subordinates dare not

"Yes..." Meng Fuyuan replied subconsciously, but in the next moment, he suddenly realized something, "Why did you come back suddenly? Do you know how dangerous this place is! Did you not keep up with the team!" He urgently urged, "Hurry up, the escape route we arranged before should be correct, there is still time to go now!"

Huo Yi just looked at the other party calmly, and when the other party finally finished speaking without taking a breath, he was like a believer facing a god, referring to the oath he had made piously, "Master, I said that I won't leave."

Meng Fuyuan wanted to say something at first, but his voice stopped abruptly. All the long sentences of reason and emotion were broken into fragments in an instant, and they couldn't be pieced together again. Looking at the fundus of the other person's eyes, there is a piece of sincerity.

However, Huo Yi clenched the sword tassel tightly in his hand, and took another step closer to the other party, "This is the last time for me to disobey the owner's order, please don't be angry, the owner will never be again."

In the future, the two words suddenly touched Meng Fuyuan's heartstrings, thousands of words merged into one sigh, he turned his head in embarrassment, concealed his embarrassment, and said in a compromised manner: "Okay. It's the last time, don't make an exception."

Then he suddenly wrapped his arms around the opponent's waist, buried his head in the opponent's chest, and couldn't help but whispered: "Fool, why don't you run back and die."

However, Huo Yi said: "If you don't live together, you will die together." He thought for a while, then looked down at Meng Fuyuan, and added: "The sword tassel that the owner gave me...I like it very much..."

When he looked up, he saw the mighty army of the Demon Cult under the city wall.

"Fu Yuan, the Demon Cult... is here."

Meng Fuyuan nodded slightly, and he tiptoed to touch the other's lips suddenly, seeing the other's reaction was astonished, Meng Fuyuan laughed triumphantly, smiled and then restrained his smile, he turned around, "I'll go again Check the formation, you wait for me here, okay?"

As expected, he still couldn't do it, and used the no-survival Lingyuan Kungfu by Huo Yi's side, as if he ended the other's life with his own hands.He also didn't want to die in front of Huo Yi.

He has lied to me so many times, so I will also lie to him once, as an example, is it not too much?

Master Meng secretly said in his heart.

The other party said: "Okay."

Then he slowly descended the stairs, facing the strong wind howling, nimbly piercing into the clothes of passers-by, vaguely flakes of floating snow fell, blindfolding the eyes of the passers-by, the sky was gray, dark clouds were stagnant, and there was faint transmission in the distance. Come the cry of a lone bird.

Looking from a distance, he had already seen the face of the master of the Qinghong Sect.

Meng Fuyuan stopped under the city wall, at a blind spot that Huo Yi could not see, and began to meditate, "The prologue, the birth of things, is like rushing, motionless but unchanged, always moving..."

The ground under his feet began to shake, vibrate, and then cracked without warning, and the cracks spread in all directions. Snowflakes and gusts of wind fell into the nascent abyss. He seemed to hear the fallen horses and the neighing and screaming of the Demon Cult army in the distance. When the teacher was flustered, Meng Fuyuan's heart was completely calm.

So he continued to meditate silently.

"Two appearances, four images, five elements, eight trigrams, all things come into being, breaking the change of yin and yang, all living beings perish..."

Someone in the distance seemed to be cursing luck and natural disasters loudly, and someone repeatedly begged to retreat if they wanted. Meng Fuyuan only found it funny when he heard it. They didn't realize that it was a man-made disaster and not a god. Like a wave that was overwhelming, Meng Fuyuan suddenly heard someone calling himself in it.

From the corner of my eye, someone hurriedly ran towards me from the city wall.

It's Huo Yi.

He is so smart, but he still can't fool him.Meng Fuyuan was distracted for a moment, and then he forced himself to concentrate and single-mindedly recited the following exercise formulas silently.

"Mountains, rivers, earth, and the void in the ten directions will all disappear and return to silence..."

The ground trembled and the mountains shook with a bang, and the strong city walls began to become fragile and crumbling.The scene in front of me was just like the scene staged in a dream, the haze climbed up the blue sky, like a huge gray net, densely packed, tightly covering this narrow city.The cracks on the ground have already spread to the other side as far as the line of sight can see. In the Luoyan Palace, there are only a few evergreen plants and trees in the cold winter, which suddenly lost the juice they depend on for survival. Their branches became curled up, withered and yellow, and began to wither.

