Gorefiend

Xiaofeng didn't go out much these days, anyway, those children disliked him and didn't play with him, so he wrote quietly in the room. The blood demon looked at the things he drew out of ghostly symbols, shook his head, and only lamented the waste of paper.

"Master, master! What do you think?" Xiaofeng happily held up the written thing for the blood demon to read.

"Oh", reading that word gave him a headache. The Gorefiend reached for a towel and wiped his ink-stained little hands.

On the other side, Lan Feng is lobbying in various sects, but he who has always disliked others, how can he lobby? Others look at Qingjianmen's face and receive him respectfully, but no one is willing to take great risks. Risk out of this head.

"You!" Lan Feng didn't feel angry when seeing the cowering look of one sect after another.

"Brother, forget it." The disciple who was traveling with him stopped him, "I can't force this matter."

A group of people touched their noses again, and walked out silently.

"What should Master do?" Lan Feng had never been so worried like now, "The leader of the martial arts can't retreat."

"Brother, don't worry, the sect master and the protector are both highly skilled in martial arts, and the devil's one-on-two won't take much advantage..."

"What about the legend about the Gorefiend single-handedly challenging the entire rivers and lakes a hundred years ago!" Lan Feng got excited and grabbed the collar of the disciple next to him.

"Legends are always true and false, don't you, brother, don't get excited!"

Lan Feng lowered his head in frustration, and subconsciously patted the neckline that was wrinkled by him just now.The few sects that were willing to help were only planning to send some beginner disciples to help eradicate the Gorefiend cultists. He never knew that those sects that shouted so loudly in the way of exorcising demons and defending Taoism turned out to be cowards in the end.

"Let's go, go to the next house." He still held a small hope in his heart.

The head of the sect has not received the good news from Lan Feng for a long time, and at the moment he is stroking his snow-white beard with a sad face. His great-grandfather once participated in the great war a hundred years ago. The legend is not groundless.

"Sect Master, what should we do?" The guardian also looked anxious, and the big devil is now bringing a little devil with him, "I'm afraid that the more it drags on, the worse it will be for us...... Not long after waking up, is your strength still not fully recovered?"

"..." The old man with white beard and hair pondered for a while, "But I'm getting older, and my strength is not as good as when I was in my prime."

"The subordinates are willing to help!"

The door master looked at the guardian who was kneeling in front of him. He didn't want to be able to get rid of the devil, but he was worried that he had more energy than he could do. "What are you doing? Get up!" He stretched out his hand to lift the man kneeling on the ground.

"Sect Master!"

"It's a pity that the martial arts leader is retreating, otherwise, at least he will help." The old man sat back on the chair helplessly.

"And that little devil, why don't we get rid of that little one first?"

"That will definitely cause the blood demon to attack us!"

"Then get rid of them together! Sect Master! Everyone is watching coldly, waiting to die! If we don't make a move, who can we count on? This world will become a plaything in the hands of the devil!" The guardian paused when he was excited. Suddenly, "Where do you put the world's souls? Would the master of the sect want to see that devil slaughter the rivers and lakes?!"

The old man looked at him, with a flash of light in his eyes, "Well said! Even if you can't kill him, you can always injure him. When the situation turns around, the leader of the martial arts will go out again to eliminate demons and defend the way! Just around the corner!"

After the two discussed together, they decided to attack the little devil first.They waited for the child to be alone.

After nesting in the room and practicing calligraphy for a few days, Xiaofeng couldn't sit still anymore. After all, he was still a child, officially at the age of playing.He didn't know that the man who was lying on the bed and taking a nap in the morning was a devil, but he just felt that the master treated him very well, and now he didn't have to beg for food, and he didn't have to be beaten, and he could still fill his stomach every day.

Seeing that the Gorefiend was fast asleep, he sneaked out to play again.

By a small lake on the outskirts of the city, Xiaofeng is happily catching fish by himself.

"Little friend, we meet again."

Xiaofeng turned his head and saw that it was the two young men who had talked to him before, "What's the matter with you?"

"It's just to take your life." The two young men showed fierce expressions and drew their swords.

"You, what are you doing? My master is amazing!" Xiaofeng looked at the cold light on the sword, kept backing away, his limping legs trembled, and sat down by the lake.

The water of the lake turned red, creating a strong color with the green plants reflected in the water.

"Xiaofeng?" The Gorefiend was sleepy and uncomfortable, but he couldn't see the child when he got up. He looked at the messy handwriting on the table, but thought that the child had gone out for fun again, but hoped that he would not what happened.

But until dusk, Xiaofeng did not come back.

The noise at the door of the inn made him very upset, but he never expected that what the crowd was watching was a small corpse on the ground.

"Xiaofeng..." The Gorefiend stood at the door blankly, but finally failed to protect him.

"Devil! Today is your death day!" An old man and a strong man raised their swords at the blood demon at the door.

"He's just a kid..."

"If you don't kill it now, wait a few years to grow into a new devil and harm the martial arts?!"

"Why are you all going to kill me when I didn't do anything?"

"It's just about killing demons and defending the way!"

"Okay! Come on then!" Gorefiend swept away the grief and hesitation just now, drew out the blood-drinking knife, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes.