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The main altar of the Fengyue Sect, the hall of the council.

The candles in the hall illuminated the entire hall, but although the lights were bright, they could not illuminate the darkness in the hearts of the people in the hall.

Although they were in the daylight of candlelight, everyone seemed to be shrouded in a thick haze in their hearts.

At this moment, there were a total of eight people in the hall, and the four flower envoys and Lin Xiong's father and daughter were still there, but among the twelve Dharma protectors, only Kong Yanshu and Tang Yunfei remained.

In the battle on the night of the sixth day, Sun Yue and Tan Min were killed on the spot, He Yao and Zeng Jieyu were also seriously injured and are still bedridden, and most of the rest of the people are also injured.

Lin Xiong looked over at a glance, and saw that most of the people looked sluggish, and Kong Yanshu and Tang Yunfei were even more pale due to excessive blood loss.

Even the four girls of Fengyue, who have always liked to laugh and make trouble, did not have the lively expressions of the past, and their faces were extremely heavy, even Yue Yiyun put away the habitual low smile at the corners of her mouth.

In fact, at this moment, not only the four daughters of Fengyue, but everyone's mood is extremely heavy.

However, even more uncomfortable than the haze of death was the silence in the hall at this time.

It's not so much silence as repression. This kind of repression is already going crazy.

It seems that everyone's will is on the verge of collapse.

At this time, everyone was thinking about the same question, if there was another raid like the one that night, would they be able to resist it?

That night, although they annihilated all the enemies who came to attack, they also paid a heavy price themselves.

That night, almost all of the nearly 800 disciples guarding the main altar were killed. Especially among the high-level members of the Fengyue Sect, except for the few people who were still in the hall at the moment, almost all the others were spared.

The strength of those killers, the ruthlessness of their methods, and the speed of their actions are truly shocking. Although six days have passed, I still have lingering palpitations when I think about it.

The tragedy of that battle still seemed to be vivid, and thinking of this, Lin Xiong couldn't help but shudder.

"Alas......", sighed sadly, Lin Xiong's heavy gaze swept over everyone's equally heavy faces, and finally, with a bleak smile, he said: "First the rebellion of Wei Song and the other six, and then the surprise attack of unknown killers, could it be that this is the Heaven that is going to kill my Fengyue Sect?"

"Heavenly ...... Hehe...... Heaven ......", Tang Yunfei laughed miserably: "It is not the sky that will kill me, but the people."

Of course, Lin Xiong knew that it was human, and said sharply: "Tang Si, how are you and Yanshu investigating recently, what is the origin of those killers?"

Tang Yunfei just smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Lin Xiong frowned and said, "So, you haven't found out anything"?

"Not really. We've found out something in the past few days."

Lin Xiong urged: "Say it quickly."

Tang Yunfei turned his head to look at Kong Yanshu and said, "Brother Kong, come on."

"Alas......", Kong Yanshu shook his head at first, and then nodded again: "Sect Master, I have already received definite news, it was not only our Fengyue Sect family that was raided on the night of the sixth day. Moreover, compared to the severity of the battle, the one who attacked our Fengyue Sect was not the main force of the killer at all."

"What ......", Lin Xiong gasped and said in shock: "So, there are other sects that have also been raided by killers, and the situation is even worse than our Fengyue Sect"?

"Not bad".

"Who are they"?

Kong Yanshu was silent, and said for a long time: "I won't talk about the other sects first, just three schools."

"Those three"?

"Falling Snow Valley, Ethereal Peak, Orchid Gate ......".

Lin Xiong was so frightened that he jumped up directly, stared at Kong Yanshu deadly, and confirmed word by word: "You said that there are so many"?

"Falling Snow Valley, Ethereal Peak, Orchid Gate".

Lin Xiong asked in surprise: "In this way, almost all the black and white forces on the rivers and lakes today have been raided"?

Kong Yanshu replied lightly: "This is an unprecedented catastrophe that swept the entire martial arts, and all the sects on the rivers and lakes, which one can be spared?"

Lin Xiong muttered: "Who is it, who has such a strong strength and dares to kill the three largest forces in today's martial arts at the same time"?

Kong Yanshu smiled bitterly: "I don't know the specific identity of the killer, but it makes me think of one thing, an old past that has been almost forgotten."

"What's the matter"?

"The destruction of Qingshui Villa".

Lin Xiong said exhaustively: "You mean, the killer who attacked us this time was the same group of people who slaughtered Qingshui Villa back then?"

"That's for sure."

Lin Xiong was shocked: "However, isn't the creator of the tragedy of Qingshui Villa's destruction of the door Duanmu Jing?"

"Hmph......", Kong Yanshu snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "How the strength of Qingshui Villa is, I think you must be clear to the sect master, do you really think that with Duanmu Jing's strength, you can completely destroy Qingshui Villa overnight?"

Lin Xiong was silent, and said for a while: "I thought this was a little strange at the time, but now it seems that Duanmu Jing is just a little minion." Or rather, he's just a puppet who takes orders from the real mastermind behind the matter."

Tang Yunfei said worriedly: "Now the situation is extremely critical, according to the current situation, these people's appetite is probably not ordinary." Now that our Wind Moon Sect and Ethereal Peak have been greatly damaged, if the Falling Snow Valley family wants to fight against this catastrophe, I am afraid that there will be some ......."

"Yes, Sect Master......", Feng Xian echoed, "What should we do now"?

"What to do, what to do, what else can we do now......", Lin Xiong smiled bitterly: "I think that my Fengyue Sect has been inherited for more than three hundred years, and I don't want it to be lost in my hands, what face will Lin Xiong have in the future to meet the ancestors of the past generations under Jiuquan."

Feng said miserably: "Are we really just waiting for death?"

Lin Yuhan suddenly interjected: "Wait for death, that may not be." It is true that we can only wait for death now, but it is not certain who will die in the end."

Lin Xiong hurriedly said: "Yu'er, so you already have an idea"?

"Well......", Lin Yuhan said lightly: "The killing gesture is big, whether it is Luoxue Valley or our Fengyue Sect, if we only rely on the strength of any of us to fight against it alone, there is indeed no chance of winning." But if Daddy can let go of the view of the portal, join forces with Luoxue Valley, advance and retreat together, and fight against it together. I don't believe that with the strength of the Wind Moon Sect and the Falling Snow Valley, they still can't survive this catastrophe."

Feng Xian immediately shook his head and said: "How is this possible, the relationship between us and Luoxue Valley has always been like fire and water, how can Luo Qingyu join forces with us to fight the enemy?"

"Yes, Yu'er ......", Lin Xiong also frowned, "Although your idea is good, it is not easy to join forces with Luoxue Valley."

Lin Yuhan said coldly: "How is it impossible, I killed Yang Xiaofeng, the revenge of killing my husband, but Luo Qingxue didn't blame me." Just imagine, a woman in the Falling Snow Valley still has such a mind, so what kind of person is his eldest brother Luo Qingyu, does his father still need me to say more. Of course, this is just my side of the story, but everyone has seen it in the last battle at the top of the Ethereal Peak, is Luo Qingyu really as you imagined, the kind of hypocrite who doesn't know what to do, who has no responsibility, and the kind of stubborn pedantic?

Lin Xiong still hesitated: "But no matter what, this matter is still ......."

"It's nothing, how to distinguish it, it all depends on Daddy's wishes", Lin Yuhan has strode out.

Lin Xiong frowned and said, "Yu'er, where are you going?"

Lin Yuhan said lightly: "Falling Snow Valley."