At the beginning of the day, the city of Fuhuafang, which had been bustling all day, gradually fell silent at night.

As one of the few remaining important towns in the Tianxing Sect's realm, Fuhuafang City was still functioning normally, and after the battle of the Broken Yue Sect's Jade Crush, a large number of low-level scattered cultivators who had nowhere to go poured in, and the elegant Fang City, which could only accommodate two or three thousand monks in the past, was forced into a crowded market scene by twenty or thirty thousand low-level monks.

There are too many people, it is easy to make chaos, and the Fang City Management Office has the foresight to start the curfew system: once the time passes, those who dare to wander blindly on the street will be arrested and punished according to the monster treachery!

Although the curfew system in Fuhuafang City is very unpopular among the monks, compared with the safety of their own lives, it is a little restrictive, of course, it is a floating cloud......

Therefore, on the streets of Fuhuafang City, except for some managers wearing the standard robes of Fuhuafang City, there is only a team of stubborn demon troops wandering back and forth with firm steps.

That's right!

The managers of this session of Fuhuafang City are very thoughtful, and they dare to arrange a group of demon troops to resist another group of demon troops.

Well, if it weren't for the continuous transfer of manpower from various Fang Cities by the defense line of the Demon Slayer Army in front, the managers of this session of Fuhuafang City probably wouldn't dare to have such an idea.

......

Su Bei dragged the Xuanyue heavy sword with a gap on the blade, looked up at the high courtyard wall of the Ten Thousand Demon Building Chamber of Commerce, and asked Ke Wuxian in a low voice: "What is the plan?"

Ke Wuxian smiled: "No need to plan, just push it flat!"

"Wowhaha......" Rhubarb grinned: "This master likes ......"

Before it could finish its words, a pair of hands had landed on its head, rubbing it violently.

The arrogant and domineering big demon king Fan Rhubarb master broke his work in an instant, and looked up at Subei with a loveless face.

Su Bei, do you have any special hobby for the noble head of this master? If you do this again, you will lose this master, tell you......

As he spoke, dozens of demon soldiers jumped up from the darkness, stepped over the high courtyard wall, and fell into the Ten Thousand Demon Building business.

Not long after, a strong white light suddenly erupted in the Ten Thousand Demon Building, and the rhubarb, who was standing beside Su Bei and was so bored that he wagged his tail when he saw this, slipped in with a "whoosh", and there was no shadow in the blink of an eye.

Ke Wuxian saw it but didn't worry, he took out a fist-sized bronze bell from the storage bag on his waist and threw it into the sky, holding the magic in his hand and chanting words.

The bronze bell quickly hung down a faint gray light curtain, surrounding the entire Ten Thousand Demon Mansion Chamber of Commerce.

"This is the Pure Heart Clock you paid a lot of money for last time?"

Su Bei looked at this light curtain, and curiously put his hand into the light curtain and snapped his fingers, but he didn't hear the slightest sound.

Ke Wuxian nodded, "The strength of his subordinates is not good, and he can't help the lord in fighting, so he can only think of some crooked ways to help the lord...... This bell has a sound effect, and with this bell, there will be more room for calculation and reduce our casualties if we go to the obsidian mountain in the future. ”

Su Bei nodded and said, "Yes, the value of this spirit stone flower!"

The battle of Obsidian Mountain was a pain in Su Bei's heart, and it was also a pain in Ke Wuxie's heart.

They are all trying to become stronger in order not to encounter the powerlessness of the battle in Obsidian Mountain.

Speaking of this, a dazzling silver light suddenly exploded in the Ten Thousand Demon Building.

"Brother Rhubarb has done it!"

Ke Wuxian bowed down and made a "please go first" gesture to Su Bei: "The fight should be almost over, please move." ”

There is no Qi sky in the city of Fuhuafang, rhubarb out of claws, and nature is invincible!

Su Bei glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, didn't bother to talk to him about etiquette, picked up the Xuanyue heavy sword and strode towards the Ten Thousand Demon Tower.

