Frost Habitat and Cold Moon

When Mount Qingcheng organized a righteous army of nearly [-] people to crusade against the main altar of the Devil's Cult, the Alliance of the Devil's Cult had already set up a posture on a plain twenty miles away from the main altar of the Devil's Cult Prepared for the challenge.

At the so-called pre-war meeting, Bai Yuanfeng, the leader of the Blood Alliance Sect, only expressed his verbal thanks to his colleagues from the Demon Sect for coming to help.

Everything is as expected.The leader Bai Yuanfeng not only did not use the Heavenly Demon Order, he was even tired of dealing with the kindness of other sects who came to help him.

Under the repeated requests and urging of Guardian Zuo, he reluctantly issued a polite invitation of "find a kid who has nothing to do in the church to come and play, and it's all about gaining insight".

But it's just contacted a few sub-forums of other sects near the main altar of the Devil's Cult.

"That old monkey in Mount Qingcheng dared to go beyond the leader of the martial arts alliance and openly organize righteous ways to 'crusade' against the demon sect? Should he lose his mind because of the pain of losing his son, or is he born stupid?" Bai Yuanfeng played with his hands. In the wine glass, the head of Qingcheng was treated as an after-dinner joke.

"You should be considerate of his eagerness to save people. But in the eyes of the martial arts leader, I'm afraid it's a blatant provocation by an ambitious man." After Huang Suhui said, he casually knocked out the melon seeds in public.

Chen Ranhuai, the protector on the right, seemed to have nothing to do with himself, just sitting quietly, stroking the nanmu wooden box in his arms.

"It's just a few jumping clowns. Let them shed some blood so that their memory will be long." Bai Yuanfeng said lightly, and raised his hand to attract Qinglong and Baihu: "This time, I will use the right way to test the level of newcomers in the sect. .You two, don't make trouble."

Both of them answered "Yes" in unison, and exited the tent.

Outside the big tent, the banners are fierce, and the drums and gongs are bursting.The righteous and the evil sides separated the flat and open field in the middle, and set up their battles clearly and clearly.

On the side of the Devil's Cult, there was a large black and red banner in the middle, with the word "Blood" written on it like tears from the corner of an eye.There are gold and silver sun and moon flags on the left and right guarding them.

On the banners of the four envoys, only the cyan dragon totem and the white white tiger totem appeared.

There are also scattered flags of various colors such as the Five Poison Sect, Tiangang Sect, Tianshi Sect, Hehuan Sect, and Tanze Sect, representing the identities of their respective sects.

The Zhengdao sect supported the organizer of the "Fighting Demons" at the center.

In addition to the azure school clothing of the Qingcheng School, there are also the White, Yellow, Blue, Green, Chu and other Five Sacred Sword Schools.There are also some scattered small sects with hundreds of people.

The Lord of the Blood Alliance Sect showed sufficient sincerity to "accept the crusade".

Not only did they allow enough time for the Zhengdao sect that came from afar to recover and adjust, but they also lowered their stance and asked Qingcheng to set the rules for "crusade".

The Qingcheng Sect unceremoniously put forward three conditions: [-]. Release Qingcheng disciple Chen Ranhuai.[-]. Hand over the big devil, Chen Yushuang.[-]. Hand over the Heavenly Demon Order, give up the position of the Demon Lord, and disband the Demon Cult.

The two sides negotiated the conditions without any suspense.

Therefore, the "crusade" rules for one-on-one fair competition were established.

"This is the so-called upright person. They talk about being aboveboard and acting upright. They take advantage of what they should have, but they don't take advantage of it. They only do things like bullying the weak and planting spies." Bai Yuanfeng mocked mercilessly, "It must be an interesting thing to attack Zhengdao with the rules of Zhengdao's crusade. ——Are you right? Right Guardian."

Chen Ranhuai didn't even bother to give him a look.

Bai Yuanfeng seemed to be used to it, and continued to try to provoke him with words.

The Left Protector sighed inwardly, finally couldn't stand it any longer, got up and left the shade tent, leaving the wishful leader behind, talking to the right Protector who was like wood, talking to himself.

Not far away, Baihu was mobilizing the recruits before the battle: "You have to measure your own strength, and then estimate the opponent's level. If you are not capable of defeating the opponent, don't stand out. It's not too late for revenge. Life is the most important thing..."

Huang Suhui followed up with the sentence "Life is the most important thing", and he couldn't help but envy the straightforward Baihu from the bottom of his heart.He shook his head and got rid of this naive idea, turned around and walked towards Qinglong Chen Yushuang again.

It was rare to hear Chen Yushuang lecturing: "...Any small mistake may result in loss of life. Therefore, we must respect our opponents. Because although a dead person has no chance to regret, he has the right to receive respect."

