Chapter 97: 97: villain demon (6)

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Xia Beibei lived in that inn for two days. The strange thing is that she did n’t see Feng Jiutian during those two days. The man did n’t seem to go downstairs all the time. The meal was served in his room.
On the second night, according to the secret message left by Xia Beibei, the brothers of Xueyimen gathered in an abandoned courtyard in Feng County.
In the night, Xia Beibei in a red dress came on the night, with exquisite and beautiful faces with endless cold colors.
"Holy Lady."
Seeing Xia Beibei's figure, all the others respectfully looked down and said hello.
"Everyone worked hard."
Xia Beibei raised his eyes and glanced at the people in the courtyard: "Now there is something wrong at Wutong Villa, I decided to attack Wutong Villa tonight, are you ready?"
"Yes!"
The answer to Xia Beibei is neat and unified, full of murderous voice.
"it is good."
Xia Beibei heard everyone's answer, his eyes cold, raised his hand and made a starting gesture-the night was dark and the wind was high, and the murder was at the time.

Wutong Villa, Gaomen Courtyard, the whole villa is located in the center of Fengxian County, surrounded by mountains and water, and has a quiet environment. It was first named because of the tree of Mantong.
At this time, the night was quiet, and at this time of the day, the disciples and the people of Wutong Villa had fallen asleep.
In the backyard of the mountain village, the courtyard of the young master was still lit by candlelight, and Feng Zhengzheng, Le Zhengfeng ’s personal maid, carefully carried the wine bottle and looked at his master worriedly: "Master Master, do n’t stop Drink. It's late at night, you have to rest early. "
Hearing Feng Lan's words, Le Zhengfeng looked up drunkenly and saw the face of Feng Lan beside him. Le Zhengfeng subconsciously narrowed his eyes: "Feng Lan, do you know? I really want to get drunk, However, no matter how much wine I drink, my mind will only become more and more clear. "
Soberly remembering the man's smile and seeing clearly, that day, his long sword pierced her thin body.
At that moment, her eyes widened, she couldn't believe it, and it was still deeply imprinted in Le Zhengfeng's mind until now.
A Lan, Ye Lan.
Until now, Le Zhengfeng hoped that everything he experienced was a big dream--
When the dream awakens, Alan will appear again. She will smile and tell herself that she is not a demon girl in the blood-clothed door at all. Girl.
If so ...
How good it should be.
Le Zhengfeng lowered his eyes, and his eyes reflected in the clear wine. Those eyes that were once full of spirits were now covered with bloodshot eyes.
"Ye Lan will surely die. She and you Wutong Villa are in a life-and-death relationship. Le Zhengfeng, are you going to ruin the 100-year foundation of Wutong Villa for the sake of your own children?"
That person's voice echoed again in Le Zhengfeng's mind—
Family, or personal feelings?
He resolutely chose the former.
Everyone has to make a lot of choices in their life.
regret?
What rights and qualifications does he regret?
Le Zhengfeng, you, but a coward.
Ah.
Le Zhengfeng sneered at Gu Zizi, and then he drank out the wine in the glass, raised his hand again and grabbed the bottle that Feng Lan was carrying, and filled himself with a glass of wine again.
"Young Master ..."
On the side, Feng Lan looked at Le Zhengfeng with heartache and was just about to say something. Suddenly, there was a loud noise of fighting outside the villa.
what happened?
Le Zhengfeng's gaze changed sharply, and the whole person stood up with a serious face.
"Less, less owner!" At this time, the guard outside the yard hurried into Le Zhengfeng's room: "Sorry Master, it's not good! The people in the blood-clothed door are here!"
Bloodcoat door?
Could it be that Huyan sent someone to come and avenge Ye Lan? There have been rumors on the rivers and lakes that Huyan Epilepsy and Ye Lan have a great relationship. Now Ye Lan has been in trouble for more than a month. In fact, Le Zhengfeng has been waiting for the arrival of Huyan Epilepsy. He did not expect that Huyan Epilepsy would come so late ... …
At this time, the entire Wutong Villa was covered in flames, and the blood was filled.
The people in the blood-clothed door were all wearing red robes, and wherever they went, blood spattered and howled.
When Le Zhengfeng lifted his sword into the yard, he saw countless deaths and injuries among the brothers in the villa. He quickly joined the battle group and quickly killed several disciples of Xueyimen.
At this time, the disciples of Wutong Mountain Villa gradually gathered from all over the mountain village, and even the owner of Wutong Mountain Villa Le Yuanying was murderously fighting against the people in Xueyimen. At that time, the people in Xueyimen began to be defeated by the people of Wutong Villa.
At this moment, suddenly the silver needle flew all over the sky, and a red figure fluttered like a butterfly.
In the red sleeves, there are already countless disciples of Wutong Villa falling to the ground—
Rainstorm pear blossoms!
Bloody demon girl, Ye Lan!
When Xia Beibei's figure suddenly appeared, the people of Wutong Villa all had their eyes widened, looking like a ghost, looking at her with horror—
More than a month ago, Ye Lan killed many people in Wutong Villa alone. This red figure left an indelible impression on all the disciples in Wutong Villa.
"Alan ..."
At this time, Le Zhengfeng also put down his long sword, staring blankly at the sudden appearance of Xia Beibei.
"Alan, are you ... alive?"
Are you dreaming?
At this time, Le Zhengfeng looked at Xia Beibei's face blankly until there was a burst of exclamation next to his ear. When Le Zhengfeng came back to God, the long sword in Xia Beibei's hand had stabbed him straight. In front of you.
At this moment, Le Zhengfeng didn't even evade or move, he just looked at Xia Beibei's face in a daze.
"Alan, I ..."
He wanted to say sorry to her. For more than a month, he could see her face every time he dreamed back at midnight, and saw her dying of blood.
Alan, I'm sorry, I don't want to.
I ... had no choice.
Le Zhengfeng opened his mouth and was about to speak. At this time, a large piece of silver flashed through, and Le Yuanying's long sword suddenly flew.
"Fenger, be careful!"
Le Yuan should respond to Xia Beibei's offensive while pulling his son back quickly!
"Feng'er! You must be awake, don't want to be fooled by this demon again!"
At this moment, Le Yuanying's voice was very loud and bright: "Demons of the Blood-Clothed Door! You are just cross-street rats in the martial arts, and only the ability to sneak attack at night! A group of rats! How afraid!"
Crossing the mouse?
When he heard Le Yuanying's words, Xia Beibei grinned: "We are rats, what are you? Undead cockroaches? Old man! Hugh is nonsense! When you were bullied by a large group of people at Wutong Mountain Villa, you even crossed the street rats Not as good! "
During the speech, Xia Beibei raised his hand again and waved countless hidden weapons.
Hardened poisoned weapon, indiscriminate attack, as long as the people in the yard hit the blood to seal the throat immediately, return to the lack of surgery!
Since it is a weapon of murder, there is no distinction between justice and evil—
Killing is killing.
The so-called punishment of wickedness and evil is just the sounding excuses that the decent martial arts found for themselves after killing people.