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In the cold evening, the breeze blew through the Valley of the Devils, and everyone was looking forward to what the scholar was going to say next.

Long Zhan still looked comfortable, here, he can dominate all this, because this is the Valley of the Devils, it is his territory.

The other two elders of the Demon Sect, Poison Weed Butterfly Butterfly and Flower Lady Haihong, looked at the scholar, hoping to get more information from the scholar about the desperate little Goro Wancong who never spoke around him.

There was silence for a moment, and the scholar kept looking at Wan Cong.

Everyone was waiting for the scholar's move, but they looked at the scholar and Wan Cong, looking at each other, as if they were familiar old friends.

"How are you doing lately?" The first to speak was not the scholar, but the Wan Cong who had no expression for ten thousand years.

Everyone saw the scholar nod slightly.

"I've been looking for you for thirteen years, do you know?" Wan Cong continued.

"I know, I'm looking for you too, but why are you like this now?" The scholar looked at Wan Cong, and felt a kind of pity in his heart inexplicably.

"I've been looking for you since I slaughtered Shuxia Village, but I was hunted down and killed at that time, and then I narrowly escaped and was saved by Old Man Cheng, and then I became what I am now. "Only he knows the suffering of Wancong, but at this moment, it is useless to say it.

In the face of the intimate words spoken by the two, everyone present felt incredible.

As if they were old friends for many years, this meeting is even more like a reunion after a long absence.

Fan Xiliu thought that the scholar would give him a huge surprise, but looking at the reunion between the scholar and Wan Cong after a long absence, it seemed that he was thinking too much.

Fan Xiliu looked at the scholar, and his serious disappointment was beyond words.

Jiang Yandie looked at Wan Cong, who had been expressionless on the other side, and said silently in her heart, it turned out that he was not dumb, I thought he was dumb.

And what the more than 100 righteous people at the mouth of the Demon Valley heard was another content, the first mystery case on the "Jianghu Kyushu Record" turned out to be really the work of this man who was not good at words, not said by others, but admitted by him himself, can this be fake?

However, there are still people who doubt that the scholar can be familiar with the people of the Demon Sect, could it be that this scholar is also a member of the Demon Sect?

Not only did Jing Yu Shi Tai think like this, but hundreds of people in the righteous path of the rivers and lakes had their own opinions, no one was a fool, everyone was smart, but they were waiting for Fan Xiliu's instructions, and they also wanted to see how the protectors in the hundred-year-old mountain should solve this matter.

If the scholar is a member of the Demon Sect, then there must be only one result - death!

The scholar didn't know the thoughts of those who had become righteous figures in the Jingjiang Lakes behind him, and at this moment he had only one thought in his mind, destroy demons!

"You deserve it!" the scholar's tone was very flat, but there was a sense of anger in it.

Jiang Yandie listened to Shusheng's bland tone, and couldn't help but feel a sour feeling in her heart.

The indescribable sourness is like an old vinegar that has been knocked over.

"I deserve it, but what about you? Why aren't you?" The desperate Kogoro Wancong looked at the scholar, and his bloodthirsty gaze made people's hearts chill.

The scholar still stared at Wan Cong tightly, and under the bloodthirsty gaze of the other party, he was not afraid at all.

"I deserve it, but you shouldn't have slaughtered the village where you have lived for more than ten years. The scholar said in one word.

Fan Xiliu looked at Wan Cong, he had long heard of the ruthlessness of the people of the Demon Sect, but in front of Wan Cong, this word was definitely a bit insufficient.

It seems that the Wan Cong in front of him is almost the same as describing the wolf heart and dog lungs, the village that has lived for more than ten years, kills when he says he will kill, and slaughters the village in an extremely inhumane way, which is not something that people can do.

But Wan Cong did it.

When more than 100 people in the righteous path of the rivers and lakes heard this, they also opened their mouths wide, and looked at Wan Cong with an incredible face.

Wan Cong didn't seem to see everyone's expressions, and his eyesight was only a scholar.

In his world, even in his life at this moment, there is only one scholar.

"I slaughtered them, not for you, who caused you not to practice martial arts? Who told you to stay away from Shuxia Village? Who let you go away alone? You have the blood of Shuxia Village, but what about me? I'm just an orphan, they treat me like that, but how do they treat you?" Wan Cong was a little excited, even his body was trembling, but there was still no expression on his face that was as cold as water for ten thousand years.

It's not that he has no expression, but he has reshaped his face after being disfigured, but the necrotic facial skin is no longer under his control, even if it is his inner ecstasy, or great sorrow, he sees the same expressionless face on his face.

"There are times when everyone in the world does something wrong, I am the lonely star in the village, and I am an ominous person, so it is understandable that they deal with me. The scholar looked at Wan Cong, and the lament in his heart was inevitable.

"I am the lonely star of the day, you are the blessing of the village, I didn't see that it was I who brought the village under the tree to death. Wan Cong's tone had a hint of sadness, but only scholars could understand this sadness.