Sure enough, the speaking style here is also in line with my usual characteristics.

Huang Suhui can guarantee that when he approaches this side, there will be at least a dozen people who have quietly made preparations.

This is an instinctive reaction, subconsciously full of alertness and hostility towards the incoming person.

Back then, I was also killed out of this group of wild beasts, and after a long time wasted, I also lost my sharp edge when I was young.

They are all young children!It's nice to be young.

Huang Suhui crossed his legs, hugged his knees and squinted his eyes, slumped in the chair, drowsy under the scorching sun.

As if in a dream, I returned to the carefree youth when I was dozing on the high platform.

Inside the main altar of the Demon Cult.

In the bright and spacious reception hall with ventilation on three sides, Suzaku is dying among the mountains of ledgers.

In the middle of the year, this is the month when the sub-forums of the Devil's Cult come to the main forum to report their accounts.

This year coincides with the Qingcheng Sect coming to "eliminate demons".

When the various sects flocked in the name of support, the leader left the chores in the name of "responding early", and fled with the other four people early.

As a result, in addition to the accounting problems that were originally chaotic, there were additional procurement and supply problems in various aspects such as room arrangement and food purchase.

Suzaku Hall was so busy that it even had to borrow staff from everywhere.

The Suzaku envoy, who was forced to sit in the main altar of the Demon Cult, became the highest leader of the Demon Cult with multiple positions.

Every day from morning to night, a large number of office workers frequently enter and exit this reception hall.

What followed them was the orderly buzzing sound like a group of flies gathering together.

Sometimes whispering, sometimes loudly.In the distance, there were low-pitched discussions and joking greetings from the branch accountants waiting outside the hall; nearby, were the deafening statements and impassioned statements of the congregation who came to report.

Although Zhou Yuheng was terribly irritable in his heart, his face was still calm.

While opening his mouth, he exchanged some information in a polite manner with the sub-altar masters, managers, and even accountants, while quickly moving the abacus and drawing with the ink pen.At the same time, he took the time to arrange educational affairs, dispatch manpower support, and even be tormented by the continuous and trivial matters in the teaching with ease.

Finally, the feet of the clouds hang low, the afterglow of the dusk, and the first light of the firefly lights.

The noise and hustle and bustle of the room also returned to tranquility with the departure of the guests.

Zhou Yuheng stood up, knocked on the fan and walked a few steps leisurely. After moving his stiff shoulders and limbs, he sat down again and spread out a piece of snow-white printed letter paper. the blank paper fan, the boy hurriedly announced again, led a young boy, and walked in.

Zhou Yuheng raised his head slowly, smiled and crushed the pen in his hand.

Perhaps it was because of his extraordinarily gentle and affectionate smile that this young killer from Qinglongtang who had experienced various bloody scenes since childhood took a step back unconsciously and became secretly on guard.

And Zhou Yuheng seemed to have just recovered from his contemplation, and vaguely remembered the biography of Xiaotong, and remembered that this was the messenger for Chen Yushuang.

He hurriedly adjusted his smile, warmly greeted his subordinates to make tea and sit down, and asked rather kindly: "Is there something wrong with Qinglong?"

The young man became even more vigilant, carefully handing the letter in his hand along with a small yellow flower to the little boy from a distance: "Emissary Qinglong asks Envoy Suzaku to open it personally."

The grinding boy took it immediately and inspected it carefully.After confirming that it was correct, he handed the things over to Suzaku.

Zhou Yuheng opened the envelope and looked at it, and immediately laughed in a good mood.

On the letter was a paragraph that was crooked, but tried to write neatly and neatly: "The night wind is gentle, the moonlight is warm, the sound of insects is clear and the lotus root is fragrant. The seven strings lull you into a quiet dream, and the depths of the bamboo forest is homecoming.

Reward with you, take care of your body. --Frost"

Zhou Yuheng carefully read the contents of the letter dozens of times, carefully traced every word, and then reluctantly took his eyes away from the letter paper, solemnly folded the letter, and put it in his close-fitting pocket.Playing with the little yellow flower in his hand, he showed a shallow smile.

He even spared some time to learn about the situation of Zhengdao's "Evil Elimination" operation.

It turned out that the so-called one-on-one fair competition only lasted for one day.

The vicious and inhuman newcomers of the Demon Cult gave a bloodbath-like education to the rookies of the righteous martial arts without changing their expressions.

Severed hands, mutilated feet, gouging out eyes... These injuries, which can quickly reduce the enemy's combat power and affect the opponent's judgment, are commonplace injuries like eating and drinking in the eyes of the newcomers of the Demon Cult, but they have become the basis of the righteous sect crying and begging to stop the game. reason.

