Chapter 16: The Secret of the Magic Altar

"Do you mean that in addition to the Tianyu Gang and this Jinchi Inn, there are other mysterious residences in your Red Devil Altar?" Chen Rufeng felt awe of his heart and did not know that the surface of the Red Devil Altar had been indisputable with the world, but inside he had such a grand secret altar, and his hidden strength was probably at the top of the gang.

"If we don't seek development secretly, can our Red Devil Altar survive until now after the fall of the Demon King? I'm afraid I've been out of breath like those third-rate gangs. Lan Yuer said generally, and the charming light in her eyes was constantly blooming, rubbing Chen Rufeng's consciousness like a caterpillar, which made Chen Rufeng feel itchy. He tried his best to keep a trace of clarity on the spiritual platform, knowing that Lan Yuer had used charm to hit his thoughts one after another. If he broke the guard and fell, he would definitely be at the mercy of Lan Yuer. I don't know what kind of request he would agree to her and do something unexpected.

Lan Yuer continued to laugh and said, "Just like your Tianfeng Gang, you not only start to protect hygiene, but also develop industries such as silk, rice, and transportation. If you don't advance in the world, you will retreat. If you don't develop, you will only be eliminated by others. As the leader of a group, you should understand this."

Chen Rufeng's eyes gradually lost his soul, and he felt that the defense line in his mind would be defeated by Lan Yuer. He tightened his eyes and gritted his teeth and said, "Who let your Red Devil Altar have done a lot of evil before? The demon king's punishment stone harmed the world. None of you in the Red Devil Altar is a good person! Just as when I was in Ningzhou that day, he used me to steal the black yuan stone for you, and made me wronged and died. It can be seen that your demon family is vicious and acts by any means!"

The charm was stronger. Chen Rufeng simply closed his eyes to avoid looking at Lan Yuer's beautiful **, crystal clear face again. But as soon as he closed his eyes, her cherry red lips, curved moon thin eyebrows and watery eyes appeared in his mind, which made him even more unable to extricate himself. He was shocked. Lan Yuer fully showed her charm from color, fragrance, and so that she could only fight for one or two points. If she held it for a long time, she would inevitably lose her mind.

"The so-called good and evil are only determined by you. Why is our demon family evil, and your thousand sword gate and ice tomb are righteous? Supporting the right path is just an excuse for people to eliminate dissidents and fight for power. Everyone is afraid that my Red Devil Altar is higher than other sects, so they join hands to suppress it! Let the Red Devil Altar never surpass me and become a threat to you!" Lan Yuer's charming color does not diminish, but there is a little shame on her face.

"On that day, I ordered a white envoy to rob the black yuan stone, which was also to revive my Red Devil Altar. Unexpectedly, you will be killed by this boy. By chance, you inhaled the evil spirit of the demon family in the black yuan stone, proving that you have a rare relationship with my demon family. Lan Yuer continued.

Chen Rufeng couldn't help opening his eyes, with a layer of chill in his eyes, and said coldly, "That means that Jun Moxiao helped me many times and worked hard to hold me to the throne of the alliance leader of the world. The ultimate purpose is for the altar of the Red Devil?"

"I did have the intention of soliciting. You have the true spirit of the demon family. If you practice the magic power of our red demon altar, you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort. In a few years, your achievements may even be above the demon king." Lan Yuer said.

"Bah!" Chen Rufeng spit fiercely. Although his consciousness was confused by Lan Yuer's charming skills, he still couldn't control the anger in his cavity. He said coldly, "The people of the demon family are really happy to use others to achieve their goals. Today, I have experienced it myself."

Wen Zicheng couldn't help taking a step forward and raised his fist to fight, "Do you dare to be rude?"

Lan Yuer stopped him with her hand and stared at Chen Rufeng and said, "It's a pity that I thought that you have such a large-scale achievements now, and how could you be willing to give up and turn to my Red Devil Altar, so I changed my mind."

Her eyes were like spring water, containing Chen Rufeng's mind. Chen Rufeng's consciousness was suddenly reduced to the weakest, and his body was full of fire. He could hardly control the last bit of reason. He squeezed the tablecloth and desperately suppressed his high desire.

However, Lan Yuer floated beside him like a charm. Her sleeves were as light as a tulle, covering his lower abdomen. An unparalleled cheek came to his ear. The enchanting rouge invaded Chen Rufeng's body, making his eyes suddenly widen, his blood vessels swell, and two columns of blood were about to spew out of his nostrils.

Like a lingering silk belt wrapped him up, Chen Rufeng could no longer move all over and could only feel a burst of coolness in his ear. His ears were burning red and almost cooked. It turned out that it was Lan Yuer blowing in his ear.

"As long as Lord Chen is willing to sign the edict, release the shackles of my Red Devil Altar, no longer monitor my Red Devil Altar, and let us develop freely..." In the words, Lan Yuer has leaned against Chen Rufeng as softly as no waist bone, and a jade finger slid past his chest.

