Chapter 84: The Demon Cultists (I)

Yan Feng and Xiao Ruoyu returned to the inn at the bottom of the mountain, and the two of them did not speak all the way, silent.

Although they have been telling themselves in their hearts that they must believe that Li Tianao will live, they have a feeling that something is wrong in their hearts!

"Can you really survive jumping off a cliff more than a dozen feet high?"

They don't know and don't dare to guess!

"Yan Feng, are you awake? Hurry up and eat." In the early morning, a beautiful voice penetrated Yan Feng's room, causing his still somewhat drowsy mind to become clear.

A smile appeared on his face, this time even Yan Feng didn't know why he was smiling. The moment Xiao Ruoyu asked him to eat, he felt unusually happy and happy!

has not yet gotten rid of the worries about Li Tianao and the others, only Xiao Ruoyu can make Yan Feng forget these for a short time. For him, the happiest thing on the Soul Cliff was not to end the duel with Li Tianao, but to realize his feelings for Xiao Ruoyu.

He wanted to make this feeling strong and stand out from the crowd. Let this feeling completely transcend the feelings in your heart about other things, and let yourself treat it with all your energy.

Yan Feng is Yan Feng, and he also has his own personality. When he encounters something that interests him, he will put all his effort into dealing with it and feeling it.

The door slowly opened, and I saw the pretty face that made my heart surge. I don't know what's going on, although I have already faced up to my feelings, but when I see this pretty face again, Yan Feng is always a little nervous!

Obviously, it was natural to be with her before, why did she become a little nervous and restrained after facing up to her feelings?

"Miss Xiao", Yan Feng somewhat concealed the nervousness in her heart, and smiled at Xiao Ruoyu very gently.

Xiao Ruoyu raised her eyebrows: "What do you call me?"

Yan Feng remembered the moment he was on the Falling Soul Cliff before, and the moment when he finally called out Xiao Ruoyu's name. He only felt very strange at that time, he seemed to be very nervous and excited, but he was also a little relieved and happy.

He knew he longed for that name!

With a slightly embarrassed expression, he scratched his head lightly and said quietly: "Ruoyu"!

As soon as this sentence came out, he noticed that Xiao Ruoyu's face turned red all of a sudden, but there was a little excitement and indescribable joy in his eyes, and he chuckled and pulled Yan Feng downstairs.

The meal in the morning was very bland, but the two of them had a good time. It wasn't the plain meal that made them happy, but the hearts of the two of them!

From last night to now, several hours have passed, but Li Tianao and Ziyin have not appeared.

Yan Feng didn't go to them, he was a little scared, afraid that his worries would happen. So he had been waiting for Li Tianao to appear one day, and he didn't go to him.

The town was as ordinary as ever, waking up in the morning and having breakfast. Then it starts a busy day, working hard for your home.

The market is full of people and noisy, and everyone is used to it. Strive to live your own life, and strive to live your life to the fullest. But everyone doesn't know what their future holds, what things will happen, what difficulties, what disasters will happen.

Everything, only they go down step by step, little by little.

Yan Feng and Xiao Ruoyu wandered in the market, wandering purposelessly. Shoulder to shoulder, walk the streets of the town together. They didn't hold each other's hands, but the intimacy of being side by side has invisibly informed the people around them about their relationship!

The people around them looked at the two of them with a slight strange gaze, and in their time, such intimate closeness was not common. But Yan Feng didn't care about other people's eyes, and Xiao Ruoyu didn't care either.

As she walked, Xiao Ruoyu suddenly stopped. His body trembled slightly, and his eyes were fixed in a certain direction.

Yan Feng noticed her appearance and was slightly surprised. Following Xiao Ruoyu's gaze, I saw five or six twenty or thirty-year-old men walking in the market. Their appearance is extremely ordinary, and there is nothing to attract the attention of others.

Five or six big men walking together on the road should not cause concern.

"What's wrong?" Yan Feng quietly raised his left hand and gently put it on Xiao Ruoyu's shoulder, revealing his concern to him.

The warmth on her shoulders calmed Xiao Ruoyu's trembling body. Raise your left hand as well and hold the hand on your shoulder with your backhand. The tone was a little low: "Those people are from the Demon Sect"!

When Yan Feng heard the word Demon Sect, he couldn't help frowning, "Hmm"? Then there was a pause, and then he asked, "How did you see that?"

Xiao Ruoyu didn't look at Yan Feng, just stared at the big men walking on the street, for fear that they would disappear in front of her eyes in the next moment.