Twenty years ago, they were a pair of difficult brothers, Wan Cong was an orphan, and the scholar was the eldest son of the village chief of Shuxia Village.

Two people with very different fates, but because of the arrival of a fortune teller, the village under the tree was dyed with tragedy.

The fortune teller said that the scholar was a lonely star, although the words of the warlock could not be fully believed, but the people in the village chose to believe that they would rather believe in what they have, not believe in their purpose, and even tied up the eldest son of the village chief, and almost hacked to death under the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village, but was stopped by the village chief, the village chief did not want to offend the name of the village, nor did he want this Tiansha Lone Star to bring disaster to the village, so he killed his relatives and expelled his son from the village, but because of this, he was saddled with a disaster, and one person died at the beginning of every month.

As the village head, Yizi Wancong saw all this in his eyes and remembered it in his heart.

The hatred in my heart has long been buried, just waiting for the day when it explodes.

When thirteen years later, after the warlock came to Shuxia Village again, Wan Cong overheard his conversation with the village chief, and it was not the Tiansha Lone Star who wanted to kill the scholar, but because the scholar knew the secret of the village chief, although as a father, he could not tolerate that his son would be his enemy, so he wanted to kill the other party, but because of the blood relationship, he finally couldn't bear to do it, so he let the scholar leave the village.

This past incident made Wan Cong understand everything, he was also a victim of the entire village, don't look at the village chief in the past, he was very good to him, but the real intention was to use him as a blood sacrifice, using him as a furnace, and preparing for the cultivation of magic skills by the warlocks of the rivers and lakes.

After understanding the village chief's intentions, Wan Cong has been preparing, preparing to save his life one day, and the best way to save his life is to wipe out everyone who knows about it.

Wan Cong in the night before the blood sacrifice, so that the villagers in advance, as the first master in the village, has long been accustomed to the village people are used to Wan Cong, and has been preparing for a long time, of course, the villagers can easily kill one by one, the villagers who escaped the trap did not escape its claws, and were shot to death by Wan Cong.

This is the first mystery case under the tree recorded in the entire "Jianghu Kyushu Record".

However, Wan Cong, who slaughtered the entire village, forgot one person, that is, the Jianghu Warlock who was looking for the Ding Furnace everywhere.

Wan Cong thought that he was good at kung fu, but when he faced the charlatan, he found that his kung fu was just a child's play.

Wan Cong, who was beaten and had no power to fight back, could only escape, and Wan Cong, who was seriously injured, escaped the pursuit of the Jianghu warlocks, and was finally rescued by the passing bamboo reed doctor Xian Chengyu.

"Don't say it, since you have become a member of the Demon Sect, I am at odds with you. In front of Wan Cong, the scholar had obviously fewer words, but every sentence was full of thorns.

"What's more, he is my father after all, even if you are wrong, you are still my father's enemy. The scholar said again.

How could the scholar not know the reason why Wan Cong slaughtered the entire village, but he didn't want to mention it again, the past was like smoke, everyone was wrong, since they were all wrong, why not forgive each other about it?

It's just that he bears the revenge of killing his father, but he can't do anything.

Indulge in straddling the fierce horse and galloping the field, but there is no power to restrain the chicken.

Scholars have words of suffering, and so is Wan Cong, but at this moment, the two are on opposite sides, and the words they pour out are even more difficult to say.

"You better go, this is not the place for you to come. After Wan Cong said this, he looked at the scholar deeply, and then he looked at the ground and never looked at anyone again.

The scholar understands what Wan Cong means, and he also clearly knows that this is Wan Cong for his own good, but can he still quit at this moment?

Having chosen to come to the Valley of the Devil with Fluttershy, the scholar is determined to live and die with Fluttershy.

At this moment, if he wants to escape from the Valley of the Devil by himself, the scholar can't do it, and he won't do it.

The scholar glanced at Jiang Yandie, there was a deep sweetness in his eyes, perhaps, it was a blessing to be able to go to Huangquan with his beloved.

No one knew what the scholar was thinking, Jiang Yandie looked at the scholar's eyes staring at her chest, and her face turned red.

Stretching out his right hand, he grabbed the scholar's ear.

"Dare to tease the old lady? ”

The scholar frowned, looked at Jiang Yandie and said, "Light, it hurts ......"

"You still know that it hurts, it seems that there is still salvation. Jiang Yandie continued to pull the scholar's ear, but the strength in her hand unconsciously relaxed a lot.

"Ahh......h

Fan Xiliu looked at Jiang Yandie helplessly, he knew Jiang Yandie's fun-loving nature, so he didn't say anything, and continued to look at the dragon battle opposite, hoping to find a flaw in his body, and he could see through whether there was any buried explosives in this Demon Valley.

Long Zhan saw that Jiang Yandie was so fun-loving, but he smiled slightly, as if he was proud that the young master could have such a beautiful woman, but he always had a little worry in his heart, could the young master really surrender this woman with a changeable personality?

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