Uncrowned Evil Emperor

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The spring thunder in June blew up the first ray of dawn, and the sun slowly rose from Dongshan, bringing with it a torrential summer rain. Under the bright spring, the rain gradually became overwhelming with the thunder, and the The warm sunshine outside the white clouds shines on the heavy rain and deep mountains like bead curtains, like a curtain covering the beautiful Wuyun Mountain.

The heavy rain gathered in the mountains and washed away the swampy mountain ground, which seemed to be unstoppable. However, no matter how fast the rain was, it could not wash away the dark red that was the bloody revenge of the night...

In all directions, more than ten miles away from Zhumazhai, a large number of human knives appeared like meteors chasing the moon, and those who sat on the horses and swung their whips were all masters of the Xilulin Shanzhai sub-rudder. just reached the location of the incident.

When Lulin Qunhao came to the gate of Zhumazhai, the gate was deeply shocked by the violent force of the collapsed wall and the rain mixed with blood.

"Quick, take someone to see if there are any survivors?"

Qi Desheng, the headmaster of the Xinyi Hall, clenched his hands unnaturally as he tightened his grip on the horse's rope. Following his order, nearly fifty people from four villages who came nearby rushed into the village with their orders in unison.

Qi Desheng followed, and when he arrived in Zhumazhai, he was startled by the mess in his vision. His heartbeat doubled unconsciously, and a cold current gushed out from his heart, spreading all over his body and limbs in an instant.

In the Zhuma Village, there were bloody corpses strewn all over the ground. At least a hundred people had died. The fate of these corpses was extremely tragic. They were all pierced through the chest, head or even torn apart by sharp guns.Broken limbs and internal organs are everywhere, and many corpses can no longer be pieced together, and most of them are not complete.A hundred or so corpses were piled up in the middle of the big village in Zhumazhai, stacked up to a height of half a foot, which was about the same as Luanshigang.

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Xinyi Hall and the reinforcements who came from the nearby village took a breath at the same time. So many people died overnight, and the death conditions were so tragic. Who did it?

A group of disciples circled around the pile of corpses twice, and suddenly found survivors. These Zhumazhai disciples, who had barely survived death, were frightened pale by the horror in front of them, sitting in front of a group of old, weak, sick, and disabled. They were in a daze, and the torrential rain poured on them, but they didn't respond, they just shivered all over their bodies, and they didn't know whether they were frozen or scared.

Qi Desheng felt extremely fearful in an instant. If there were not dozens of other disciples around him watching him, he might have become like the terrified disciples of Zhumazhai.Taking a few breaths, he forced himself to suppress the fear in his heart, and Qi Desheng ordered: "Go, bring them here."

Several disciples said "yes", and randomly found two disciples who were paralyzed by fright, walked over with them, and threw it at Qi Desheng's feet.

The two disciples seemed to be stupid and insane. They were thrown on the ground and one half was lying on its side, its eyes were empty and lifeless; win.

After all, Qi Desheng is a master of the Xuanwu realm. After seeing it, he became angry for no reason, and shouted: "Useless things, tell me, what are you doing?"

The disciple didn't seem to hear it, and said in a nervous reflex: "Death, death, death, death, I was wrong, I was wrong, spare my life, spare my life..."

After asking several times, the disciple gave the same answer, Qi Desheng flicked his horsewhip angrily and pulled the man aside.

Just at this time, a disciple came over on a horse, with Liu Rong's body hunched over on the horse's back. On the body, a long sword pierced through the back from the chest.The texture of this crumpled paper is not bad, even though it has been soaked in rain for a while, it will not fester, and the small words on it can still be read.

Seeing this, Qi Desheng pulled out his long sword and opened the crumpled paper to look: Loyalty and hatred, murdering his father and causing chaos, stealing fire letters privately, confusing right and wrong, bringing disaster to others, despicable and shameless, he deserves to be punished...

After reading what was written on the paper, Qi Desheng's face immediately became extremely ugly, and his hands trembled involuntarily...

At this moment, a red fire letter [-] miles away soared into the sky, making a loud and clear whistle like the neighing of an eagle.

Red fire letter!

It is Hen Wuji who imitates the messengers specially equipped by Qinghou Huoxin for each village. There are many colors, and red is the highest danger signal, which means that the disciples under the hall will be ambushed and victimized.

When everyone looked back, the red fire letter was extraordinarily dazzling under the torrential rain, and when the fire letter was lifted into the sky, a burst of flame followed the fire letter, and everyone immediately heard that it was [-] years away. Shocking shouts of killing came from inside and outside, which overwhelmed the thunder in the sky for a moment, and shook the hills for tens of miles...

The entourage who followed Qi Desheng recognized the location, trembled all over and said: "Master, it's Shitou village."

Qi Desheng acted as if he had never heard of it, and clenched his fists: "It's Feng Jueyu, he's back."

