Lord of the night.

Chapter 694 Heartbroken [Two in One]

"what!!"

Fang Che roared.

His eyes were red.

He spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pu" sound, and then used all his strength to perform the Blood Burning Technique, doubling his speed again.

He let out a long roar that shook the sky and could be heard far and near.

The snow that accumulated for thousands of feet in a radius was shattered into pieces.

The boundless snow swept past under his feet!

He didn't even pay attention to the time, he just rushed forward.

It came whistling with a sharp and long sound, like thunder in the sky, continuous and endless.

With a whoosh, he broke through a piece of forest that was exposed by the long roar. Fang Che's forward body suddenly stopped, and then turned around like a ghost.

Because, here... on the snow, there is a patch of bright red.

It is particularly dazzling in the heavy snow.

Fang Che's body fell like a whirlwind, his spiritual awareness spread out, and the golden-horned dragon roared and circled out, inspecting the surroundings, and was fully alert and alert in the search.

Then he rushed to a place full of blood and red.

There is no complete body.

Only brokenness.

Broken bones, pieces of flesh and blood, and messy white hair are everywhere in this forest.

Mu Linyuan's clothes were also shattered into pieces like butterflies.

Fang Che searched around quickly.

Finally he stopped suddenly.

In front of me, I saw a small tree with its crown blown off and its trunk sharpened.

A head was inserted upright.

It was Mu Linyuan’s head.

The head with white hair was quietly stuck on the white tree trunk, and on the face, there was still a smile of extreme mockery and satisfaction.

It seems like he is still laughing at something.

At the bottom of the tree trunk, the bark had been scraped off and a few words were written in blood.

Mu Linyuan’s blood.

“Night Demon Cult Leader, are you feeling comfortable? Hahahaha…”

Fang Che let out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth!
Suddenly, my mind went blank!
He stepped forward, pulled Mu Linyuan's head off the tree stump, and held it in his arms.

My heart ached and tears welled up in my eyes.

This is a devil.

A demon who does all kinds of evil.

But he is truly sincere to himself.

Since their first meeting, Mu Linyuan taught him the Bingche Lingtai, a technique he is still using today.

From Bibo City to Baiyun Island, from Baiyun Island to Donghu Island.

until now.

Mu Linyuan has been doing his best to support himself.

Even when Lian Yinshen Palace doubted him and was dissatisfied with him, Mu Linyuan was always there to mediate.

Now, he is finally there!
Fang Che felt as if his heart was torn apart. This wave of emotion was even more touching to him than Sun Yuan’s death.

Because I was just saying that once I have the foundation, I will take them in to take care of them in their old age.

He knew that this had always been Mu Linyuan's wish.

So I said it on purpose.

He did not forget the dazzling light that suddenly flashed in Mu Linyuan's eyes when he said this!

Those bright eyes seemed to still be before my eyes.

Fang Che didn't know what to feel.

I said this on purpose to coax you, but in fact I can't do it. What you heard was actually a lie...

Fang Che held Mu Linyuan's head, stunned.

The past events are vivid, sliding through my mind.

……

"Night Demon, I will wait for you to achieve something in the future, and then I can enjoy my life in peace."

"Don't blame your master. If he hadn't done this, he wouldn't have been able to become the leader."

"Are there enough resources for cultivation?"

"You are now the Night Demon Cult Leader, not the Night Demon."

"I'm waiting to see you soar into the sky!"

Then, a dazzling light suddenly flashed in his eyes: "Really?!"

That hearty laugh filled with joy: "I have no regrets in this life! I have no regrets in this life!!"

……

Fang Che felt extremely sad. He hugged Mu Linyuan's head and finally let out a deep breath, tears welling up in his eyes: "Second Master..."

The Golden Horned Dragon reported that no trace was found nearby.

Hai Wuliang has disappeared.

Fang Che felt his chest was stuffy as if it was about to explode, and he roared towards the sky with anger.

"Hai! Wu! Liang!!"

Mo Wang and others arrived in a hurry, and seeing the leader holding a head, they suddenly felt heavy-hearted.

They are not familiar with Mu Linyuan.

