Hula!

The scenery on both sides receded rapidly.

"Daddy, you're walking too fast!" Tianyun'er followed her father's footsteps, but she could only see her father's back when she used her strength to breastfeed.

This filled her heart with admiration for her father, and don't forget, he still had a person on his back.

"Daughter, hurry up and go, it's too late!" The voice of the white-clothed Xiushi came from afar, "There are still two hundred miles, and we will reach the Kongyang Sect!" ”

……

The long mountain road steps used to be so familiar, how many times did Lin Feng go back and forth on this road for most of the past half a year.

But now, stepping on this mountain road again, it is so unfamiliar.

There was an oppressive and dreary atmosphere in the mountains, and there was a faint smell of rancidity. This breath came from Fang Qingyu, or, someone else.

"Stop, don't stop, I'll do it!" Liu Bei suddenly appeared in front of him and scolded loudly.

Hmm, the performance is a bit exaggerated, staring, so fake.

Lin Feng waved his hand, and an orange streamer was like a spirit snake, rushing towards him with a bang. Oh, a little off, hitting the rock beside him, and turning to powder with a thud.

"Ahh I'm not your opponent! Almost at the same time as Lin Feng raised his hand, Liu Bei covered his chest, slowly fell down, rolled against the mountain wall twice, and when he raised his head again, it was actually bleeding from seven orifices.

But why is there a smell of tomatoes in the air?

If it weren't for Lin Feng's really bad mood, he really couldn't help but laugh.

Liu Bei rolled to Lin Feng, hugged his legs, raised his head and whispered: "Senior brother, Xiao San, they are on the southeast peak, all of them are there." ”

Lin Feng glanced at him gratefully.

"Punch me, or you'll die!" Liu Beidao.

Needless to say, Lin Feng swung his fist and bang, Liu Bei's eyes went black and he fainted.

"It's so ruthless! Light, light~" Before fainting, he still wailed.

Lin Feng rushed forward, and after a few steps, another person jumped out, this time it was Senior Brother Duan.

"Phew! Bold traitor, how dare you come back? Get lost! He was full of inspiration and murderous, but those eyes couldn't deceive people.

Senior Brother Duan glared at him while snorting at him, trying to persuade Lin Feng to turn back and flee as soon as possible. Ahead, but a net was laid for him.

Lin Feng was silent and rushed wildly.

The two fought, and after three moves, Senior Brother Duan suddenly turned over and fell off the cliff. This move shocked even Lin Feng, but looking at the depth of this cliff and thinking about Senior Brother Duan's strength, he was relieved.

After he left, Senior Brother Duan hung on his waist, and his heart was entangled: "Can I only help him get here?" I really want to fight alongside him. ”

Next, the True Transmission disciples appeared almost one by one, but Wu Side was nowhere to be seen. Of course, everyone is releasing water.

However, without seeing Wu Side, Lin Feng really had a bad premonition in his heart.

This guy is too Geng, shouldn't he already be on the same page as the sect?

Thinking of these good brothers in the past, he was full of emotion. At the critical moment, they helped themselves. You must know that both Liu Bei and Senior Brother Duan grew up in the sect since childhood, and they have a strong sense of belonging to the sect. It is not easy to be so yin and yang.

Lin Feng was the most reluctant to involve others because of himself.

The wind was blowing, and Lin Feng's mind was immediately occupied by the whereabouts of the unknown people.

The southeast peak was soon reached, and as soon as he stepped onto the top, he saw people on both sides. Almost all the inner and outer disciples, the disciples of the Torture Hall, as well as the deacons and elders, are here.

As soon as Lin Feng appeared, he became the focus of attention.

"Lin Feng, do you still have the face to come back?" The speaker was the new deacon of Southeast Peak who had been slapped in the face by Lin Feng.

"Fuck off, dogs don't have the right to bark here!" Lin Feng's face was gloomy, and his body was covered with a faint orange light.

"You!"

The deacon's face turned blue with anger, but he couldn't help but take a few steps back, the aura on Lin Feng's body was too powerful, like a swarthy giant peak, and like a fierce high-level demon beast. If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people staring here, he would have wanted to turn around and run away.