Finally, it's almost over.

Meng Fuyuan didn't dare to relax a bit.

He gathered the true energy in his body to his dantian again, and slowly closed his eyes. He was about to complete the last step of the technique. This time, he knew that he would not be reborn.

In an instant, a figure flashed past, and a sword stabbed straight into his chest from behind——

Meng Fuyuan suddenly fell to the ground because of the severe pain that he was caught off guard. He tried his best to raise his head, trying to open his eyes, and see who was secretly attacking him, making this plan fall short.

"Wake up quickly."

In the deep chaos, he heard someone whispering softly, as if talking to him.

who is it?

Who am I?

He tried hard to move forward, but found that his feet were filled with lead, so he could only move with difficulty, unable to move an inch, but even so, he still walked slowly, step by step, towards the source of the sound.

"sorry."

"I don't want to either, but this is the mission of the Celestials."

The man said to himself with great guilt.

"You will be reborn in the future."

"So I, Guzhu, Master Juehui, and all the decent people who died in this war were not meaningless sacrifices. Our hopes will be condensed on the passing time, and the second time in 100 years will be reproduced. During the battle against demons."

"Decentness never fails."

"I firmly believe."

After the man finished speaking, he turned around and walked away without looking back, but his steps were firm, as if he was going to the end of a doomed death.

But he hadn't seen the face of the person who spoke, so he tried to speed up his pace, trying to catch up with him, but because of his heavy feet, he could only let him go away, turned into a black spot, and finally disappeared No, he stopped a little decadently.

In the next moment, many voices sounded together, and the flow of water became more and more intense——

"Pavilion Master Shen, I believe that decentness will always be invincible!"

"Heaven has eyes, karma is retribution, the devil's religion has done a lot of evil, and its sins are serious, there will be no good results!"

"I want you to always remember that you are the master of the Linghao Pavilion, and you are the leader of the rivers and lakes. Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world."

"Shen Zhuo."

At last the voice called his name loudly, and at last he remembered who he was.

Meng Fuyuan struggled to open his eyelids, a beam of faint light broke through the window and melted into his pupils.

"Come on, the owner is awake!" the drug boy who took care of Meng Fuyuan shouted in surprise.

Meng Fuyuan looked at the surrounding scenery in a little confusion, and when he opened his mouth, he found his voice hoarse, "Where is this place?"

Huo Yi, who was guarding the door, hastily pushed the door open, closed the door, and replied: "Back to the owner, it's Ming Er's private house in Xuzhou."

Meng Fuyuan sat up with difficulty, and because the wound was involved, he couldn't help crying out in pain, his lips were flooded with unsightly paleness, and he moved with difficulty, "What happened... what happened, Luoyan Palace... what happened?"

Just when Fu Ba brought the medicinal soup, Huo Yi took it with both hands, scooped up a spoonful and brought it to the other's lips, "The owner finishes drinking the medicine first, and I will talk to the owner later."

Meng Fuyuan nodded lightly in an imperceptible way, allowing the other party to feed the medicine one mouthful at a time, and before he swallowed the last mouthful, he couldn't wait to repeat again: "What happened?"

"A month ago, the day the owner used the Lingyuan Kung Fu, Chao Zixuan stabbed the owner with a sword, so Ji Hongyi successfully occupied Luoyan Palace, and the owner's plan failed." Huo Yi frowned, "I took the owner with the sword in time. The master left from the escape route of Luoyan Palace's master and disciples, but fortunately, he did not fall into Ji Hongyi's hands."

Meng Fuyuan couldn't believe it, "How could it be... Chao Zixuan?"

"Chao Zixuan has gone mad for a long time." Huo Yi said seriously, "Fortunately, I insisted on staying in the Luoyan Palace that day, otherwise the owner of the villa might have died at the hands of Chao Zixuan. Later I heard that Chao Zixuan had abandoned the light and turned to the dark. Becoming a member of the Devil's Cult caused great chaos in the world, and many small sects who were in danger were already in panic when they heard about it."