However, just by looking at the conversation between Mu Linyuan and the leader, you can tell that they have a deep relationship.

Mu Linyuan only had the cultivation of a venerable. With this level of cultivation, the leader could easily slaughter a large number of people. But he still respected Mu Linyuan so much.

That is the elder who holds great importance in the leader’s heart!
Moreover, when they were at the former site of the Night Demon Cult, what Mu Linyuan said almost touched everyone's heart.

Especially those few sentences are inappropriate.

Yes, the Night Demon Cult had to choose a location, a specific place, and specific discussions. If Mu Linyuan was there, Mo Wang and others would really feel that it was inappropriate. But the leader insisted, so it was fine.

But Mu Linyuan suggested leaving first.

It can be said that the sense of proportion is extremely well grasped.

But this one walk...cost him his life!

Died tragically at the hands of others!
a long time.

Mo Wang took a step forward and said in a low voice: "Master, please accept my condolences."

Fang Che suddenly exhaled a long breath of white air and said lightly: "Stand back for a moment, I will collect the bones of the second master."

Mo Wang and others looked at the blood, flesh and bones scattered on the ground and couldn't help but sigh.

This... is there any need to clean it up?
There was no way I could put it together.

But Fang Che was very meticulous, so meticulous that he would not let go of even a small bone fragment.

But in the end, all that could be put away, including the head, was a small package.

Look at this little package.

Fang Che's heart suddenly twitched, and he remembered when he was collecting Sun Yuan's remains.

It’s such a small package.

He was a tall and strong man when he was alive, but after his death, he was dismembered in such a miserable way!

Even the flesh and blood cannot be found.

Looking at the mocking smile remaining on Mu Linyuan's face, one could tell that he was laughing to the extreme of pleasure before his death.

Fang Che sighed in his heart: "I wonder what you mocked Hai Wuliang for before you died? You were so pleased."

Wrap the parcel and tie it securely.

Fang Che carried him on his back and said silently, "I need to go to Yi Xin Sect first and send Second Master back."

"Let's go together!"

Mo Wang and the others said in unison: "I'm afraid Hai Wuliang is still in the dark. If we all work together, we can take care of each other."

"No need."

Fang Che's eyes were filled with anger, and he said calmly, "Go back and do your own things."

He looked at the confused snow in the distance and gritted his teeth and said, "There are too many people. Hai Wuliang may not dare to come out."

The six people looked at each other in bewilderment: "Master, you... this..."

"When Hai Wuliang was the leader of the Night Demon Sect, he was only at the first level of the Saint."

Fang Che took a deep breath and said, "Even if he has been reborn in the past six months...what can he do?"

The six people immediately felt relieved.

There is really nothing to worry about.

With the leader's fighting power, Mo Wang even suspected that the leader could now fight the Holy King!

There is really no need to worry too much about a little saint!
"Then please take care on your journey, Master!"

The six people clasped their fists at the same time: "We are waiting inside the sect, waiting for the return of the leader."

"The deceased is gone, Master, please accept my condolences."

Fang Che didn't say anything, just waved his hand, carried the package on his back, and braved the wind and snow, disappearing in the forest and snow in an instant.

Mo Wang and others stood there and watched until the leader disappeared, and they didn't see him look back even once.

"The leader has suffered a heavy blow this time."

Mo Wang sighed: "Let's go back and work quickly. We should sort out what we can, otherwise... if the leader comes back and doesn't see the progress, we will suffer the consequences."

"That's right! Go back quickly!"

Everyone was shocked.

Turn around immediately and go to work.

Fang Che ran all the way, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his heart.

After walking for more than 2,000 miles, he finally remembered to send a message to Yinshen Palace: "Master, please give me a direction, and I will send Second Master back."

Teach with all your heart.

Yin Shen Gong sat there in a daze.

Looking at the vast snow in front of me.

He didn't know when tears flowed from his eyes and when they dried on his face.

When Mu Linyuan's message came, Yinshen Palace was shocked on the spot.

I replied immediately, but there was no response. Then I couldn't send it anymore.

What does it mean that it cannot be sent out? As the subordinate leader of the Only Orthodox Church, Yinshen Palace naturally knows it very well.

