Chapter 203 Famous! (!)

   Early morning.

  White mist filled the air.

   Bai Ze domain is not peaceful.

  On the vast and vast Dongjiang River, there are jagged waves, and large waves of water are moving forward. In the past, ships and cargo ships came and went, which was extremely lively, but now on the entire Dongjiang River, there is no trace of any ship in a radius of hundreds of miles.

  A large number of murlocs held steel forks, walking forward on the waves, and quickly gathered forward.

Not only that.

   In some settlements and towns nearby, a large number of masters of evil organizations appeared, searching for the remnants of Shenwuzong everywhere.

  Anyone who dares to harbor the remnants of the Shenwu Sect will be killed immediately.

   This group of evil organizations seems to be crazy.

  For a while, the entire Bai Zeyu fell into unprecedented turmoil.

   And within this turmoil, a shocking news quickly spread.

  In the evil organization, a reincarnated evil mother was killed!

  As soon as the news came out, there was an uproar!

  What it means to reincarnate the evil mother, almost all established forces will know.

  If the evil mother wants to be reincarnated, the price she has to pay is extremely high, and it may not be successful.

  For decades, no evil mother has been able to reincarnate successfully.

  But once the reincarnation is successful, you will get extremely terrifying qualifications, some mysterious and unpredictable supernatural powers, and even have the powerful ability to command evil spirits.

   Characters like this will be cultivated as [evil sons] in evil organizations.

  Similar to the princes in some dynasties, they have a noble status and aloofness, and they are born with various auras.

   But such a character was actually killed?

   And according to the news, he was still killed by Xiao Fang, a little-known student of the Haisha Academy that many people had never heard of.

  Everyone was shocked and incredible.

   There is no doubt that the word Xiao Fang quickly became famous in Bai Zeyu.

   One night, it became a household name!

  Sunset Forest.

   Dimly lit.

   filled with unspeakable blood.

  One after another silhouettes were darting back and forth, searching around, wearing the uniforms of the disciples of the Red Eagle Academy. They were fast and swishing, searching every corner of the Sunset Forest.

  Finally, a group of disciples from the Red Eagle Academy quickly gathered in front of the director of the Red Eagle Academy, Chen Hongying.

   "Return to the master, I haven't found it yet!"

  A disciple turned pale and knelt on one knee.

  Chen Hongying has a slender body and is wearing a long red dress. Although she is over fifty years old, she is extremely well maintained, with an exquisite figure and a very thin waist. Looking from behind, she looks like a young girl.

   At this moment, his face was gloomy, and he said coldly, "Keep looking, when will you find it, until when!"

   "Yes, Master!"

  A group of Red Eagle Academy disciples panicked and dispersed again, searching quickly.

  Everyone is on edge.

  The only son of the headmaster, Chen Yunshan led people to take action not long ago, but he has not returned yet!

   More importantly!

  The entire setting sun forest was searched by them, no one was alive, no dead body was seen, it was as if the world had evaporated.

  The master of the Red Eagle Academy is almost on the verge of going berserk.

  They dare not imagine, if Chen Yunshan is not found again, what will happen?

"who?"

  Suddenly, Chen Hongying's eyes turned cold, he turned around suddenly, and shouted loudly.

   Wow!

  He has a murderous look on his body.

   Fallen leaves are flying in all directions.

"it's me!"

  A tall figure leaped forward and landed on the ground. He was dressed in a black robe, his face was indifferent, his hair was tied up, and he carried a black iron rod behind his back, exuding an invisible aura.

  The master of the Pojun Academy, Lei Xiao!

   "Don't look for it anymore, your son is dead!"

   As soon as Lei Xiao landed, he said indifferently.

"What did you say?"

  Chen Hongying's face turned cold, and he asked.

   "I said your son is dead!"

Lei Xiao said indifferently, "My son went to hunt down Song Shumei with a group of masters from the evil organization, but he met Xiao Fang, and everyone died, even the corpses were cleaned up by Xiao Fang. The revived master of the evil organization said it himself!"

   "Xiao Fang!"

  Chen Hongying had a gloomy face, holding five fingers firmly.

   Murderous aura surged on his body.

   More fallen leaves are flying in all directions.

"Where is he now?"

  Chen Hongying shouted.

   "I'm looking for him, not only you, but Xuanyuancheng, Duer, and me are all looking for him!"

   Lei Xiao spoke indifferently.

   Not only looking for him, but also the corpses of Song Jinlun and Dongfang Bai.

  One day without seeing Dongfang Bai's body, he will feel restless.

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  In Nanshan City.

  In a secluded yard.

