farce a ups and downs

Revisiting the old place, the closer you get, the more the fire in your memory will burn.

His chest was inexplicably hot, Luo Wenchu ​​raised his hand to press it, and the moment he raised his eyes, he threw out his folding fan.

"Who dares to trespass? Don't you know where this is?"

Suddenly there were more than a dozen Demon Sect disciples in front of them, all with cold faces and unfriendly expressions: "If you are true, go back obediently, and avoid the pain of flesh and blood."

The disciples of the Devil's Cult persuaded people to return, this matter was never possible before.

"Of course I know where it is."

"So, are you here to provoke? Judging by your appearance, is it possible that you are some decent martial arts disciple?"

"Yes, and no." Luo Wen opened his fan at the beginning, and the fan embroidered with bamboo leaves swayed slightly, passing over the fan, a pair of amorous but ruthless peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, which made him look like a nobleman traveling away from home son.

"Please inform the sect master, just say, Luo Wenchu, head of the Ling Jue faction, came to pay a visit."

The one sitting as the leader of the Devil's Cult now is the son of the previous leader, named Ye Han, who was still in his teens when he took the position.Different from his devil father who sucked people's blood to refine medicine and advocated invading the martial arts in the Central Plains, Ye Han was an out-and-out "moderate faction". He lost his father's ambition, and also lost the blood of a man. He huddled in the classroom all day long, not thinking about making progress.

On this day, the Great Elder came to Ye Han and said that the Central Plains Wulin is currently weak, with different people and different sects. His words are so affirmative and his tone is so firm that it almost makes people think that he witnessed the Central Plains Wulin with his own eyes. decline.

After hearing what he said, Ye Han gave him a couple of hums, then turned around and sent him away.

The Great Elder came out with a sigh, thinking of the man he saw in Ye Han's room before, his eyes rolled twice, and a flash of light flashed across his eyes.Coincidentally, I met a disciple from the sect who came to report, and the elder stopped him: "Is there something important in such a hurry?"

The disciple lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes: "Return to the elder, it is Ye Mingzhu, the main teacher, who has arrived."

A few years ago, the three elders together urged Ye Han to attack the Buzhou sect. The 16-year-old Ye Han had no foundation in the sect, so he could only follow others' opinions, like a piece of duckweed drifting with the waves, more like a stick in the hands of the three elders. As a marionette, he has no right to speak, so he can only give orders, ordering all the disciples of the Demon Sect to come out. However, this counterattack not only failed to shame the Demon Sect, but also killed half of the disciples. Headquarters, keep a low profile.

The First Elder thought that it would not be long before he invaded the Central Plains again, but after the Zhoumen battle, people's hearts were weakened, and the Second Elder died of a relapse of the old disease shortly after returning. Without the knowledge of the First Elder, the old congregation was almost wiped out.

The Great Elder once suspected that Ye Han was manipulating it behind the scenes, but since he has such means, why is he still like this...such a waste?Indulging in pleasure and sensuality all day long, and at a young age, there are quite a few men and women brought back.

Looking at the talented disciples, the Great Elder looked complicated, and after a while, he waved his sleeves: "Go."

Not long after the Great Elder left, a demon disciple led Luo Wenchu ​​to Ye Han's gate.

Ye Han welcomed him in personally, and ordered his trusted disciples to prepare drinks.

Upon entering, there was still a certain smell in the room.

Luo Wenchu's eyes fell on Ye Han, and he smiled knowingly: "It seems that Luo came at a bad time."

The confidant brought the wine, Ye Han poured a glass for Luo Wenchu, then poured it for himself, cleared his throat and said, "Where is the head of Luo, as long as you want to come, you are welcome at any time."

After exchanging polite greetings, Luo Wenchu ​​explained why he came.

Ye Han straightened his expression, how could he still look like he was fooling around in front of the Great Elder?

"Master Luo is saying that someone is using my name to make trouble?"