A heart feels like it's suddenly missing a piece.

A friend who roamed the world in his prime, the founder of the Yi Xin Sect, and an old brother who has been in the same business for nearly two thousand years!
It’s just gone!
Now, he couldn't even feel hatred towards Hai Wuliang.

Only extreme sadness!
Qian Sanjiang and Hou Fang have already received the summons.

They were both very surprised. What happened to the leader? It had been a long time since I saw him so depressed. He even had tears on his face...

"Gather the men."

Yin Shengong's eyes were gloomy: "Let's go and pick up Lao Mu."

"Old Wood?"

Qian Sanjiang suddenly felt an ominous feeling: "What happened to Lao Mu?"

"he died."

Yin Shengong said expressionlessly: "Killed by Hai Wuliang."

"what?"

The two men's hair stood on end and they became furious: "Master! Let's go!"

Just about to issue a call.

Yinshen Palace suddenly received news from Yemo.

He took it out and looked at it, then fell silent and murmured, "No need to go for the time being."

"Why?!"

"Night Demon, Night Demon sent Lao Mu back..."

Yin Shen Gong said sadly: "Get ready to welcome Lao Mu... home!"

He turned around and looked at the two hundred neatly stacked jars of the incense he had specially prepared in the room.

Thinking of the agreement with Mu Linyuan, I couldn't help but feel sad.

"Lao Mu... why did you make this agreement... how can I drink this wine in the future?"

The Yi Xin Sect has already begun hanging up white silk.

Be prepared to welcome.

Fang Che was already on his way to the Yi Xin Sect's headquarters.

Along the way, he had been hoping that Hai Wuliang would show up and attack him, but Hai Wuliang never showed up!

Seeing that he was about to reach Yixin Sect, Fang Che felt extremely complicated.

This was his first time to visit the Yi Xin Sect headquarters.

Even he himself could not have imagined that the first time he arrived at the Yi Xin Sect headquarters, he was actually there to deliver a corpse!

Fang Che felt extremely heavy.

Is Mu Linyuan a demon? Yes.

He also has the blood of countless innocent people on his hands! He has slaughtered countless people from the Guardian Continent in his lifetime. Fang Che thought about the future of Mu Linyuan and others.

But he never thought that he would die like this.

I have seen the traces left by the Yixin Sect, which are the traces that guide me. Yinshen Palace and others should be able to discover my arrival soon.

At this moment, a message suddenly came from the communication jade of the guardian in his arms.

There is new news, very urgent.

Because the news came from An Ruoxing herself.

"Fang Che, where are you?! Answer me now!"

Fang Che's heart skipped a beat.

An Ruoxing rarely sends messages to herself on her own initiative.

Not to mention messages like this with the "quick reply" message.

Suddenly, an ominous feeling came over me.

He quickly replied, "Deputy Commander An, I'm searching in the forest outside... I'm a little lost at the moment and can't figure out my exact location. If you have anything to say, I'll find a way."

An Ruoxing sent a message.

"Come back quickly! Your divine teacher has died."

There was a bang.

puff!
A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

Fang Che's body shook violently, and it felt like a bolt of lightning in a dry sky, hitting him squarely on the head.

It hit him so hard that stars appeared in his eyes!
My vision was blurry, and I couldn't even read the contents of the communication jade. My heart ached so much that it almost broke.

He could never have imagined that he would lose two relatives from both the good and evil sides in one day!

And they are all elders who have been very kind to me!
This fact was almost unacceptable to him! Mu Linyuan's death made him heartbroken, but the bad news about the old man made him even more heartbroken!
He breathed heavily and subconsciously grabbed the bag on his back.

Sat on the ground.

I just felt my heart beating like a drum and sweat pouring out like pulp.

He forced himself to activate the Bingche Lingtai, but immediately remembered that this was taught by Mu Linyuan.

Suddenly, the scene of the old man beating up his immediate boss, Zhao Shanhe, for him flashed through his eyes.

For a moment, my mind was in chaos.

"Huhu...huhu..."

Fang Che took a deep breath, tried his best to recite the Infinite Sutra, and tried hard to regain consciousness.