"Although the clothes they wear are no different from ordinary people, each of them has a special mark on their clothes. That mark represents the followers of the Demon Cult, and each mark is different, marking their status in the Demon Cult. ”

As he spoke, he snorted with some disdain, and said, "Looking at these people, the highest status is only a captain level. The few people behind him should be his brothers. ”

Yan Feng listened to Xiao Ruoyu's explanation, silent, and did not say a word. He didn't know what to say, but through what Chen Ting told him before, he knew about Xiao Ruoyu. She is the princess of the Demon Cult, and her father is the leader of the Demon Cult.

Now the Demon Cult has changed hands, and her father has been killed by the current leader. This sect leader is her enemy, and the demon cultists who appear here now are definitely the current sect leader's subordinates.

What is Xiao Ruoyu's mood now, and what is she thinking? No one knows, not even Yan Feng.

Yan Feng once asked Xiao Ruoyu who killed his father and who his enemy was, although with Yan Feng's character, he couldn't help Xiao Ruoyu kill him, but when Xiao Ruoyu was ready to take revenge, he would definitely protect her.

However, when she asked this question, Xiao Ruoyu seemed a little hesitant, her expression was a little complicated, and she never told Yan Feng the answer.

Thinking about it, Yan Feng's other hand holding the jade flute also rested on her shoulder, which made Xiao Ruoyu tremble again!

Turning his head, he glanced at Yan Feng gently. The expression on his face was very relaxed, indicating that Yan Feng had no problem with himself. Then he turned his head and stared at the demon cultists.

Yan Feng had heard the master talk about the Demon Sect, and at the beginning, there was only the Central Plains Martial Arts in the rivers and lakes, and there was no Demon Sect. At that time, the Central Plains martial arts were much stronger than they are now, and each sect and faction were very powerful.

I just don't know when an unknown disciple of a certain sect was expelled from the sect because of some mistakes. He was born with a strange and withdrawn personality, and after being expelled from the school, he became even more distorted.

Running alone to the far west, he was never heard from again, and everyone thought he was dead. And by the time he reappeared in people's field of vision, he had already claimed to have established a sect and vowed to defeat the Central Plains Martial Arts to avenge himself.

It's just that although his martial arts were very powerful at that time, none of the sects took him seriously. The establishment of a sect requires the accumulation of time, martial arts, and temperament must withstand tempering, and it also requires great wealth.

It was impossible to complete it under his situation at that time, but after many years, he and his sect grew up under the astonished gaze of the Jianghu people, and attracted the attention of many major sects.

His approach is simple, anyone can join his sect, no matter who they are. At first, all he received was scolding and ridicule, and no one thought he would succeed. But as time went on, more and more surprises rang out!

The rivers and lakes will never stop competing, otherwise they will not be rivers and lakes, and the world will never stop injustice, otherwise it will not be called society.

Every person who has been expelled by his own sect, every person who has made enemies that he can't deal with, every ordinary person who can't survive. They have joined the Demon Cult and increased their power. The most basic reason why they are strong is simple, only three words, no lower limit.

It is these three words, although the sect of the Central Plains martial arts is very powerful. But they also have some shortcomings, recruiting only people with potential and stamina. Once you join their sect, no matter what you have done, no matter what martial arts you have learned, you must forget to learn it from scratch.

In this way, we can really achieve excellence, but unfortunately the number of people is too small. Even the most powerful sect at that time numbered only a few hundred!

The Demon Cult is different, it is a refuge for everyone, and anyone can join it. There are no martial arts restrictions, no moral restrictions. Although they are far inferior to the Central Plains Martial Arts in terms of elites, they are far superior to them in terms of numbers.

On the day the sect was founded, a believer asked for the name of the sect. The man said, 'What's the use of a good name, no matter how high-sounding a name is, it can't hide that depraved and shameless heart.' In our sect, everything is the most true brother, there is no hypocrisy, there is no gentleman. This is the devil and the monster on the rivers and lakes, and it is evil. That's why our sect is called the Demon Sect. 』

And that person is the first leader of the Demon Sect!

The Demon Sect is different from the Central Plains Martial Arts, it is not a disciple inheritance, nor is it a hereditary inheritance. Some are just strength, and those who have strength can be the leader.

This point, in fact, is not much different from the Central Plains martial arts!

The Demon Sect has been established for thirty years and has become stronger and stronger, and their rapid growth has finally finally attracted the attention of the Central Plains Martial Arts. In the panic, the first alliance was formed, and the leader of the martial arts alliance was elected to lead the Central Plains martial arts to attack the Demon Sect.

