Old Monster [Touhou Undefeated colleagues]

The religion has always been the enemy of decentness, and the guard has never been so loose as it is today.

Now it seems that most of them have turned enemies into friends with these so-called decent sects, and all of this is the 'credit' of that Linghu Chong.

Those so-called decent sects are all fucking hypocrites. Now that the Divine Cult takes a step back, those people will only press forward step by step, encroaching on the whales, and the territory of the Divine Cult is lost. In the end, even the foundation of the Heimuya main altar I'm afraid it will be difficult to stay in the world.

How could Ren Woxing not understand this truth?It's really unreasonable!

Even though he ignored the affairs of the church for a long time, and even entrusted others to take care of the church's money and accounts, he was never afraid.Because he knew that as long as he was around, the word 'rampant' would not be written by Bai Dao.

Dongfang clutched his chest, feeling extremely angry and painful.

It's a pity that right now he has no ability to care about the Sun Moon God Sect's business, and he doesn't want to take care of it. The matter of revenge is still illusory.

The God Religion General Altar was very familiar to him, and with such a loose guard, he couldn't help but have another thought.

Where he lived before, there were many kinds of holy medicine for healing, no matter which one was of great benefit to the current injury.

Also, in order to practice the Sunflower Treasure, he opened a furnace to practice alchemy, and he practiced several pills that are beneficial to the magic power. If he takes them, not only can he improve the power, but also have a certain effect on the damaged tendons.

These pills are very important to him, so they are kept very secret.

Even if Ren Woxing has destroyed the garden where he used to live, he may not be able to find these medicines and destroy them together.

Maybe he can take a risk.

Dongfang sneaked into the main hall, but there was no one there, and the mourning hall that should have appeared was obviously not located here.

He didn't pause at all, and then turned to the secret passage, but saw several huge stones weighing as much as a thousand gold tightly covering the entrance of the secret passage.

Although he could move these stones away with luck, he couldn't do it without making a sound.

Even though Heimuya was loosely guarded, it was still relatively speaking.

The patrols that the guards on the cliff should have will never be less.

Dongfang had no choice but to give up, he turned around and ran out of the hall without hesitation.

Hearing the sound of chaotic footsteps not far away, he immediately retreated to one side, lowered his head slightly, and his whole body was on guard.

I saw just now that he was sitting on the winch with a strange combination, and the Huashan disciple was leading the Huashan disciple to rush forward in an encircling manner.

Dongfang thought to himself, looking at the actions of these people, it seemed that there was something wrong in Huashan.

……

It seemed that Linghu Chong was really on the Blackwood Cliff tonight.

Suddenly, the Huashan disciples who were surrounded by everyone slowed down, just as they passed Dongfang Bubai not far away.

Dongfang Bubai could only hear a soft voice in his ear, like a lover's murmur, or a chuckle, "Come on, we'll have a good show."

In an instant, it was like a thunderbolt exploding flatly, and he was stunned in place.

In an instant, he came back to his senses, and when he shot sharp eyes at the Huashan disciples, he only saw the backs of those people.

Without thinking, he turned around and followed closely behind, the horror in his heart was indescribable.

In the mourning hall, Ren Yingying was dressed in plain clothes and sackcloth, with a pale face and red eyes.

This filial dress made her look a little less dignified and majestic, and a little more beautiful, making her look extremely weak.

This is not the leader of a sect of theology, just like a lady of a great family is suffering the pain of losing her father.

Beside her, Xiang Wentian was holding several account books and reporting to her in a low voice.

The faces of the two were solemn, obviously Ren Woxing's sudden death had an immeasurable impact on the church.

Dongfang Bubai looked at Ren Woxing's tablet in the mourning hall, even though he had a premonition in his heart, he couldn't help being at a loss after the anger passed.

died?

Is Ren Woxing really dead?

The opponent of his life, the enemy of this life, this arrogant Ren Woxing who has ruled the world for decades, just died like this?

Who killed him?Or die like an ordinary old man?

If the people of Baidao had killed him, then Heimuya's defense would not be so lax today, and the atmosphere would not be so peaceful.

It's really ironic, Ren Woxing has killed countless times in his life, but his death is like a joke.

Ren Woxing should die in his hands, not closing his eyes so easily.

Just like a sharp sword out of its sheath, where the sword pointed, it was just a piece of paper man, which was gently blown away by the wind.

Dongfang bit his lower lip, pinching the steel needle tightly in his hand.

He came in silently and stood by the door, which was still some distance away from the mourning hall. He still lowered his head and lowered the brim of his hat, watching all this silently.

Now there are only Ren Yingying, Xiang Wentian and a few congregants left in the mourning hall. Even if he only has half of his skills left, the combination of these people is not his opponent at all.

So, is he going to start a killing spree?

The initial shock, then the anger, but in the blink of an eye, there was nothing left in his heart.

Ren Yingying's clothes were thin, and the sleeves of the clothes were blown by the cold wind, she was as weak as a budding flower trembling in the morning wind with dewdrops.

Youthful and beautiful, successful and famous, with a high status, she also has a lover who is willing to risk his life for it.

When he was so proud of his life, his father, Ren Woxing, died unexpectedly.