But among the few rookies of the righteous way, those who are strong in martial arts and have a firm mind, they are also frightened by the fearless spirit of the demon cult members.

They have rarely seen this kind of barbaric style of relying on cruel killing to defeat the opponent's psychological defense, and they have never seen this kind of persistent killing intent that does not aim at winning or losing, and simply pursues "either you die or I live"—even if they are attacked by weapons. Piercing, even if it is cut into a human stick, you have to crawl over and fight endlessly.

He has no intention of retreating, and he doesn't know how to escape.

The little killers of Qinglong Hall have been clearly included in the list of those who are prohibited from participating by the leader.

It is said that because of the quick, accurate, and ruthless strike, the leader lost the pleasure of watching.

"Are they crazy?" At first, a few people from a few Orthodox sects whispered.

"They're not human! They're under control!" gradually became the voice of most orthodox sects.

"It's impossible for us to beat them! Even if we win, don't even think about escaping!" In the end, this became the common aspiration of all righteous martial arts people present.

When an elder of Hengshan stood up to fight with an ordinary disciple of the Demon Sect in order to restore the lost face of Zhengdao, there was still some hope in the heart of Wulin Zhengdao.

When Elder Hengshan easily restrained this Demon Sect disciple, some people even cheered loudly.

Afterwards, this Demon Sect disciple cut off his restrained arm with a sharp knife, and rushed towards Elder Hengshan again.

Until, the moment he was beheaded by Elder Hengshan, he still opened his mouth relentlessly to bite Elder Hengshan's wrist.The severed head bit the wrist so that blood flowed horizontally.

The disciples of the Devil's Cult came forward to collect the corpse with a blank expression as usual.They are not cold-blooded, nor are they emotionless, but they have to work hard.If they don't desperately survive from death, what awaits them alive will be a punishment that is a hundred times more cruel than this.

"You are really a group of lunatics!" Chen Ranhuai, who had been silent for a long time, covered her mouth and nose forcibly in the face of panic and shock, retched, and finally spoke the first sentence to Bai Yuanfeng.

"Hahahaha!" Bai Yuanfeng laughed heartily as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, "Crazy! That's a good title! Hahaha! Crazy."

He laughed enough to stop.After taking a breath, as if deliberately provoking Chen Ranhuai, he said provocatively with contempt in his eyes: "You innocent and kind children, where have you ever seen a real lunatic? The law of the jungle is just the law of survival in the world.

But none of those pious martial arts celebrities on the stage didn't have a heart to hide filth.

Did you see it?They are all encouraging the elites of other sects to come forward and die.

When the dead disciples of other sects were crying, they secretly laughed in their hearts.

Do you know why they came to attack us?

Because they don't have to die, but they also have a good reputation!

They are crazy!Dirty lunatic! "

"You're talking nonsense. You're simply unreasonable!" Chen Ranhuai refuted him loudly, "Don't apply your dirty thoughts to others. You're not in the right mind to say that about others! Those are just your thoughts!"

"Don't deny it. You know that what I said is the truth." Bai Yuanfeng put away his smile, put his hands on the chair, and tapped rhythmically, "You know them. You know them better than I do.

Take a closer look at the field.The dead Zhengdao Jingli, who is the biological child of the head of the sect?Who is the big disciple of the sect?Who is the next successor?Those with identities and backgrounds, are there any dead ones?Are there those who have family background and status, and those who have died?

What are the facts?This is the truth. "

"You nonsense, don't slander us casually! This is a form of competition, because useful people are reserved for the last. We Qingcheng will definitely defeat you in a dignified way!" Chen Ran hugged the wooden box in his arms tightly , retorted louder and harder.

"Okay! You're so upright! I ask you to open your eyes and look carefully, and see how after Qingcheng's defeat, they will pour sewage on you and the Demon Cult!" Bai Yuanfeng was finally irritated by Chen Ranhuai's obsession , "Chen Ranhuai! The Qingcheng Sect will not treat you as their own!"

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(OOC, just for entertainment, don't worry about it doesn't match the image in the article)

Qinglong and Baihu faced Bai Yuanfeng: "Master, Master, we will give you an IQ BUFF."

Bai Yuanfeng (with doubts on his face): "Oh?"

Qinglong and Baihu stood up quickly: "Left Qinglong, right Baihu, standing in the middle is [-]. ——Master, [-] is a very high IQ value!"

Bai Yuanfeng (groaning): "It's time to teach you something new - you can become a standard T only by drawing hatred with nothing. I will only demonstrate it once, and you should learn it carefully."

First Day

"Suzaku! Baihu brought Qinglong to ask for maternity leave. What happened to Qinglong?"

The next day

"Oh, I'm sorry, Suzaku, I misunderstood. They asked for abortion leave..."