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For a whole half a month, various forces in Xilulin at the junction of Yue, Qin, and Hu prefectures, centered on Wuyun Mountain Villa, were raided by a powerful mysterious team, resulting in the destruction of many cottages under Xilulin's rule.This force is named for its toughness and bravery, and its strength is unfathomable. Every time it appears, it will first submit a letter to the incense case in front of the village master's hall to testify that the loyal master of Wuyun Mountain hates Wuji for murdering his father and committing crimes, and framing others... Counting all kinds of crimes like this, if the lord of the village knelt down and begged for mercy, it would be fine, but anyone who has the slightest intention of resisting will be strongly suppressed by this force.

The means of this force are cruel and ruthless. If they don't move, they will die, and if they move, they will destroy mountains and villages.Half a month ago, with the Zhumazhai Huzhou sub-helm, a bloody storm of revenge kicked off a tragic prelude.This force is elusive, and it takes no more than half an hour from appearance to disappear every time. It comes and goes without a trace. People have seen even the slightest trace of this force.

Not only that, some reinforcements are often still on the way, and they will encounter another group of troops from this force to intercept them halfway, and they will be ambushed and killed on the way without leaving their mouths alive, and the methods are so cruel that it is outrageous.In the past half a month, from the beginning of closing the mountain and locking the world in the name of catching the murderer Feng Jueyu, to closing the door and closing the village and going out day and night, everyone in the West Green Forest is waiting for war, jittery, and fearful, fearing that it will become this stock. The next target of the power.

Hean Wuji saw the great trend and everyone felt insecure because of this unknown force, and felt overwhelmed. He had no choice but to order the village owners of all villages and villages to be summoned to the Wuyun Mountain Juyi Hall for three days in a row to discuss matters.

One day half a month later, a group of heroes gathered in the Juyi Hall of Wuyun Mountain Villa, all of them were dull and silent, and Hen Wuji sat on the hero chair at the head of the hall, his chubby face was full of strong and bitter evil spirit.It's too arrogant, Xilulin is also one of Tiannan's major leagues, and it has more than [-] disciples under its rule. It is so frightened by a force with only a few dozen that it dare not even come out, and it still laughs at Tiannan Martial Arts big teeth!

Hen Wuji frowned, and glanced at the people in front of the hall one by one, Yan Chong of the Law Enforcement Hall, Sun Renju of the Ritual Law Hall, Yuan Santu, Jin Zixuan, and the heads of each mountain, village, hall, and rudder were all present. Inside, no one spoke, and his face turned blue with anger: These bastards, for half a month, didn't catch a single person, raising these bastards for nothing.

That mysterious force was almost ready to emerge, but the more I thought that that force was Feng Jueyu who was chased by thousands of disciples from West Green Forest two months ago and ran all over the mountain like a bereaved dog. The cold air was blowing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. How did he manage to organize such a terrifying team to take revenge on West Green Forest in only two months?

The group of heroes were all silent, and Hen Wuji suppressed his anger and beckoned to Yuan Santu. Yuan Santu stepped forward and took out a booklet, and said in a low voice: "Huzhou sub-rudder stationed in Mazhai Liu Rongzhai Master Quanzhai 201 More than half of the people were killed or injured, 122 people in Zhongxiong Village, Zhongling Shitou Village, Qinzhou, 60 dead and 62 injured, 83 people in the Qinnan sub-rudder, 98 people in the Linggu sub-rudder, 75 people in the Yuexiu sub-rudder... the above five The villages are directly under the sub-helms of Zhonghoutang, Lifatang, and Xinyitang in our west green forest. There are a total of nearly 600 people. Within half a month, not half of them stayed. All the cottages under them were destroyed. One loss, hall master, the only statistics that the subordinates have received from the letter are these..."

Without explaining the purpose, Yuan Santu bowed and retreated after reporting the number of casualties to the group of heroes present.

Hearing the actual number of casualties, the faces of the heroes present were extremely ugly. Everyone lived in these ten miles and eight villages, so how could they not know what happened?Although they don't even know the numbers clearly, they still have a good idea of ​​how many people died in West Green Forest in the past half month.It’s just that it’s okay not to say it out. When these figures were put on the table after statistics, everyone’s hearts seemed to fall into the abyss...

Seeing that no one spoke, Hen Wuji was furious in his heart, but he still kept calm and said: "The reason for calling everyone here is to brainstorm and come up with a solution, and we can't let this group of people continue to do evil. Otherwise, my face in West Green Forest will be completely lost. Ladies and gentlemen, if anyone has any ideas, you can speak up and let us discuss it together..."

As soon as the words fell, one of the confidantes who hated Wuji, the man surnamed Xiong, jumped up against the case, and cursed in vulgar words: "What else can we discuss, in my opinion, the murderer is no one but Feng Jueyu, call the brother Sou Shan, I don’t believe that even if everyone is mobilized, they still can’t be found?”

The man surnamed Xiong spoke very excitedly, but the effect was not necessarily very good. The group in front of the hall seemed to have not heard it, and they all glanced at the pustules and lowered their heads. At this moment, an inappropriate voice resounded through the crowd. In the righteous hall.

"Look? How to find it?"

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ps: The first update on the 8th.