Although the Demon Sect has grown rapidly, it has only been established for thirty years after all, and it is not enough to fight against the Central Plains Martial Arts, and the disciples of the Central Plains Martial Arts who came to fight this time are all elites of their own sects. At the beginning of the battle, the Demon Cult was defeated and retreated, and was beaten to the Demon Cult headquarters in one fell swoop.

The excited Central Plains Martial Arts proudly thought that his side would win, and recklessly broke in, wanting to take off the head of the first sect leader. But I don't want to, there are endless traps in the headquarters. The elite of the Central Plains martial arts were all trapped in it, and even the alliance leaders at that time were buried here. Only one-tenth of those who can return to their own sect are left. However, the Demon Sect at that time also suffered heavy losses, and it was unable to take the opportunity to fight back, and the first battle ended temporarily.

Since then, the Central Plains Martial Arts has become sluggish, but the Demon Sect has experienced five years of development and has become extremely strong. They finally had the confidence that they could fight against the Central Plains Martial Arts and launch a powerful attack. The first sect leader found the sect he used to be in one fell swoop. It's just that the master who expelled him from the school at that time was already dead, and he only saw his tombstone.

Yes, when he left, his master was already over fifty years old. After nearly forty years, how could he be alive?

Although he destroyed that sect, he always felt a little empty! he always maintained his persistence, and the reason for not giving up disappeared so easily. Suddenly, I felt at a loss, and I didn't know if I should live. I actually felt a little guilty in my heart, because of my momentary hatred, which caused so many people to die. It's a pity that now he can't stop it.

He disappeared in an unknown emptiness, and no one knew where he went. It's just that the Demon Sect at that time respected him alone, he was the sky, and everyone listened to him alone. And as soon as he disappeared, there was chaos within the Demon Sect.

And the people of the Central Plains Martial Arts finally united, and took advantage of the internal strife of the Demon Sect to repel them fiercely, so that they could keep the martial arts.

After many years, the Demon Cult finally recuperated. The uniform was re-erected, and the mission of the Demon Sect Elder was established, and the actions of the Sect Master were overseen.

And God doesn't seem to like to break such a balance, and is deliberately maintaining it. Although the Demon Sect has stabilized the internal situation, over the years, each generation of the Central Plains Martial Arts has appeared some talents who are enough to move the rivers and lakes. All of them are heroes with strong martial arts and outstanding wisdom. Fighting against the Demon Sect like that, although they have been suppressed by the Demon Sect, they still can't destroy the Central Plains Martial Arts!

It wasn't until the emergence of the Tieyun Hand family and the intervention of countless folk heroes and heroes in the world that the situation was reversed and the Demon Sect was suppressed. However, suppression is suppression, and they do not dare to enter the Demon Sect easily. Although the first battle is far away, the situation at that time is still vivid.

The internal organs of the Demon Sect made no one in the Central Plains Martial Arts dare to easily dispatch to the inside of the Demon Sect. In this way, the Demon Sect and the Central Plains Martial Arts have been in a stalemate for hundreds of years!

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The faces of those six big men are actually no different from ordinary people, they are the kind of people who will never be noticed by others when they walk on the street.

Because anyone can join, the people of the Demon Sect do not have a clear uniform, and everything in the sect is respected by strength. There are no gentlemen of the Central Plains martial arts, some are just wicked people and villains!

They may not be inherently wicked or bad, but because they are more strange and withdrawn, they also have a sense of disdain for the common people of the world. Now not only the sects of the rivers and lakes, but even the people in some areas are a little resistant to them!

The six people walking on the street all had extremely cold and meticulous faces, and it was obvious that their tempers were not good. However, Yan Feng looked at the steps they took and their breathing patterns, and knew that their martial arts were not very good, but they only knew a little bit of fist and foot kung fu.

And there are just a few people who have no ability, but their personalities are so cold and arrogant, no less than the former Li Tianao!

Thinking about it, I thought of Li Tianao. Yan Feng couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, not knowing what happened to him and Ziyin. If they're still alive, why don't they go back to the inn?

"Big brother, big brother", Yan Feng was secretly a little desolate in his heart, but suddenly heard a delicate voice coming from not far away.

The voice is innocent, the child's voice is not clear, but there is a bit of anxiety in the tone. His mind narrowed slightly, and he followed the voice and looked over. I saw a little boy who was only five or six years old in front of the six demon cultists, his face was very anxious, and his eyes were full of anticipation.

His body was extremely thin, like a piece of firewood. It was as if as soon as the wind blew, he would fall.