Married and Obedient to the Husband

On the pitch-black wooden chair, Ye Wuchang crossed his legs and leaned evilly on the back of the chair, with a sneer on his lips, looking down at the captured Yanjiabao people under his feet with a strong posture.

"Yanjiabao is only mediocre." Ye Wuchang said contemptuously.

"Hmph, you guys are taking advantage of the absence of our Yan Family Fort masters, and you dare to say that you are unarmed in a sneak attack." Such words undoubtedly angered the rest of the Yan Family Fort.

"Soldiers never tire of cheating, I just blame you for not being smart enough." Ye Wuchang sneered nonchalantly, "If you lose, you lose. Your lives are in my hands. No matter how much you say, it's useless. Maybe you can try to beg for mercy. Maybe I'll be in a better mood." , let you go."

"Bah, don't think about it."

With a puff, the words settled down, the head flew out, and the blood splashed all over the ground, carrying a scalding temperature.

There was a moment of silence, a silent silence, and none of the people in the Yan family who were bound and kneeling on the ground said a word, staring at the fallen head of their companion, their eyes were tearing apart.

Surrounded by the black-clothed Demon Cult followers, surrounded by stars and the moon is their leader.

"As long as you tell me the way to enter the White Tiger Formation, I'll let you go." Ye Wuchang changed his posture, his eyes were cold and dark, like a messenger of ecstasy, and looked at these people coldly.

That haughty gesture was like the owner saying to the dog that he would eat the bone with a wag of his tail, which was very annoying. The way he looked at these people was like looking at a humble dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy.

"Kill us if you have the ability. If you want to enter the Baihumen, don't even think about it." The people who were captured were from the Xuanguimen. The third is the Suzaku Gate for collecting intelligence, and the fourth is the Qinglong Gate for punishment and power.

"You have backbone, but it's a pity that those people from Baihumen don't care about your life or death, why bother." Ye Wuchang murmured, and said slowly.

"We don't want to make unnecessary sacrifices."

"That's why I shrank my head and became a turtle with a shrunken head. Oh, the legendary myth of Wulin Taishan Beidou is really well-deserved when I saw it today." Ye Wuchang smiled ironically.

"In the past, the White Tiger Gate must be opened within an hour. If you don't open it, don't blame me for being rude. These Xuanguimen will kill one person every quarter of an hour until they are all killed. If they still don't open, I will burn this place with fire." Now, these mountains are majestic, and with the help of the north wind, the whole of Jiangsu may not be able to survive a fire. I don’t want to kill too many people, but if you are too stubborn, then tens of thousands of people in Jiangsu can only be buried with them gone."

This cold and ruthless gesture made people tremble with fear. This man actually wanted to set fire to the whole Jiangsu.

There are tens of thousands of people living around here, and they regard human life as nothing. Such a ruthless person can't help but wonder if he still has a heart.

The members of the Demon Sect gathered in front of the White Tiger Gate and waited. The White Tiger Gate was made up of five stone lions. Behind these stone lions were poisonous needles that were covered with mist, so the members of the Demon Sect have not been able to enter until now.

"Kill." A quarter of an hour later, Ye Wuchang's cold and sharp voice hooked a person's soul.

The corpses were separated and blood flowed all over the place.

But even so, no one begged for mercy. These Yanjiabao people are really different from those wastes of the Wulin League. At least their joints make Ye Wuchang admire them.

So he is willing to let them die happily.

After two corpses fell in a row, an old man was finally seen in the white mist. The old man was wearing a white coat with gray hair and beard.He walked steadily, and every time he took a step, the ground trembled a few times.

Looking at the white-robed old man walking out slowly, Ye Wuchang smiled silently. He thought these people would continue to be cowards, but he finally couldn't help it.

The person who came out was Elder Guan Yi, the head of the White Tiger Sect.

"Let us go as a disciple, otherwise don't blame the old man for being rude." Elder Guan Yi said angrily.

Behind him, the Baihumen people just followed.

"What a big tone, let it go when you say it?" Ye Wuchang saw Elder Guan Yi's eyes flicker, and suddenly laughed contemptuously.

Elder Guan Yi remained silent, but the disciples of the Baihumen behind him couldn't help but began to agitate.

"Kill the evil spirits, and avenge my disciples." The shouts resounded throughout the world.

Ye Wuchang slowly stood up from the chair, straightened the gorgeous black robe, and said slowly, "I have heard that the Yan family fort is excellent in martial arts, and today I happened to meet the master of the White Tiger Sect, so Ye wanted to ask for advice." If I win, the Demon Cult will withdraw at any time, and if I lose, I will bloodbath the White Tiger Gate."

Although the words were relatively polite, the contempt and force in the voice made people feel chilling and trembling at the same time.

