendered. The last of the Black Devil's defending soul looked at his comrades who had betrayed him, and slowly spit out these words.

The two of them stood behind Bai Feng, their faces were as pale as earth, their eyes were full of despair and exhaustion, they lowered their heads, and they didn't seem to have the strength to make a sound.

The moon crown walked up, stood under the towering city walls, and looked up at the countless mages guarding the city. The mages had long been ready for battle, and in the light of the day, they began to tremble, as if it was not a golden light that sprinkled on them, but a biting cold wind.

"It's over. The voice of the moon crown was soft, mixed with the spring breeze of the black devil, flowing among the green grass of the inner city.

"The war is over. Yue Mian re-expressed what she hadn't said clearly, and slowly walked in front of the Guardian Soul of the City, reaching out and putting her hand on his shoulder.

The magic soul immediately grabbed the saber at his waist and glared at the smiling girl. The girl's smile was pure, as if trying to calm him down.

"Put down your arms, no one will die. ”

The voice of the moon crown was very soft, and to the ears of the Dharma Soul, it was like a friend who had never seen before, and they had a polite conversation when they suddenly met. He gritted his teeth, and the gazes of countless dark mages immediately converged on him, and he felt in despair that those gazes were filled with anticipation. In the distance in front of him, there were corpses covered with hell.

Overwhelmed by the pain, he drew his saber haphazardly.

The moon crown did not move, but looked at him quietly, and her eyes became cold. Not far away, a terrifying aura of slaughter loomed, a breeze wrapped around the white maple, and the spreading sense of fear devastated the spirit of the black mage.

As a warrior of the Black Devil, it is an honor to swear not to surrender, but as the soul of the Black Devil's guardian of the city, he guards millions of innocent citizens behind him.

Under the compelling gaze of the moon crown, the law soul suddenly burst into tears. He slowly opened his hand, and the saber fell to the ground. He didn't expect that the Black Demon City would really be broken one day, and it would be lost in his own hands. The feeling of suffocation swept over him, and he fell to his knees, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Seeing that the magic soul gave up resistance, the crowds of mages behind him were liberated, and countless hands with double seals hung down one after another, and the entire city fell silent.

The Dark Devil surrendered.

Yue Mian looked back and smiled, and his face froze Bai Feng, and the excited wind tore Bai Feng's broken sleeves, and he didn't even notice it. Fortunately, Bai Feng's embarrassment was covered by the mask, and by the time he reacted, the moon crown had already stepped into the inner city, and on the city wall, the military flag of the Black Demon City was lowered.

The Black Demon City fell like this, but Bai Feng did not have the ecstasy he imagined.

Six years ago, when the Black Magic God attacked Lingfeng City, the whole city bowed to the feet of the Dharma God Saleng and the Dharma Holy Sword Curse, and only Bai Feng himself stood high above the main hall of Lingfeng City, and after that, the Dharma God suddenly stretched out his index finger and pointed at him from afar. At that time, he was determined that one day, he would make the people of the Black Magic City bow to him in the same way.

For this day, Bai Feng paid unimaginable blood and sweat, but in the end, it was so cold.

Only the moment he killed the sword curse, Bai Feng had an electrocution-like pleasure, and now, he actually felt bored, boring city, boring stories, boring people.

Bai Feng stretched out his palm, rubbed the scattered hair back behind his head, and followed the moon crown into the Black Magic City.

Surrounded by towering buildings, Yellowstone and Obsidian dominate the city's colors, adorned with precious gemstones. Bai Feng and Yuemian walked side by side on the street, and behind them were the three surrendered Dharma Souls and a dozen Dharma Kings. The inhabitants of the city knew what was happening, and they either stood on the sides of the street or hid in front of the windows of tall buildings, quietly watching the people passing by along the street. Perhaps no one thought that this impregnable city would be easily taken down by two people in a morning, and the glory and glory of the Black Demon City would disappear from then on.

In the temple of the god of black magic, the moon crown met the nobles of the city, they knelt at the foot of the moon crown, announced the surrender of the black magic city, and then on the central flagpole of the black magic city, the wolf-headed military flag of worshipping blood floated.

There are a lot of things that need to be dealt with after surrendering, Yue Mian sat alone in the main hall, and ordered the dark demon nobleman in front of him with an expressionless face, Bai Feng felt bored, so he left the main hall and found the place where he once lived.

The buildings here are still the same as they were many years ago, but the flowers and plants are unrecognizable. Bai Feng found the room he had lived in, pushed the door in, and the neatness inside surprised Bai Feng a little.

The furniture is still very simple, and many of the things given by Bai Yu are in place. There was no change in this room, and Bai Feng was instantly swept into the whirlpool of memories.

The house was neat and clean, and he must have changed owners after he left, but what Bai Feng didn't expect was why everything here hadn't changed?

Bai Feng walked into the inner room, and sure enough, he saw a person hiding in the corner, he was squatting behind the bed, and when he was found, his expression was frightened, and he couldn't take his eyes off Bai Feng.

Bai Feng walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, and carefully looked at the man who was dominated by fear.

The man shuddered incessantly, and he saw a bloodied man sitting in front of him with a terrifying mask, and the arm of his right hand was gone, replaced by slender and strange white bones.

"Little copper. Bai Feng recognized him and called lightly.

The man was a little surprised, he opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound.

So Bai Feng took off his mask, his big and distinct facial features were revealed, and there was a shallow smile under his handsome appearance.

"White ...... Bai Feng Gongzi?!" Xiao Tong's voice was weak, and the tight vocal cords made his voice weird.

"Long time no see. The corners of Bai Feng's mouth were slanted, and he still smiled with the familiar smile of many years ago, arrogant and conceited.

Xiao Tong froze in the corner, and after a while, his body slid down the wall and sat on the ground in collapse. Bai Feng looked at his eyes quietly, and after looking at each other for a while, Xiao Tong suddenly left tears, slowly stretched out his arms, hugged his shoulders and cried.