Frost Habitat and Cold Moon

"Shout Bai Yuanfeng come out to die!" It was the righteous way of martial arts who came to provoke him.

"Get out of here! Our leader has no time to play with you!" It was the demon cult members who were very annoying.

Ever since the Martial Arts League unilaterally declared war, the formerly hidden and secluded main altar of the Demon Cult has become a bustling vegetable market for civilians, with people coming and going every day, and it is very lively.

The heroes set up tents, pulled out carriages, and set up tea stalls.At noon when the sun is at its warmest, yell and scold on time.At sunset in the evening, they will close the stall and go home on time.

Week after week, day after day.

The demons on duty at the first gate are already used to this kind of regular life.Now he can even eat and drink as usual amidst the insults.

When the weather and mood are good, the two sides will each send a representative to go up to the challenge and pay tribute to each other's ancestors, family members and fellow villagers.

The outside of the church is a peaceful scene that seems to be peaceful and happy.The people patrolling in the church are working with their heads up all the time.

"Bai Yuanfeng! Take your life!" An angry shout shattered the silence of the ground.

This is the second time today, and the seventh time in this year's No.40 - the assassination of Bai Yuanfeng.

The heroes of the righteous way who "remove harm for the people", relying on their solitary courage, lined up wave after wave like crazy wild dogs, rushing to the frontier of the Demon Cult's main altar to die.

Most of them hadn't even touched the door of the Devil's Cult General Altar before they died.

A few martial arts masters, with bloodstains and blood stains all over their bodies, died under the defenses of the Demon Cult's checkpoints as soon as they broke through the perimeter.

The victim who died in vain will only inspire a new round of revenge and more condemnation and resentment.

——Is this using human life and public opinion to force me to fight?

Bai Yuan Fengqin is leading people to the outskirts to build and rebuild new defenses and formations in the church.Unplanned but expected to meet the moment of assassination.

He sighed a little tiredly, and didn't care about the sharp blade that was already in front of him, and replied weakly in a low voice: "Courage is commendable. However, if I were you, I would neither sound an alarm nor challenge you." Hand in the light."

Blood was all over the ground, and the assassin's body was dragged backwards and cleared out.

Soon someone came forward to clean up the dirty place.The ground was so clean that it shone brightly.

"Master." Someone stepped forward to report, "Senzaku Envoy, please see me. Now you are waiting in the reception room in Nanyuan."

"Let him go to my study." Bai Yuanfeng wiped his hands repeatedly with the wet wipes presented by his subordinates.

A good hunter must have enough perseverance and patience.

Chen Yushuang likes to give the enemy a fatal blow at the most appropriate time after making all the preliminary preparations.

His current prey is Li Ranfeng.

He has found an excellent opportunity to kill.

If this was an assassination, even though he might not be able to escape, the mission must have already been successful.

But he could only bear it.Because his ultimate goal is to follow the vine and dig out Chen Ranhuai's hiding place.

Li Ranfeng's martial arts has made great progress overnight since they parted at the last martial arts competition.He broke through two bottlenecks in martial arts again and again, and directly jumped into the ranks of the strongest.

With Li Ranfeng's current strength, if he wants to get rid of Kunlun's control and rejuvenate Qingcheng Mountain, I am afraid that everyone including the leader of the martial arts will have nothing to do with him.

But he is still the loyal dog in front of the leader of the martial arts alliance.Honest and honest, not noisy, quietly in front of the head of Qingcheng, ups and downs in the muddy rivers and lakes, always ready to take over the mess of the Wulin League.

Chen Yushuang followed Li Ranfeng closely, in the sense of taking shortcuts and betting on fate, and it was easy to startle the snake.Fortunately, this adventure did not disappoint him.

After Li Ranfeng came out of Lin Enshan's study, he stayed in the back mountain until the sun was setting.

Before the sun completely set, he went to the kitchen to get food and drinking water. After going through various inspections, he came to a lone peak connected to the main peak of Qingcheng Mountain.

This lone peak is hidden in the center of the mountains, with the main peak as the base, rising from the ground, ten feet high.Traveling up and down requires a bamboo basket with great willpower, and human power to push the meshing gears to be hoisted up and down.

Li Ranfeng checked the faces, tokens, and the slogan of the day, and stood on the bamboo basket.He only stayed there for a short cup of tea, and then left in a hurry.

Chen Jishuang crouched not far away, staring at the palm-sized window without moving.

It wasn't until night fell that a cluster of candles the size of a bean was lit in the house.

The shadow of Chen Ranhuai was clearly reflected on the window paper, but it was only fleeting.

Chen Yushuang was not in a hurry, he still held his temper and stayed where he was.

The night passed.

Until the early morning of the second day, Chen Ranhuai pushed open the window and opened it for air.He stretched his waist against the misty morning mountain scenery.

Chen Yushuang got the exact information.

He led the intelligence team to evacuate Qingcheng Mountain quietly and quickly.

"Leaving the altar on leave? Why?" Bai Yuanfeng put the brush on the pen rest, looked at Zhou Yuheng who was sitting in the distance, and asked.

"A letter came from home, saying that Qibo went to the mountain to cut firewood and accidentally injured his leg. Although Qibo told Aunt Yue not to talk nonsense, you know that if it is not serious, Aunt Yue would never dare to send letters to disturb her.

In addition, Ms. Du of Bi Xian's family is pregnant, and the couple hopes to take Han Jie to live for a while. "

Zhou Yuheng answered honestly, and presented two letters on behalf of the leader: "Qi Bo and Aunt Yue hope that you can come home again if you have time."