Meng Fuyuan thought for a while and asked again: "Only Chao Zixuan, or the whole Linghao Pavilion?"

"Only Chao Zixuan."

Although Meng Fuyuan didn't want to believe it, he also knew that it was useless to worry about the reason why Chao Zixuan joined the Devil's Cult. "What's the current situation between the Devil's Cult and decent sect?"

"Luoyan Palace has been reduced to the possession of the Demon Cult, and a few more decent forces have fallen."

Meng Fuyuan frowned and said, "But I'm still seriously injured, and I can't use the "Lingyuan Gongfa" either."

"Then what should we do now?"

The two looked at each other and fell silent together.

In the next few days, Meng Fuyuan thought hard and could only get healed as soon as possible, and the way to die on the battlefield, his soul was already damaged, the recovery of his body was much slower than when he was still Shen Zhuo 100 years ago, and his physical endurance was not as good as usual , so he was eager to use his skills to heal his injuries, but instead he was self-defeating and injured his body.

Seeing this, Huo Yi sternly warned the other party, "The owner is usually smart and transparent, why is he so dull at this moment? Haste makes waste. I know the owner is impatient, but if you are eager for success, all previous efforts will be wasted in the end."

Meng Fuyuan was stunned for a long time by Huo Yi's head-to-head scolding, and after a while, he came back to his senses and let out a long sigh, "You have been in charge of Wuwei Villa for me for a month, and you have the attitude of a villa owner. "

It was only then that Huo Yi realized that he had spoken unscrupulously in a hurry, and quickly knelt down to confess, "This subordinate is rude."

"Get up." Meng Fuyuan shook his head, "I'm not blaming you, what you said is indeed right. There is no way to be anxious, I can only take a step for the time being."

On the tenth day after Meng Fuyuan woke up, front information came one after another, the upright Fuyingmen was also owned by the Demon Cult, and the upright family fell down again.

Seeing this, Meng Fuyuan couldn't help sighing heavily. He stretched out his hands and rubbed his temples with a headache. At this moment, footsteps sounded next to his ears. Meng Fuyuan thought to himself that it might be another piece of information about the defeat of integrity, but he didn't want to. The boy came empty-handed, and only brought one sentence——

"Villa Master, someone claims to be the head of the Tianshu Sect and wants to see the Villa Master."

Meng Fuyuan's eyes lit up when he heard the words, "Quickly invite him in!"

Not long after, the wooden door was pushed open by an uninvited guest with a "squeak". Bian Qingyu, wearing a black cloak, walked slowly into Meng Fuyuan's inner room, and then took off the cap of the cloak with his hand, revealing his face.

He said bluntly to Meng Fuyuan: "I have learned Lingyuan Kung Fu, let me kill Ji Hongyi."

Meng Fuyuan was stunned for a moment.

After a while, he still couldn't hide the shock on his face, and asked doubtfully, "How could you?"

Bian Qingyu smiled lightly, "I'm afraid the owner of the village has forgotten, but I know that there is Lingyuan Kung Fu on the stone wall of Qianluan Mountain. How could I resist stealing the magic and peerless kung fu that was taught, but I My comprehension is mediocre, and there are some places I can't study by myself, since the owner is the one who created the Lingyuan technique, I need to trouble the owner to give some pointers."

Meng Fuyuan was silent for a long time after hearing the words, "Okay."

He thought for a while and asked again: "Aren't you imprisoned in Zhaoyuan Temple?"

"The rivers and lakes are in chaos. People in the rivers and lakes can't save their own lives. Who else will care about me? So I tried to escape. But I think the reason why I was able to escape successfully may also have the hint of Master Jueming."

"I see." Meng Fuyuan nodded, he seemed to be thinking of something, and asked again: "Then do you know what happened to Chao Zixuan?"

Bian Qingyu said in a concentrated voice, "My eyeliner in the Devil's Cult told me that Chao Zixuan had long been made into a puppet and lost all sanity."

"It's so!" Meng Fuyuan's pupils tightened, "But Linghao Pavilion is heavily guarded, when did Ji Hongyi make Chao Zixuan a puppet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly recalled a certain doubt that he had left behind. Before the other party could answer, he answered the other party's answer step by step, "I see, it's Qing Hongmen's birthday banquet."