......

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Su Bei stepped on the blood, walked to the center of the battlefield expressionlessly, glanced at it, and saw a large number of low-level monks dressed as servants and small servants, being held by the neck with a war knife by a fierce demon soldier, kneeling on the ground and trembling, he walked in, no one dared to raise his head to look at him.

And a few of them are gorgeously dressed, either in charge or in charge, and they have either turned into corpses, or they are lying on the ground, and they are becoming corpses......

Su Bei glanced around, and saw that there were only about a dozen dead and dying, and he was faintly relieved.

This time, the matter was decided by Peng Wanli and Ke Wuxie, Su Bei didn't ask much, worried that he would say too much, and Peng Wanli and Niu Dali felt uncomfortable.

Now it seems that Peng Wanli still gave himself face, otherwise with his murderous nature, as long as he wins, he will definitely not leave a living mouth!

Relieved, Su Bei beckoned to the rhubarb who was rummaging through the cabinets in the attic, and motioned for it to come out and go back with him, "Innocent, I'll go back first if there's nothing to do, and I'll wait for you after cooking supper." ”

Ke Wuxian understood the purpose of Su Bei coming over tonight, and when he heard this, he bowed and saluted: "The lord invites first, and the subordinates will take care of their hands and tails, and there will be no future troubles." ”

"Well, you do it, I'm relieved!"

Su Bei responded, pulled the big yellow head and left without looking back.

......

Peng Wanli carried the blood-dripping trident, slowly flew out of the darkness, and landed beside Ke Wuxian.

Ke Wuxie: "How many dungeons have been checked, how many brothers and sisters are still alive?"

"There are no survivors, and those miscellaneous people will kill them all when they see that the trade route is cut off and they can't be transported!"

Peng Wanli withdrew his gaze from the direction of Su Bei's departure, and then looked at the servants and servants around him who were kneeling under the knife and trembling, and the tyrannical killing intent on his body was directly frightened, and he peed his pants directly.

"What do they do?"

Ke Wuxian hesitated.

He knew that Peng Wanli was waiting for him to say the word "kill".

He also knew that no matter how he dealt with these people, Subei would not ask again after he went back.

He slowly swept over the servants and servants who were kneeling under the knife around him, and his eyes, which had always been warm as water, were a little red.

He told Subei that before he was caught by Wan Demon Tower, he hid in a small mountain village as a teacher, teaching children to read and understand.

But he never told Northern Jiangsu that when the demon hunting team of the Ten Thousand Demon Towers arrested him, they slaughtered that paradise-like village, from eighty-year-old old women to two or three-year-old children, and they didn't let anyone go......

Cause?

Perhaps it was because the simple villagers, who had inherited his enlightenment for both generations and fathers, remembered him well and offended the noble monks when they took a hoe and sickle to protect themselves......

But Ke Wuxian was more inclined to say that those villagers were too weak.

so weak that it seems that with just a wave of the hand, it can kill a large area...... When killing is so easy and you don't have to take any responsibility, people are worse than demons!

Such a chamber of commerce, such a group of monks, should those stewards who are already dead deserve to die, and these accomplices should not die?

How many people can stay in the mud without getting stained?

......

Ke Wuxian Heavenly and Man fought for a long time, and in the end, he closed his red eyes, raised his hand and gently patted Peng Wanli's shoulder: "Send it to Changjun Heaven as a coolie, don't you keep muttering about opening up the wasteland?"

Peng Wanli's hand with the trident squeaked and creaked, and he couldn't help but raise his hand several times, but he was restrained by him.

Forgiveness, it is more difficult than killing, a hundred times more difficult, a thousand times harder.

In the end, Peng Wanli gritted his steel teeth and left, without saying anything.

Ke Wuxian sighed lightly.

Why didn't he want to kill them all to relieve his hatred?

But Subei treats him as a national soldier, how can he do such a thing that goes against Subei's original intentions?

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