Bai Yuan took the letter from Suzaku in the hands of his attendants.

One of them was indeed Aunt Yue's handwritten letter.

The letter first babbled and exhorted, such as "add more clothes when it's cold", "cover more quilts at night", "eat well and pay attention to rest when academic affairs are heavy", and then described in detail. The whole process of Chipper's injury.

At the end of the letter, Aunt Yue sincerely wrote that she hoped that the young master could "go back to Xinghua Village again while the two old immortals are still breathing and before they are completely buried in the soil". feelings of nostalgia.

Bai Yuanfeng finished reading the contents of the letter, and kept stroking the letter paper.He was silent for a long time, finally made up his mind, and said, "I'd better not go back. There are a lot of chores recently, so let's get busy for a while.

In this way, I will repair a book, and you will take it back for me.

Supplements and the like, even if I pick the ones I buy, they are all credited to my account. "

He unfolded the letter paper, picked out some caring and daily interesting things, and wrote them down.

It is only inferred that the end of the year is approaching, and the academic affairs are busy, so I can't get away.He didn't say a word about the predicament of being assassinated all day long, being attacked by the demon sect, being in a mess within the sect, and having to do everything by himself.

Bai Yuanfeng picked up the second letter again, it was Bi Xian's fangs and claws, scrawled like his own handwriting.

The letter shared in detail my excitement when I learned that I was going to be a father. Of course, there were also some complaints about the unilateral oppression after marriage, showing off.

An atmosphere of ecstatic joy rushed through the letter paper.

Bai Yuanfeng looked amused, and felt a little envious in his heart.

"Bi Xian also hopes that when you have time, you can visit him as a guest." Zhou Yuheng interjected at the right time.

Bai Yuanfeng only smiled and shook his head.

He put down the letter paper, asked his attendants to fetch a small box, sealed the outer envelopes together with the family letter, and handed them to Zhou Yuheng: "If you have time, go and take a look for me. I'll give you half a month. Go back quickly."

Zhou Yuheng took the letter from the attendant, put it in his arms, picked out the small box, and put it by his hand.

After explaining everything, he didn't get up and leave.He waited until Bai Yuanfeng took the initiative to raise his head to look at him, and then said: "I want to wait for Qinglong to come back after finishing his work, and then take him away."

Bai Yuanfeng's face darkened instantly.

He endured and endured, seeing that Zhou Yuheng didn't intend to take the initiative to explain, so he asked displeasedly: "What? You are also going to accept the 'Hundred Poisons Corrupting Your Heart', and you would rather lie down and leave the Devil's Cult?"

Although his voice was full of sarcasm and ridicule, Zhou Yuheng could still hear anger and sadness from it.

Zhou Yuheng couldn't bear it for a while, and quickly explained: "I just want to take him back...to meet the old leader and his family."

After hearing this, Bai Yuanfeng's face turned from cloudy to sunny: "It's time to go back. You haven't gone back for a long time."

He reached out and stroked the family letter repeatedly, showing a nostalgic smile.

In the blink of an eye, he hurriedly put away his weakness, and told Zhou Yuheng in a deep voice, "When you get to my father's grave, burn some more paper money for me."

"I know." Zhou Yuheng responded in a low voice, "The wine will also prepare Zhuyeqing, the old leader's favorite during his lifetime."

The two were relatively silent for a long time, and the study room was as quiet as empty.

Just when Bai Yuanfeng was about to open his mouth to chase away the guests, Zhou Yuheng broke the silence and said suddenly: "Do you really feel good about it?

You have to know that the old teacher doesn't want you to be like this... worrying, working, and unhappy all day long.

The Blood League Sect currently operates 87 restaurants, 240 three gambling houses, and [-] flower houses... There are countless handicraft workshops, cloth workshops, dyeing workshops, etc., all left by the old leader.It is enough to accommodate people from top to bottom of the Blood Alliance Cult—including the elderly and children who have lost the ability to work in the church for generations.

Can't we go back to the old life of doing business and collecting rent? "

Bai Yuanfeng fell silent.

He drove away the servants with a wave of his hand, and leaned back on the chair, showing a rare tiredness: "When we were honest and responsible, we didn't see those people of the righteous way let us go, let alone now, with a whole body on our backs. 'Unwarranted' blood debt?

The Devil's Cult is now indeed 'the world of money'.However, what Wulin Zhengdao is jealous of is precisely the great benefit of ruling the world.

There are too many grievances and grievances involved in the two places of righteousness and evil.

Between us, there can only be an endless deadlock. "

"Actually, you can still go back to Xinghua Village... Aunt Qibo Yue and the people in the village will welcome you back."

"Going back? They are just ordinary people without martial arts. If I hide there, I will only hurt others for no reason. It's better to stay and fight for a way out with everyone from the Demon Cult."

"Master, listen to me..."

"You don't need to persuade me too much. I am the leader of the sect, and I am also the demon king in the mouth of the congregation. In the future, I am willing to bear anything in the future."

The author has something to say:

The load during the day and staying up late at night made me go crazy [Crazy hand rotation scratching the head]

The most frightening thing is that when I finish writing at night, I often get so excited that I can't sleep all night.

Really, if it's not finished by the end of November, I might really die on the keyboard and vomit blood...

Oh, in fact, what I'm more worried about is, if I'm free after the update, will I be crazy to die? !

In short, keep working hard!

Aww!The dawn of the end is just ahead!Aww!come on!