But my vision kept going dark.

On the communication jade, An Ruoxing's message kept coming: "We are going out to search and rescue, the team is scattered, I am with your divine teacher... Your divine teacher sacrificed heroically to cover the retreat..."

"...When we parted, he told me...tell Fang Che to avenge me."

Although An Ruoxing was grief-stricken, he forced himself to hold it in and told Shen Zhixuan everything he had said.

This is what he has to do.

He had just met up with Zhao Shanhe and others, and immediately started contacting Fang Che.

He knew how much the old man cared about Fang Che. This was a child that the old man cared about!
If Fang Che didn't attend the old man's funeral, I'm afraid the old man would not be happy even if he died.

Fang Che stared intently.

He stared at the words on the communication jade and read them carefully.

He sent a message with difficulty: "Who...did it?"

"The leader of the Tianming Sect is Mu Feng."

"The Destiny Cult!!"

Fang Che let out a low roar like a wounded and dying beast.

"The day after tomorrow will be the funeral of Shen Zhixuan, Zhao Yi and other brothers."

An Ruoxing sent a message: "I'm here to see your teacher off."

"You must be careful outside. This time, the minor leaders of the Only Orthodox Church used the heavy snow as cover to massacre civilians and attack the guardians and defenders. We suffered heavy losses!"

"Come back as soon as possible."

Fang Che felt the world explode into black and white in front of him, and he unconsciously replied: "I will definitely come back! Wait for me!"

……

The golden-horned dragon hovering in the air sent out a soul warning.

Fang Che's entire body was instantly filled with infinite scriptures.

His posture remained unchanged, one hand holding the sword to support his body, but he was fully prepared for battle.

Yinshen Palace and his men flew over.

At first glance, I saw the tragic night demon.

"Night Stalker!"

Yin Shen Gong cried out in a trembling voice.

A huge sorrow came over me.

"Master."

Fang Che was truly heartbroken at this moment. When he saw Yinshen Palace, he dropped his guard and fell to the ground: "Master Mu, he..."

"Go in and talk."

Yin Shengong picked up Fang Che, half dragged and half hugged him, then turned around and went back.

Qian Sanjiang ran back with Mu Linyuan's remains in his arms and lowered his head.

Two tears fell on the snow.

……

They had already gotten a clue from Mu Linyuan's last words. Now, after listening to Fang Che's account of the entire incident, the atmosphere in the Yi Xin Sect's main hall was almost stagnant.

"Hai Wuliang!"

Yin Shengong uttered the three words with gritted teeth, mist rising in his eyes.

That was forcing the tears to evaporate into mist using spiritual energy.

Qian Sanjiang and Hou Fang put Mu Linyuan's head down upright, then they went out with gloomy faces to find the best wood.

Carve out a body bit by bit with your own hands.

Yi Xin Sect held a grand funeral.

Fang Che didn't say a word from beginning to end.

Just silence.

finally.

He kowtowed nine times respectfully in front of Mu Linyuan's spirit.

Stand up.

"Master, I'm going back."

Yin Shen Gong closed his eyes and sat in silence without opening them.

"it is good."

"In revenge for your Master Mu... you must be careful and safe. As long as Hai Wuliang is dead, this vengeance will not be forgotten!"

"Yes, take care, Master."

Until Fang Che walked out of the main gate of the Yi Xin Sect.

Yin Shen Gong didn't even open his eyes.

He sat there in silence, like a rotten wood without any life.

"This world is no longer ours..."

Mu Linyuan's voice rang out in Yinshen Palace's heart.

Yin Shen Gong sighed silently in his heart.

It's not that he didn't want to see his apprentice off, but his mind was now filled with countless memories of the past thousand years that he had spent with Mu Linyuan.

He was afraid of forgetting, so he kept trying to immerse himself in it.

"Old Mu..."

a long time.

Qian Sanjiang and Hou Fang came to the front of Yinshen Palace and squatted down worriedly: "Master?..."

Yin Shen Gong closed his eyes and whispered, "Before Lao Mu left this time, he told me that he wanted to drink the Baiguoxiang that we drank for a long time when we founded the Yi Xin Sect."