"In my opinion, it's not 'borrowing your name'." Luo Wenchu ​​corrected.

Although Ye Han was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes: "Oh? Is Master Luo suspicious of me?"

"I don't know if the leader knows about Lu Jiming."

Ye Han's smile froze.

When Luo Wen saw his expression for the first time, he knew he had guessed right, and he narrated the story of Lu Jiming conspiring with the unknown swordsman to disrupt the martial arts world, and what he saw and heard in Kunlun.

"Oh, by the way, Luo also happened to meet a team composed of Demon Sect disciples on the outskirts of Yancheng. Their wrists are embroidered with snake patterns, and their behavior style is similar to... The hatred for Luo is indeed from the Demon Sect. Master Ye Have you ever sent disciples to these places?"

Ye Han shook his head: "No."

Luo Wenchu ​​made an expression of sudden understanding: "Master Ye, you still need to manage it well."

"Headmaster Xie Luo reminded me, I will. If there were no special circumstances, you would never see Demon Sect disciples appearing in the Central Plains territory in the future."

Since Ye Han made the promise, Luo Wenchu ​​didn't feel too embarrassed, he knew that Ye Han was a man who kept his word.

"So, Luo has one more important thing to ask."

After the serious topic was over, Ye Han became somewhat interested in Luo Wenchu's "important matter": "Sect Leader Luo, but it doesn't matter."

"I want...'Shenchi water'."

After Luo Wenchu ​​left, a tall man in black came out from behind the screen, his front was wide open, revealing his strong chest.The man strode up behind Ye Han and hugged him into his arms. The two of them rubbed each other's ears at the table. Then the man in black asked, "That man was Luo Wenchu, the head of the Lingjue faction just now? Are you just like this?" Have you handed over the 'Shenchi Water'?"

Ye Han tilted his head to avoid the hot breath of the other party, but was forced to pull back by pinching his chin. Ye Han was helpless, a little redness appeared in the corner of his eyes, and Gu Pan had a hint of provocative style: "Don't make trouble, your throat still hurts now."

"Then don't talk."

Ye Han glared at him.

Sure enough, the other party immediately compromised: "Then you answer my question carefully, and you are not allowed to hide."

Ye Han lowered his eyes and cleared his mind: "He said it was used to save people, probably because he encountered the situation of his junior brother at that time."

"then?"

"More than ten years ago, Ye Fei planted a secret stake in the Lingjue faction, and that person was called Feng Yunqin."

Ye Fei was the name of the previous leader and also Ye Han's father, but when he said this name, his expression didn't change a bit, as if it was someone who had nothing to do with him.

"Feng Yunqin won the trust of the whole faction shortly after joining, and he communicated with Ye Fei privately, and soon won the heart of the head's daughter. Feng Yunqin's wedding night was the first time my sect invaded the Central Plains martial arts. "

The Feiping Mountain where the Lingjue Sect is located is a natural barrier to prevent the Demon Cult from entering the Central Plains. Ye Fei has been planning for many years, thinking that he can finally rule the martial arts world, but he doesn't want Feng Yunqin to hide much from Ye Fei. Although the Lingjue Sect is extinct, the fire Still, only one Luo Wenchu ​​has forced the sect to lose one-third of the disciples.

Speaking of this, Ye Han raised a mocking arc on his lips: "Being bitten by the eagle dog back, this is probably something Ye Fei didn't expect."

After a slight pause, Ye Han continued: "Feng Yunqin burned the mountain with poisonous fire, and most of his disciples died in the fire and poisonous smoke... I don't know what kind of enmity he had with He Zhixiao, not only abolished his martial arts, but also left behind in his body. The next wave of internal force will not only force people's meridians to sever, not only that, but even the tendons in their limbs. Even if He Zhixiao has a [-]/[-] chance of surviving, he will be useless for the rest of his life."

