Chapter 13: The End of the Night

A gust of evening breeze swept back quickly, sweeping the face of the man in black and Wen Zicheng. It seemed that the man in black did not dare to stay for a long time and desperately left the dangerous place, let alone look back.

Wen Zicheng, who escaped from death, had already been scared that his three souls had disappeared. He looked at the already bright sky with a dull face, as if he had turned into a stiff and straight body.

Through the layers of woods, it seems that it has been dozens of miles away from Cuihua Mountain, and the person in black dares to slow down. The fierce wind blew away the black cloth covering his face, revealing a white and beautiful face.

Wen Zicheng's eyes fell on his face, and he was immediately surprised a lot. His face turned from dull to stunned, and he swallowed in disbelief, "Jun... Don't laugh?"

Jun Moxiao's smile at this time is also weak. Obviously, he has suffered a lot of losses from his hard struggle with Chen Rufeng and suffered internal injuries. In addition, he has just urged Zhenqi to fly away for a long time. His body is close to the limit, let alone how complicated the expression can be made on his face.

At this time, Wen Zicheng was sandwiched by Jun Mo's smile like a soft cloth ball, which was extremely funny. However, he didn't care too much about anything in his heart. After all, he had just escaped from death, and his little life can be regarded as good as God until now. What's more, he can't mention the Tianyu Gang leader and the so-called alliance.

"Is Mei Zun who asked you to save me?" Wen Zicheng asked in a grateful tone.

Jun Mo smiled indifferently and said, "Mei Zun has long had foresight. If you want me to accompany you secretly, if something unexpected and uncontrollable happens, I will take action immediately. I can't hesitate for a moment. Fortunately, I just carried the 'magic fog' with me, otherwise we would both be buried in the hands of the demon.

Wen Zicheng was silent, looking at the ground sweeping back quickly, and his mood was very complicated. If he hadn't used Chen Rufeng to steal the black yuan stone that day, he wouldn't have eaten today's bitter fruit.

The fate seems to have been decided for a long time.

However, since he is not dead today, he feels that this is what God wants him to die and wait for him to come back to Chen Rufeng's revenge.

He must become stronger and will never struggle and resist like an ant who has just been teased.

"Look at it, Chen Rufeng." Wen Zicheng bit his teeth and said secretly, as if Chen Rufeng's face appeared in front of him at this moment, constantly provoking his hatred.

After a while, the sky was already dawn, and the two figures rushed away in the direction of the sunlight behind their backs.

"I really don't know how to explain to Mei Zun when I return to the altar." At this time, Wen Zicheng remembered the most worried time, and his face turned dark and his heart was confused.

Jun Moxiao said nothing. He and Wen Zicheng are under the command of Mei Zun. Wen Zicheng can be one of the four envoys of the Red Devil Altar. His status is detached, but it is different from Jun Moxiao's duties as a red envoy at the same time.

Nowadays, Wenzi has lost all his face after his success and failure. Once his painstaking management is destroyed, his position in the Red Devil Altar is likely to be hit by the snake master. Gan Xin has always been deeply indone with Lan Yuer's position as the leader, and he has also secretly buried the power of the two envoys of "green and yellow" in the world. As long as there are flaws in what Lan Yuer has done, she will chase and fight and continue to target.

Wen Zicheng added a loophole to Lan Yuer this time. Won't Gan Xin take the opportunity to poke this loophole further?

"I disappointed Mei Zuo." Wen Zicheng said dejectedly.

Although Jun Moxiao was also quite estranged from Wen Zicheng, after all, he was under the same master and was involved in the master. Naturally, he would not feel at ease, so he said, "Don't worry, I will go back and report it truthfully. I didn't expect that a person with strong magic skills would suddenly appear, which was completely beyond our control. ."

Wen Zicheng is still uneasy. Gan Xin will inevitably bite to the end, never give them a chance to breathe, and even force Lan Yuer to retreat from the position of palm. The people in the altar also knew that when the demon king was destroyed, and the two were arguing about who should sit on the throne of the altar, they almost triggered a civil war in the Red Devil Altar. This civil war could destroy the Red Devil Altar, which had just been greatly damaged.

It's just that Lan Yuer made a move to retreat and won the support of the elders of the Red Devil Altar, which made her sit in the position of palmist. However, Gan Xin has never given up his coveting, especially when the elders passed away one after another, and there was no elder to support Lan Yuer. Gan Xin became even more serious, with tit-for-tat words and secretly small actions.

Originally, Zicheng had a heavy responsibility. Now he has lost all his feathers like a defeated rooster and has been picked up. He really doesn't want to go back to the altar of the Red Devil.

But where is his place in the world now?

He sighed silently, but he still gave up the idea and began to think about the plea to go back in his heart. He must be meticulous and subtle, and never let Ganxin have loopholes to point out.

With the help of Ye Guhong's uninjured arm, Chen Rufeng struggled to support his body and walked to the battlefield full of corpses.

After a fierce battle that lasted for one night, both the alliance and the Tianfeng Gang were killed and injured. Hu Jiuwei, Chai Yuanlang and Liu Hong were all covered with color, their hair was scattered, and the blood stains were clearly visible. Lin Chengjun and walking ice both bleed from the corners of their mouths and bent down. It seemed that they had exhausted their strength.

As for the masters of those alliances, they are all supported by weapons and are extremely embarrassed. Even several unfortunate masters fell to the ground under a random knife.