  Yang Fang gently grabbed Chen Shiyan's unconscious body, carefully took out the ecstasy water, and poured it into Chen Shiyan's mouth.

  He arrived here early in the morning.

   Regardless of the various arrest warrants in the city and the masters of evil organizations, the purpose is to obtain their escape route from Chen Shiyan's mouth.

  As long as you know this route, you can ask the experts of the Azure Dragon Club to help you search.

   In this way, it will save him a lot of hard work!

   Enter the stomach with half a bottle of ecstasy water.

  Yang Fang sent a wave of true energy over, and Chen Shiyan, who was in a coma, let out a groan, and slowly opened her eyes, showing a dazed and dull look, like a puppet, motionless.

   "When you left from the Miexie League, where were you hunted down?"

  Yang Fang only stared at the other party.

   "I don't know, it's a long way, I don't remember the way."

  Chen Shiyan murmured in response.

   "Then which route did you take, should you remember? Where did you meet the chamber of commerce, and where are you planning to go?"

  Yang Fang asked.

   "I remember, the [Green Scale Chamber of Commerce] I met in Xiaolong Town was about to rush to the [White Sand Settlement], and it seemed that I passed a big mountain in the middle."

  Chen Shiyan responded sluggishly.

   "Little Dragon Town."

  Yang Fang repeated, and said, "Where did you get hunted down? Did you get out of one third of the way?"

   "According to the shopkeeper of the chamber of commerce, not yet."

  Chen Shiyan continued to respond blankly.

   "Then which direction Ren Jun and Cheng Tianye fled at that time, do you remember?"

   "I don't remember. The situation was too chaotic and the sky was dark. I didn't see it at all."

   Chen Shiyan said.

"All right."

  Yang Fang talked to himself and continued to ask questions.

   Just like that, ten minutes passed.

  Finally, Yang Fang stunned Chen Shiyan again, frowning, lost in thought.

  He took out the antidote of the ecstasy water, poured it directly into Chen Shiyan, and then left the place immediately.

  It seems that things are more troublesome than I imagined.

   Fortunately, Chen Shiyan gave a rough range!

   Next, let the people from the Azure Dragon Society do a blanket search there.

   Strange town.

  There are not many households.

  The flames of war have not yet reached here.

   A group of surviving Shenwuzong disciples are all hiding here at this moment, secretly healing their injuries.

  Song Shumei and Fang Yuanyuan's injuries were not serious at all. Two days later, they were already healed. They were gathering together at this moment, discussing in low voices, planning what to do next.

   Someone proposed to return to the Shenwuzong headquarters, and there must be masters sitting in the headquarters.

  Someone suggested that it would be a long way to go back and it would not be safe, so it is better to stay in the town first.

  Some people suggested that it is better to hide in the mountains to avoid the limelight first.

  Suddenly, various voices rang out, making it difficult for Song Shumei to pay attention.

   "Ahem."

   A slight cough came.

Pale-faced Song Jinlun, wearing a clean white long gown, the blood on his upper body had stopped, stepped out of the room, and said, "Stop arguing, the current Shenwuzong headquarters is not safe, and returning is not a good thing. "

   "Dad, you are here!"

   "Master Song!"

   "Master!"

  A group of surviving disciples of Shenwuzong quickly greeted them.

   "Daddy, how are you feeling?"

   Song Shumei asked.

   "It's nothing serious."

  Song Jinlun shook his head slightly, and said, "Yuanyuan was right just now. Right now, we are not suitable for anything other than hiding in the deep mountains. Even if we hide in the deep mountains, we will be in danger of being discovered."

   "So what should we do?"

  Song Shumei asked.

   "Right now, I have a place to go."

  Song Jinlun said expressionlessly, "Yeshen Mountain, the headquarters of the Night God Sect more than a thousand years ago!"

   "Night God Headquarters?"

   "Yeshen Mountain?"

  Everyone became suspicious.

"Yes, more than a thousand years ago, various forces joined forces to destroy the Night God Sect. Later, our Shenwu Sect gradually became the largest force in Bai Zeyu, and took over everything that originally belonged to the Night God Sect. Extraordinarily remote, shrouded in fog all year round, is the headquarters of the Night God Sect!"

  Song Jinlun said:

   "The terrain there is complex, easy to defend and difficult to attack. Although it was once set on fire by Shenwuzong, but after so many years, it has already been restored again. It is definitely not a problem for Tibetans!"

   "Okay, if this is the case, then we can pass!"

   "Yes, Dean Song, we are willing to go there with you."

   "I beg Master Song to lead the way."