The man in black understood: "So Luo Wenchu ​​came to ask for 'Shenchi water' to save his junior brother? Did you give it?"

The so-called Shenchi water is a medicine refined by Ye Feixun from the world's herbs. It is green in color and mild in nature. Obsessed.

"I heard that there is a genius doctor in Chen Guo who has actually developed a medicine that connects meridians." Ye Fei entrusted Ye Han with the task of guarding and brewing. just give it.

"Did he ever threaten you?" The man in black asked in surprise.

"Of course, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get in at all."

Ye Han was tortured by Ye Fei since he was a child, and he finally escaped. As soon as he escaped to the door, he was caught by Luo Wenchu.

"It was really thrilling at the time. I almost died under his sword, but later, I exchanged him for the potion with one condition."

The man in black asked, but Ye Han refused to say any more. The man pretended to be bitter and overwhelmed him. Normally, in bed..."

Ye Han chuckled, but soon he couldn't laugh anymore, his eyes were covered with moisture, moist and soft.

Afterwards, exhaustion struck, Ye Han closed his eyes and took a nap, but the past scenes flashed in his mind involuntarily——

When Ye Han was still young, his father's impression was only cold, cruel and cruel.Because of this, no one in the Demon Cult is really loyal to Ye Fei.

People have ulterior motives, and if you don't pay attention, you will be involved in the torrent of profit.

At that time, only mother would caress the top of his head and ask for his warmth.

Knowing that Ye Fei had another woman outside, his mother questioned Ye Fei, but Ye Fei was furious and forced to drink a large bowl of black water-like medicine.Every day after that, Ye Fei would take a machete and gouged out a piece of flesh from his mother.

Every time Ye Fei gouged out his flesh, my mother would lock him in the cabinet, her despairing and angry eyes flashed across Ye Fei's face like poisonous snakes, landed on the cabinet, and looked at Ye Han.

At first Ye Han was overwhelmed by the scene he saw through the gap, unable to think about the deep meaning of his mother's actions, only the pain and nausea that penetrated into the bone marrow repeatedly tormented his nerves.Later, when mother was relieved, Ye Han's hatred for Ye Fei reached its peak, only then did Ye Han know mother's intentions.

She just wanted Ye Han to hate her father and take revenge on Ye Fei in this way.

Ye Han didn't care to get to the bottom of it, he just wanted Ye Fei to die.

The dark picture flashed by, and finally stopped at the night when Luo Wenchu ​​was held hostage.

The night wind was very cold, but the hand pressing his neck was very hot.

Ye Han heard his own voice saying: "Make a deal, I'll give you the medicine, and you help me take Ye Fei's life."

Memories suddenly.

Ye Han opened his eyes, and saw the man lying beside him, taking out a poisonous needle from the side of the pillow.

After a while, Ye Han called his confidant, "Same as usual, clean up."

The confidant nodded and said yes, and entered the door. The man who was wrapped in a red-dyed bed was skillfully wrapped, and Ye Han opened his clothes and leaned against the door to blow the air. His fair skin made the marks on his body even more glaring. , staring at the toes: "Master, the wine is cold, do you want to change it?"

"No need." His voice was completely hoarse, and Ye Han stroked his lips, unable to discern.

This time, the people sent by the Great Elder had no appearance, no brains, and they were very anxious, but fortunately, their skills were not bad.

Ye Han's gaze swept across the table, and landed on the wine glass that Luo Wenchu ​​had never touched, walked over, picked up the glass and brought it to his lips.

Luo Wenchu ​​was a very good ally, if he hadn't been mired in the mire of the Demon Cult, he would have already become black-skinned and black-hearted, otherwise he really wanted to invite him to have a drink.

Two seconds later, Ye Han put down the glass full of wine and waved his hand: "Let's put it away together."

"Yes."

"Wait, find some people to find out who in the religion has connections with outsiders."

After his patience ran out, his half-brother wouldn't be able to dance for long.