The remaining people are confronting each other. It seems that no one has the strength to fight again, but no one dares to relax. It seems that as long as anyone can't hold on first, the opposite side will immediately bite like a bloodthirsty beast.

As long as they can stand, this is to support their lives.

In the morning fog, two figures appeared faintly.

Everyone's eyes immediately focused on the two shadows, because they could not distinguish their faces. If Wei Ziwei and Liu Qi came back, the alliance of Tianyu Gang would naturally win. If Chen Rufeng and Ye Guhong return, it will be the success of the Tianfeng Gang's resistance.

The whole audience immediately held their breath, as long as the faces of the two people were clearly revealed in front of everyone. Everyone's faces were full of excitement and expectation, and even their lips were about to bleed.

It's just that the two people's steps are extremely slow, which makes everyone even more anxious.

The air is full of bloody smell, which is disgusting.

What are these stinky smells compared to those who returned from purgatory?

Especially at the moment of victory, the ecstasy has swept away all the haze and all the horrors. The long nightmare came to an end. When Chen Rufeng and Ye Guhong showed their vague faces, the people of the Tianfeng Gang had already burst into shocking cheers, as if thunder fell on Cuihua Mountain.

Although those in the Tianyu Gang Alliance knew that the general trend had gone and the defeat had been decided, they were also relieved. Last night's fierce battle really broke their souls and never dared to have a second experience.

Ye Guhong helped Chen Rufeng and walked into the sight of everyone, just in the middle of the two sides.

Looking at the injuries of Ye Guhong and Chen Rufeng, the cheers of the Tianfeng Gang were slightly lowered, but it was also one after another. Hu Jiuwei, Chai Yuanlang and Liu Hong jumped in front of him one after another, eagerly helped him check the injury, and kept asking in a panic. They almost even asked if they had a cough.

Chen Rufeng looked at the happy expression of the crowd and couldn't help smiling victoriously, but now he can't do any more superfluous actions, so he can only close his eyes and nod slightly.

Bu Bing and Lin Chengjun looked at each other. They just watched Wen Zicheng follow, but they didn't come back. They could guess clearly.

The two of them knelt down on their knees, begging for mercy, and kowtowed deeply to Chen Rufeng and shouted, "We... we surrendered!" Let go of our lives!"

Chen Rufeng opened his eyes, looked at them coldly, and looked at the bodies lying around. It was difficult to describe in his heart. Layers of mountain-like weight pressed on his heart. How many lives were filled in last night's battle?

Now that the overall situation has been decided, there is no need to kill too much.

Seeing this, the people of the alliance also knelt down and imitated, kowtowed to Chen Rufeng and begged for mercy, hoping to leave their lives.

When Chen Rufeng saw this, he sighed silently, nodded to them, and whispered, "You go!"

Although the voice was low, the people in the league had heard the score clearly and rose up happily. Like a tiger with its tail cut off, they grabbed the road of escape and dared not look back.

The Tianyu Gang, together with his alliance, was finally destroyed today.

Looking at the people who fled quickly, Chen Rufeng turned around with the help of Ye Guhong and said to a group of Tianfeng gangs, "Let's go back!" Well bury the brother who died today, and allocate a sum of money from the account room to the families of the deceased as a pension. This matter is to be done immediately after returning to the gang. Chen Rufeng told Hu Jiuwei that he had expected that he would have a long rest after returning, and he was unable to arrange many proper matters at all.

Thinking of the brother who broke his soul last night, everyone's heart was heavy and began to clean up the battlefield. The injured were sent back to the gang first, while Chen Rufeng insisted on staying until all the wounded went back before returning to the Tianfeng gang with the help of Hu Jiuwei and Ye Guhong.

In the cave where the Red Devil Altar could not see the sun, Wen Zicheng reluctantly regained a little strength to walk alone, but his speed was much lower than before.

Jun Mo walked in front of him with a smile and led him to the Lan Yuer retreat.

The winding back road is lined with raised rocks, which are by no means as smooth as the ground. People stepping on the ground can cause a gloomy echo.

The air here also exudes a smell of earth, perhaps because the Red Devil Altar was built under the ground.

As long as you pass another corridor, you will arrive at Mei Zun's retreat.

After a turn, Jun Mo stopped in surprise, and Wen Zicheng almost hit his back. When he saw the person blocking the way, his heart suddenly panicked and sweated.

The snake is willing to believe that the python on his shoulder spit out the snake letter, and there are waves of hostility in his eyes, as if he is going to treat them as abdominal food. It can almost feel its sharp teeth penetrating the fresh flesh and the sweet smell of blood.

Gan Xin smiled with a gloating smile and patted its snake head soothingly. His eyes seemed to be saying vicious words such as "I don't think you will die this time."

"Huh? Why did our white come back unkemptly? Didn't you manage Tianyu Gang well? Gan Xin asked with a fake smile.

Jun Mo smiled and snorted coldly, but he didn't dare to be too contemptuous to the snake master and said, "We're going to see Mei Zun."

"Hey, it's useless to make a big deal, and do you still have the face to meet Mei Zun?" Gan Xin held his arms and had no intention of giving way. His body, coupled with the python rolling up his whole body, was enough to leave a gap for the two to rush away.

"It seems that the news of our Snake Lord is terrible." Jun Moxiao tried his best to maintain a respectful tone. Wen Zicheng behind him did not dare to speak. After all, it was his failure first. It was futile for him to argue with Gan Xin. He could only block Gan Xin's words and attacks for himself.