  Among the crowd's joy, Song Jinlun suddenly raised his head, looked into the distance, and said in a low voice, "My friend outside the door, since you're here, why don't you come in and see him?"

   Squeak!

  The door of the room was pushed open.

  Yang Fang stepped in. He was dressed in a green robe, with loose black hair, and his body was extremely burly. His body was filled with invisible aura and his joints were broad.

   "Master!"

  He looked calmly and looked at Song Jinlun.

  Song Jinlun was silent for a moment, without saying a word.

  All the disciples were stunned, showing joy.

   "Brother Xiao!"

   "Senior brother Xiao, you are here!"

   They greeted quickly, excitedly.

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   Two days later.

  In the rich deep mountains.

  The mountains are undulating and mighty, like huge reckless dragons entangled here, entangled circle after circle.

  The surrounding area was shrouded in mist, bamboo and trees were overgrown, and there was an unspeakable chill in the air.

   Even in broad daylight, there is a gloomy feeling.

   I saw the ruins in front of me, densely packed, I don’t know how long they have existed, some of the ruins have been buried in the soil, and the other part is also covered with moss, all kinds of broken sculptures are scattered all over the ground.

   "This is the former headquarters of the Night God?"

  Yang Fang frowned and looked around.

   It's really not easy along the way.

  The dense fog area alone stretches for dozens of miles.

  If it wasn't for Song Jinlun leading the way, most people might not be able to find this place.

   "The Night God Sect was once glorious and extremely prosperous, but unfortunately, it will be ashes to ashes and dust to dust."

  Song Jinlun sighed softly, and gently swayed a dark red statue in his palm.

  The statue is carved with a god's residence that has never been seen before.

  The eyes are strange and widely spaced, which are very different from ordinary humans.

  Yang Fang nodded and asked, "Then what is Master planning to do next? Do you want to hide here forever, or do you have other plans?"

   "I am going to rebuild Shenwuzong!"

  Song Jinlun responded.

   "Rebuild Shenwuzong?"

Yang Fang frowned, and said, "I'm afraid it's not easy. The three masters of Shenwuzong rebelled, one ran away, and the other two disappeared. It's not so easy to rebuild, and the evil organization The murlocs won't give us a chance."

"Know!"

  Song Jinlun said calmly, "But it's man-made. I need to give the survivors an explanation!"

  Yang Fang nodded and said: "Okay, since the master is willing, I will arrange the food and use."

   "Xiao Fang, tell me honestly, do you want to be the new suzerain of Shenwuzong?"

  Suddenly, Song Jinlun turned his head and looked directly at Yang Fang.

"I?"

  Yang Fang's expression froze.

"Yes."

  Song Jinlun said, "I am seriously injured, and it is difficult to heal. Shumei and Yuanyuan have low cultivation levels and cannot provoke the leader. Among the people, only you have this kind of strength. I wonder if you are willing?"

  Yang Fang didn't say a word, and immediately began to weigh the pros and cons in his mind.

  All the disciples of Shenwuzong from all directions also looked at Yang Fang, their expressions changing.

  President Song actually made such a suggestion?

but!

  When they thought of Yang Fang's terrifying strength, they felt that it was completely possible.

   Right now they urgently need someone who is like the backbone to preside over the overall situation.

   Otherwise, even if they hide here, how many people can survive?

  Everyone desperately hopes that Yang Fang can agree.

   After a while.

Yang Fang shook his head lightly, "Master, with all due respect, it's too early to think about these things now, and although your injury can't be completely healed, it's not a problem to stay in the second stage, so why should I come here to do it for you? Let’s put this matter on hold for the time being, and wait for us to get through this hurdle before making a decision!”

  Song Jinlun was slightly silent, and looked at Yang Fang again.

  Yang Fang actually refused?

  He mixed into Shenwuzong, why?

   "Alright, if you don't want to now, I won't force you."

  Song Jinlun sighed softly.

  Yang Fang nodded slightly, and said, "We have a large number of people, and we must first solve the problem of food. I will go out and get some food now. As for other things, I will find a solution one after another."

   "Be careful on the road."

  Song Jinlun said.

"rest assured."

  Yang Fang smiled, stretched his body, and swept towards the periphery.

  Being led by Song Jinlun once, he had already fully remembered it.

  During the journey, the scent of Drunken Soul Incense has already stained the trees and rocks.

  From now on, I will come whenever I want, and walk as much as I want.

   Swipe, Swipe, Swipe!

  The figure flickered, and Yang Fang's body quickly disappeared.

  He looked firmly into the distance.

   There is still a big event waiting for him right now.

   That’s the God Seed.

  The first chapter is here!

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  (end of this chapter)