Seeing that Yingying is still dressed as a girl, it can be seen that this marriage has not yet taken place.

Naturally, people in the world are no better than folks. Although they are dismissive of the red tape of etiquette, Ren Yingying is not like that.

She will definitely keep a filial piety for Ren Wo, but I don't know how long it will be.

If she is killed tonight, then her life will be ended from now on, and the budding flower will die before it blooms, wouldn't it be more regrettable.

The hatred and jealousy in his heart intertwined mercilessly and cruelly, forcing Dongfang to deliver a fatal blow.

"Report to the leader, the Huashan School will bring it back as usual."

"Let him in."

Dongfang looked terrified.

The wind is as old as ever!Is there such a number one person in this world or Huashan School?

The skill of sound transmission for thousands of miles is so proficient, it can be seen that the level of martial arts is also unfathomable.

Legend has it that Feng Qingyang's martial arts are unrivaled in the world, but before he achieved great martial arts, he had already hidden from the world and never had the chance to fight.

This person is also surnamed Feng, could it be someone from Feng Qingyang?

This pedestrian walked ahead of him, but arrived after a while. Obviously, they were searched again at another place just now. After all, the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect is not so easy to see.

Although these congregants surrounded the Huashan disciple and kept on guard, they obviously didn't know that this person could kill them with just a few casual moves.

Is there a good show to watch?What will it be?

Dongfang Bubai looked at the Huashan disciple's vain steps, but his heart was pounding like a drum.

Why did a generation of masters pretend to be lowly in martial arts?

"I have seen the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect in Huashan as before. I have something important to see Linghu Shaoxia. Please tell the leader. The Huashan faction is very grateful."

There is always a strange feeling when the wind-like sound comes from afar.

Dongfang Bubai couldn't say anything, so he could only continue to listen attentively.

"The wind is still the same? Is there someone like you in Huashan? What happened to Huashan?" After all, Xiang Wentian has rich experience in the world, so he subconsciously stood in front of Ren Yingying.

After the brutal struggle between Yue Buqun and Zuo Lengchan, the Five Sacred Sword Sect including Huashan almost declined, and each fell into decline.

Various sects and sects in the arena have also raised their voices. It can be said that the arena has never been so peaceful as it is now, and there should be no disturbances.

"..." Feng Ru pondered for a while, his eyes turned slightly, and he glanced across the congregation guarding around, his implication was very obvious, "I am the Huashan Sword Sect, who rarely show up in the Jianghu. But Now that Mount Hua is in turmoil, the Sword Sect of Qi Sect naturally abandons the past suspicions and merges into one, regardless of each other. Recently, a major event happened in Mount Hua, and we ask Young Hero Linghu to help him."

Ren Yingying's red lips parted slightly, and she said coldly: "Brother Chong has already drawn a clear line with Huashan, he will not care about or care about Huashan's affairs at all, you don't need to waste your words, go down Heimuya quickly, remember You must not spread the news of the death of the leader Ren, otherwise don't blame this religion for being ruthless."

"Then what if it's about Feng Qingyang Feng Grand Master?"

Ren Yingying pursed her lips tightly.

She knew that Linghu Chong was not only nostalgic for the past, but also a warm-blooded man. The kindness to Huashan's upbringing and the kindness to Master Uncle Fengqing Yangfeng's rebuilding were unforgettable.

He would never stand idly by when something happened to Huashan, let alone something happened to Feng Qingyang.

Coupled with the fact that Brother Chong is eccentric by nature, it is a reluctance to let him stay in the Sun Moon God Sect to accompany him.

But right now, she can't let Brother Chong leave no matter what. She has lost her mother and now she has lost her father, coupled with the heavy burden of God's religion, and there are faint voices of opposition in the church, she is very scared and doesn't know what to do , she only has Brother Chong now.

"What happened to Senior Feng Qingyang?" She spoke slowly, but looked at Xiang Wentian.

Xiang Wentian frowned, secretly thinking about all the recent developments in the Jianghu.

"..." Feng remained silent as before.

"Your surname is Feng, who is Senior Feng Qingyang?"

Xiang Wentian continued to ask questions, but Feng still looked around the congregation and remained silent.

Ren Yingying nodded to Xiang Wentian, and pushed everyone away.

On top of the cold mourning hall, Wei Wei stood three people, looking very eerie.

Dongfang Bubai was dressed in the attire of the congregation, even though he was standing at the head of the door, he was also among those who were dismissed.

He withdrew slowly with the crowd, and was thinking about how to get a glimpse of the hidden things in the hall later, when at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

There was only a scream, like thunder on dry land resounding through the sky, but it stopped abruptly the next moment.

Dongfang turned his head immediately, but saw Ren Yingying standing abruptly at the door facing her, with a terrified expression on her face.

From such a long distance, others may not notice it, but he clearly saw a small red spot between Ren Yingying's eyebrows.

As expected, at the next moment, Ren Yingying fell on her back as if being pulled by something.

Just like fallen flowers floating on the dusty ground, pure white, flawless and helpless.

Behind Ren Yingying, the Huashan disciple stood with his back to everyone, and he didn't even look back.

As for Xiang Wentian lying on one side, his life and death are also uncertain.

All of this happened in an instant.