"Tonight we will be keeping vigil for Lao Mu. Lao Qian, Lao Hou, the three of us, let's have a drink."

Yin Shen Gong said solemnly.

"Yes."

Qian Sanjiang and Hou Fang's eyes were red, and they tried hard to hold back their tears, but they couldn't control it at all. As they nodded, tears fell to the ground: "Tonight, the three of us will accompany Lao Mu for another drink."

……

Fang Che left the Yi Xin Sect.

Looking back, I inexplicably felt a sense of deadness.

Walking alone in the heavy snow, looking at the vastness from sky to earth.

Fang Che was in a gloomy mood.

Suddenly I felt that this world has changed.

Everything that was once familiar is slowly fading away, and former relatives and friends are constantly leaving.

This world, which remains the same as always, seems to be becoming increasingly stranger.

He sped all the way towards the southeast headquarters.

He walked in the wind and snow, but he felt that his blood and heart had stopped moving, and he walked like an ice sculpture.

Along the way, the old man's voice, appearance and smile kept circling in my mind and in front of my eyes.

He just felt an empty heart.

Empty and nowhere to go.

But there is also a fire that is burning, constantly burning, and constantly spreading, as if it is going to burn all rationality to ashes.

"Destiny Cult!"

"I am the only orthodox sect!"

After traveling thousands of miles... in the wind and snow, in a valley not far away, there seemed to be a strange smell coming.

"Is there anyone alive here?"

Although he was in grief, the sense of responsibility as a guardian in his heart allowed Fang Che to reach the valley in an instant. After a search, a burst of spiritual energy blew away all the falling snow.

Sure enough, there were hundreds of low houses, some of which had collapsed.

In ruins.

They were a bunch of shriveled corpses.

They were all drained of blood.

It is obvious at first glance that it was done by those new small sects of the Somali Orthodox Church.

Fang Che was silent for a moment.

Looking at this valley, it is very solid, and the houses are built very cleverly. When the landslide occurs, the accumulated snow will slide down automatically. As long as you work hard, you can actually survive in this heavy snow.

As long as there is food and food, and look at the piles of dry firewood...

These people were prepared to withstand the natural disaster, but they could not escape the slaughter of the Solomon's Church.

Fang Che buried the body in silence.

Walk out of the valley silently.

He used his divine power to push up the snow piles all around and smash them in, directly filling up the valley.

"Rest in peace. I will avenge you!"

Fang Che turned around.

Suddenly, he let out a long roar, and his body rolled away in the vast snowstorm like an angry dragon rising to the sky.

……

An Ruoxing finally escaped back.

After the last one, Kong Lei, died, Mu Feng led the crowd in pursuit. When they were about to catch up, they encountered reinforcements from the Southeast Headquarters.

Mu Feng acted decisively and immediately ordered a retreat back to the snowy wasteland.

The Southeast Headquarters was in heavy snow and unable to pursue in such a hurry, so they picked up An Ruoxing and took her back.

Zhao Shanhe broke out in a cold sweat.

Because... just one step away!
If it was a little later, An Ruoxing would probably be finished.

But after hearing the news of Shen Zhixuan's sacrifice, Zhao Shanhe felt like the sky was falling.

He knew the position of Shen Zhixuan in Fang Che's heart, and Fang Che was afraid that he would go crazy this time.

After discussion, An Ruoxing insisted on sending a message to Fang Che herself to inform him of the bad news.

Then everyone searched for the bodies of the victims along the way, but there was nothing left as Shen Xuan was gone.

Only a sword was left in the snow.

The only relic!
At the Southeast Headquarters, the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

In this wave, those who sacrificed were not only Shen Zhixuan and the other four. There were more than 16,000 people in the first batch who went out to search and rescue the people, and more than 10,000 people in the second batch.

Among the two groups, there were about two thousand people who were attacked by the enemy during the process of searching and rescuing civilians, and their bones were buried in the snowy mountains and forests throughout the southeast.

One by one, these passionate men disappeared in the vast snowstorm for the people trapped in the snow.

Will never come back.

This does not include the forces of the major garrison halls and major families in the southeast who went out to search and rescue.

(End of this chapter)