"Lin Feng!" The Fifth Elder spoke, "Don't go too far, now obediently follow me to see the Sect Master, and explain the explanation clearly, and it will be fine." ”

"Huh." Lin Feng smiled faintly, in addition to killing Li Xinquan, he wondered if he had poured other dirty water on his head.

Today's Kongyang Sect is no longer the Kongyang Sect of the past, it is full of evil atmosphere, and these disciples and elders look extremely haggard and pitiful.

Lin Feng clenched his fists, and with a buzz, the bee flew in front of him, and there was a black glow.

……

"Get out of the way!" Madame Orange's face was sallow, and her eyes were cold and desperate. She had a sword in her hand, and her whole body was trembling.

Powerful spiritual power permeated her whole body, and she couldn't wait to tear the man in front of her, the man she had loved for half her life, to shreds.

There is nothing more heart-wrenching than a mother who is unable to do anything about her child suffering.

Yue Zicheng stood in front of his wife: "I said, go back!" ”

"Yue Zicheng, you're a madman!" Mrs. Orange's beautiful eyes were drowned in tears, she looked at her husband incredulously and angrily, and her jaw trembled as she spoke, "It's your daughter inside!" ”

Yue Zicheng's face was expressionless: "I will solve this matter, besides, my daughter has already been married to Fang Qingyu, and sooner or later it will be his person......"

"How can you say such a thing?" Madame Orange was extremely desperate, her daughter's frightened screams came from the embroidery building, she was anxious and angry, and the long sword was horizontal, and a sharp sword qi wave swung out, increasing again and again in the air, cutting into Yue Zicheng's chest.

Yue Zicheng was still expressionless, and he didn't care about the powerful sword under his wife's anger.

The sword qi approached in the blink of an eye, and he just waved the sleeves of his robe and reduced it to nothing.

"You go to sleep first." Yue Zicheng's face was cold, and he slapped his palm, and the palm wind turned into a raging wave, hitting his wife's shoulder.

Mrs. Orange flew out diagonally like a boat in a storm, spurting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and looking at her husband's eyes, her heart was like ashes.

"When did he become so powerful? When did he lose his humanity? He is no longer the funny and tender man who loves me and my daughter. When she passed out, Lady Orange was extremely sad.

The left half of Yue Zicheng's face suddenly turned dark green, and the tendons and blood vessels burst out, which was extremely ugly. The other half is still the same, clean and soft.

He watched his wife about to land, burst forward, and went to catch it with both hands. But after catching it, his left hand grabbed his wife's throat violently, but his right hand was desperately rescued.

The embroidery building is the embroidery building of the only daughter of Yuezicheng, all the time, the daughter is his heart, and this place is a holy place, except for him, no other man has set foot in it.

However, Fang Qingyu was in the room at the moment.

Inside the house, the silk was all over the ground, and the clothes were like twists.

Fang Qingyu was half-bodyed, wrapped in a quilt from the waist down. He stepped off the couch with his hair disheveled, his body stiff. Like Yue Zicheng, half of his face was dark green, his skin and flesh were turned over, his tendons and blood vessels burst out, and even his eyeballs were about to protrude from his sockets.

It's just that he's on the right.

A shriveled arm hung down and hung down at the side of the bed, skinny and lifeless.

Fang Qingyu glanced back and let out a sneer.

The door opened, and Yue Zicheng walked in expressionlessly: "How?" ”

"Not bad." Fang Qingyu said.

Both of them have very peculiar voices, as if they have two vocal cords in their throats, high and low, thick and thin.

"Go ahead, he's already at the southeast peak." Yue Zicheng said, "You'd better take away his strength, otherwise there will be endless troubles, and he will grow too fast." ”

"Heh~" Fang Qingyu smiled contemptuously, on tiptoe, his body swept up like a frightened flood, and when he passed by the door, he grabbed it with both hands, and his clothes flew into his palm from the hanger.

"Yue Zicheng, you'd better take care of your ignorance, otherwise, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life." The wind sent Fang Qingyu's domineering and cold voice.

Yue Zicheng was silent, and a touch of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

(End of chapter)