"Okay." Elder Guan Yi had no choice but to fight.

He rode in the lead, crossed the stone path of the river, and rushed all the way in a hurry.

Having just given birth to a child, Yanmo didn't even have time to rest. Yanmo could feel the weakness of his body all the way here. If he usually travels this half way, he would feel dizzy there.

But he couldn't stay, once he did, the Yan Family Fort would be a disaster.

Ye Wuchang's own martial arts are extremely high, and because of his obsession with practice, he has obtained all the true biography of his master. Now his martial arts is the best in the world. The people in Yanjiabao are not his opponents.

The horse neighed, and finally stopped. Yanmo's feet landed on the ground, a sense of dizziness made him shake his head, and he left the horse in a hurry to go up the Yanjiabao Mountain.

The towering stone steps were covered with corpses, there were people from the Yan family castle and people from the Demon Cult, Yan Mo's feet were flying like the wind, and he swept away like the wind.

The door of Xuanguimen was wide open, the dense bamboo forest was broken, the broken bamboo fell to the ground, and there were several corpses of Xuanguimenmen.

Yan Mo was startled when he saw that the Demon Cult broke through the formation of Xuanguimen so quickly. You must know that the formation has condensed the painstaking efforts of several generations.

Hastily rushed to Baihumen.

The corpses all over the place, some from Xuanguimen and Baihumen, blood flowed like a river, and the smell of blood filled the Yanjiabao.

The wind blew, and the strong smell of blood was disgusting.

"Elder Guan Yi." Yan Mo searched around, then fixed his eyes on the old man who fell on the ground, ran over in a hurry, and helped the old man who fell on the ground.

The old man had injuries all over his body, but none of them were fatal. The fatal part was his neck, which seemed to be cut instantly by some sharp blade. The speed was extremely fast, so there was no blood after the cut.

With Yanmo's support like this, the blood gushed out instantly.

Yanmo's hands trembled slightly, and he could hardly support Elder Guan Yi, everything in front of him was like a dream, a nightmare from which he could never wake up.

Elder Guan Yi didn't die immediately, he struggled a bit, and pointed in the direction of Suzaku Gate.

"People from the Demon Cult... hurry up."

Elder Guan Yi pushed Yanmo, meaning to let him escape quickly. Yanmo was raised by him since he was a child. Since the death of the previous castle master, the old guys have been guarding Yanmo and watching him. Challenge all the masters to sit on the position of the head of Qinglongmen in Yanjiabao. This is the child of several of their elders, and they can't let him have trouble.

Yan Mo looked at Elder Guan Yi who was dying, tears fell down his face.

"Child... run away..." Seeing Yan Mo's tearful eyes, Elder Guan Yi felt sad for a while. It was a mistake to allow Yan Mo to leave Yanjiabao to set foot in the Northern Territory and Dajing's government. There are more right and wrong in the court.

It was their mistake that killed the child back then.

"Flee." Elder Guan Yi, who was dying, said this, his whole body twitched, his outstretched hand slowly dropped, and he swallowed his breath.

The blood on the neck was still gushing out.

Tears fell drop by drop on Elder Guan Yi, obviously he was trying his best, why did he still lose the most important person, obviously...he tried his best, why is this so?Why?

Wentian was speechless, only tears choked up, and with a bang, Yanmo exploded behind him, and pieces of green tile forests fell down.

Yan Mo's heart was bleeding slowly, he looked up at the sky, suddenly it began to rain, without any warning, it fell drop by drop, together with the tears on Yan Mo's face, they fell to the ground.

The blood and dirt all over the ground were washed away, only the corpses of the people who fell on the ground gradually became cold.

Yan Mo calmed down, wiped the rainwater off his face, looked for the corpse on the ground, his face changed slightly.

What about the Phantom and Skui's men he sent back, why didn't they see them?

Yanmo searched and found that there were no Phantom and Si Kui's troops among the corpses all over the ground. Phantom and Skui were both elites of the Yanjiabao, the best of the best. He was the first to send them back to the Yan Family Fort. Why was there no one there?

Yan Mo didn't want to think about it any more, he tightly held the saber at his waist, and rushed into the Suzaku gate in the heavy rain.

Ah Rui, if you hate me so much, kill me. Let’s settle the grievances and grievances between us together today. I don’t want to suffer anymore. My heart is already scarred and I can’t bear any more I'm dead, I just beg you not to hurt anyone else.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, the torrential rain came at a very bad time, because a rain wiped out the defense of the Suzaku Gate, and the Thunderbolt outside the Suzaku Gate was soaked by the rain and could not work.

People from the Devil's Cult rushed in like that. No one was in charge of Qinglongmen, and they opened up the last line of defense. They fought with Suzakumen and joined the ranks of fighting against the Demon's Cult.