Lord of the Night

In Fang Che's heart, the names on the stone wall were still flowing slowly, like a mighty and fearless face, which became a long river of time in front of him, and the righteousness soared into the sky!

"My predecessors, if you, after fighting in the secret realm, returned home with glory, but saw your wife being slaughtered at the city gate with your own eyes. What would you do?"

Fang Che murmured in his heart.

Those mighty faces remained unchanged, and their sharp eyes pierced through the ages and shone on Fang Che's face.

"I am the same as you. For the mainland, I have no regrets. I don't care about giving everything!"

Fang Che said word by word in his heart: "But if this happens, I will have no regrets in anything I do!"

"Do you agree?"

Fang Che certainly didn't get an answer.

But whether he got it or not, he didn't have any regrets.

I will do my things because I want to do them.

I will avenge my hatred because I want to avenge it!

No conflict!

A stern killing intent clearly emerged from him.

A sense of trance came.

Sun Wutian is back.

Fang Che did not resist.

Then, he suddenly disappeared from the study.

Entered Sun Wutian's domain.

…

The black fog was vast.

The mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

Ghosts dancing wildly.

The blood flowed like a river.

Fang Che was shocked when he came in.

In front of him was a scene of hell.

A timid person would probably collapse on the spot when seeing this scene.

"Grandmaster, this..."

Fang Che grinned.

"It's just a temporary illusion."

Sun Wutian said lightly: "What you saw when you came in before, you got there by breaking through this layer of ghost fog. But the people of the Murong family are not worthy of seeing my real domain. Letting them see hell is already a gift to them."

"Grandmaster is right."

Fang Che said.

Sun Wutian waved his hand.

The ghost fog separated an area.

Fifteen people lay quietly inside.

"The main figures of the Murong family are all here. I have sealed their cultivation!"

Sun Wutian said lightly: "How you want to vent your anger is up to you."

"Thank you, Master."

Fang Che said: "Please let them wake up."

Sun Wutian laughed strangely and waved his hand.

Then he turned into black mist and disappeared.

...

Murong Qingyu and others woke up slowly and immediately found that they had no strength at all.

Now, everyone is extremely weak and does not even have the strength of ordinary people.

The person who controls himself actually controls his tendons and veins with spiritual energy, making every tendon and vein sore and weak?

Fifteen people opened their eyes, struggled to sit up, and then their eyes were full of fear.

Where is this?

The surrounding dark fog rose, evil spirits appeared and disappeared, and a river flowed beside it. A closer look showed that it was full of blood.

And by the river, there were piles of small hills made of white bones.

Countless black air emerged from the White Bone Mountain, condensed in the sky, and evil spirits continued to appear.

Whatever face you thought of in your mind, it would be that face.

Everyone was horrified...

But their muscles and bones were sore and they couldn't move, let alone resist.

The sound of ghosts crying and gods howling sounded, the black fog rolled, and more than a dozen evil spirits rushed over with their teeth and claws bared.

They rushed directly in front of everyone.

"Ah!!"

With a scream, a middle-aged man's eyes were straight, his eyeballs almost bulged out, and he desperately kicked his body back with his feet.

"Ah... spare me... I didn't do anything..."

The man screamed: "Brother Wu, Brother Wu... I am helpless about your wife's matter, I was forced to do nothing... She didn't want to... Your daughter... Ah!! It's none of my business... That was killed by my eldest brother... It has nothing to do with me... We are sworn brothers, how could I harm you..."

The illusion created by Sun Wutian itself has the power to calm the soul.

This man's cultivation suddenly disappeared, and he was frightened by Sun Wutian before. When he saw the scene of hell, he instinctively thought that he was dead and in hell.

And there were countless of his enemies here, and people he killed.

As his thoughts changed, the evil spirits naturally became what he thought, and rushed over wildly.

For a moment, his mind was broken, and he had been frightened for a long time. He urinated and urinated, and tried his best to move back, but he couldn't move far no matter what, so he could only beg for mercy.

"Deacon Wang, I know you are wronged, but who asked you to check the Qinglong Gang at that time? They asked me to drug you, and I was helpless... I really couldn't do it... Woo woo..."

He cried loudly: "I really didn't mean it... Xiaolan, Xiaolan, listen to me, it wasn't me who killed you..."

The other members of the Murong family, as one person collapsed, the others also had a chain reaction, and one by one they confessed to the evil spirits in the air...

It was a mess for a while.

But Murong Qingyu and the other four or five people were still pale and silent.

They had experienced a lot and were relatively stable.

First, they had to judge whether they were dead or alive.

If they pinched themselves hard, they could feel pain.

That meant they were still alive?

Several people exchanged glances and ignored the evil spirits rushing in front of them.

As expected, the evil spirits disappeared when they pounced on their faces.

"Stop!" Murong Qingyu roared: "Stop shouting! We are still alive! This is an illusion!"

Several people shouted angrily.

The crowd gradually calmed down.

But there were still three people who kept repenting and kowtowing. No matter how others persuaded them, it was useless.

Several people joined forces to catch them, and they fainted when their heads hit each other.

Finally, they got some peace. But several people were exhausted and panting!

"Where is this place? Didn't Wu Tian Dao Mo catch us?"

Murong Qingyu frowned.

"Where is the demon?"

Everyone shook their heads.

The evil ghosts were still taking shape, rushing over desperately, one after another. Although they knew it was fake, everyone was nervous in their hearts.

Sweat kept coming out of their palms.

Then everyone remembered at this time that their family had been killed by Sun Wu Tian. The scene of blood all over the ground and the flesh and blood of relatives and clansmen flying suddenly came to their minds and memories emerged.

Murong Qingyu suddenly felt a rush of blood.

A mouthful of blood gushed out of the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly stood up tremblingly: "Sun Wutian! What hatred do my Murong family have with you? You are so cruel and ruthless that you slaughtered tens of thousands of people in my Murong family?"

"You butcher!"

"Executioner!"

"A devil with no conscience!"

Since he knew that there was no hope of survival, Murong Qingyu dared to curse.

A cold voice sounded: "You have no hatred with Sun Wutian. No matter how much you curse, it's useless."

"Who are you?"

Murong Qingyu turned around suddenly: "Who?"

No one appeared.

Murong Qingyu was furious: "You said we have no hatred with Sun Wutian, then who do we have hatred with? Why is there such a huge blood debt?"

"Because you have a hatred with me."

The black clothes fluttered.

A handsome figure stepped out of the magic fog. He had a handsome face and a graceful manner, but his eyes were like black ice that had not melted for thousands of years, looking at Murong Qingyu coldly.

"Fang Tu?!"

Murong Qingyu was surprised and blurted out.

The other people in the Murong family who were still conscious were also surprised. How could Fang Tu appear here?

"It's me. Why would the head of the Murong family feel surprised? Isn't this normal?"

Fang Che walked over slowly, dragged a chair over, and sat down on it.

He looked at Murong Qingyu with cold eyes and said, "Master Murong, I really don't understand why I am here? Your family members are all dead, and you don't even know it?"

Murong Qingyu's breathing became heavy, and he looked at Fang Che with hatred, gritting his teeth: "Fang Tu, it turns out that you are indeed a member of the Demon Sect!"

Fang Che smiled faintly, scratched his ears, and said faintly: "Murong Qingyu, is there any point in you saying this now? Your entire family is dead. And even the last of you are about to die."

Murong Qingyu's forehead veins suddenly popped up.

"Fang Tu, my family is dead, but your little wife is also dead, isn't she? Are you feeling well?"

Fang Che said faintly: "You are right, that's why your family members are all dead. Do you understand?"

One sentence, it was like a bolt from the blue.

The people of the Murong family suddenly widened their eyes and looked at him in disbelief: "This... is this your revenge?" Fang Che smiled and said lightly: "So I came here to ask you a question. All your family members are dead. Are you happy? Do you regret it? Are you satisfied?" His eyes suddenly showed blood. Because their answer was equivalent to admitting this: Is this your revenge? The word revenge explained everything. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Sure enough, you did it!" Although the Golden Horned Dragon would never be wrong to lead the way, Fang Che also needed to confirm it again. "It's you! It's because of this!"

Murong Qingyu's face suddenly twisted and he howled: "Fang Tu, you only lost one concubine, and you sent Sun Wutian to kill my whole family!? Are you still a human? Are you still a human!?"

"Don't blame others for the fifteenth day of the first month."

Fang Che smiled and leaned over to look at Murong Qingyu's face: "Anyway, I'm very happy that your family is dead. Murong Qingyu, you can yell a few more words, curse a few more words, and be more sad and angry. I can listen and I am more willing to watch. The more uncomfortable you are, the happier I am."

The more uncomfortable you are, the happier I am.

This is exactly the original intention of the Murong family to deal with Fang Che.

Make you sad, make you uncomfortable, make you painful, and make you want to die!

This is the revenge of the Murong family, and now, the same revenge has come to the Murong family.

Murong Qingyu and others all felt the real taste of burning inside!

Because their family is really gone!

Completely eradicated!

Murong Qingyu gritted his teeth and asked, "But before that, how can you be sure that it was us who did it? Fang Tu, I don't believe you have such great powers!"