Wen Zicheng, standing aside, was jealous and shocked. Jealousy was jealous of Lan Yuer's arms. Chen Rufeng, a mud monster, could be blessed with beauty. What shocked Chen Rufeng's heart was strong, and asked Lan Yuer to use the highest charm technique of her body to lose the last line of defense. But when he thought about it, he took a cold breath. Lan Yuer, a snake and scorpion beauty, was beautiful on the surface, but as long as Chen Rufeng agreed to her words and signed the leader of the alliance, she would kill her mouth immediately. Except for the demon king's stone, anyone who dares to touch her peony flower must become a romantic ghost.

Ruiyun, dressed as a woodcutter, was stable. Looking at this seductive scene, he just snorted coldly and did not react abnormally.

Lan Yuer's thin clothes were close to Chen Rufeng. Chen Rufeng could almost feel her exquisiteness and bulge, and her mind had long been loose and collapsed. Even if Lan Yuer asked him to jump from the window now, he was willing.

Chen Rufeng said hello repeatedly, and Lan Yuer smiled more brightly. She pushed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table in front of him and muttered in his ear. Chen Rufeng was very obedient, and there was no divine light in his eyes. He listened to the writing like a walking corpse and wrote her word by word to his ear on paper. What he wrote was to abolish the strict measures against the Red Devil Altar after the death of the Demon King on that day.

Only the final signature and fingerprints were left. Lan Yuer was secretly happy. When the work was completed, the tip of the pen in Chen Rufeng's hand suddenly paused and hung over the word "Chen" of his surname.

A suspicious look flashed in Lan Yuer's eyes, and quickly conveyed the soft voice of charm to Chen Rufeng's ear: "Write your own name quickly!"

But Chen Rufeng stiffened, and his lightless eyes gradually became brilliant.

As soon as the brush was thrown, Chen Rufeng grabbed more than half of the written oracle, tore it into pieces, and threw it away. Suddenly, it floated in the room like snowflakes all over the sky.

Wenzi was furious and pressed Chen Rufeng on the table and roared. Chen Rufeng only recovered his consciousness, but his skills have not recovered. There is no room for struggle.

Lan Yuer's charming face couldn't help showing an indignation. She shook her slender sleeves, stepped back a few steps, staring at Chen Rufeng, and her eyes showed fierceness and great unwillingness.

She stamped her feet and said angrily puzzledly and unconvincedly, "Why did you break my charm in the end?"

Chen Rufeng showed a strong and tragic smile on his face. He thought that the conspiracy of the Red Devil Altar would not work, and he would not be kind to himself again. I'm afraid that his life would be lost here today. Thinking of this, he had a courage to rush to his heart, awe-inspiring, and said, "Do you want me to help you sign the edict? Dream."

Wen Zicheng was about to rape him again, but Lan Yuer raised his hand to stop him.

Lan Yuer slowly approached and knew that her charm could no longer help him, so she stopped deliberately. She just smiled and said, "Lord, you are a person with clear grudges. My Red Demon Altar has no great hatred with you. On the contrary, you have destroyed our Tianyu gang, but I don't intend to pursue this matter..."

Chen Rufeng hummed, "The injustice in Ningzhou was given to me by Tianyu. Have you forgotten this account?"

Lan Yuer continued to say, "If not, how can you be blessed by misfortune and achieve such achievements today?"

"A group of nonsense." Chen Rufeng said disdainfully.

"And after the event, Jun Moxiao helped you kill the four people of the Shadow Pavilion, Bixuexuan, Douri School and Kunpengmen, and gave you a helping hand in the Qingshi Martial Arts Hall, and also gave you four 'Yanmo Dan' to fight against demon poison. In the subsequent world alliance meeting, we strongly promoted you as the leader of the world alliance. Such kindness is not enough to offset the previous one. Do we have a grudge against you?" Lan Yuer said with her head.

Chen Rufeng suddenly became silent. When he remembered that when he was in Luoyang, Jun Moxiao did save Li Xinqing's life and gave him the Yanmo elixir, which was indeed a great favor to him.

Seeing that Chen Rufeng seemed to be shaken by his stubbornness, Lan Yuer smiled and returned to her charming appearance and said, "Master Chen doesn't have to be in a hurry to reply to me too early. I will give you one night to think about it. Maybe you will have a different opinion by tomorrow."

After Lan Yuer's words, she told Wen Zicheng to take good care of him and that he would go to another room to rest. As for Ruiyun, he loved to stay. Of course, Ruiyun should stay by Chen Rufeng's side, waiting for the Red Devil Altar to be completed so that he can personally kill the enemy who killed his apprentice.

Chen Rufeng glanced at them fiercely, but unfortunately, he was in trouble and couldn't mobilize a trace of true anger, let alone escape under the eyes of Ruiyun and Wen Zicheng.

As for the kindness and resentment between him and the altar of the Red Devil, it can be said that it is very difficult to liquidate. Previously, Lan Yuer once asked Li Jue, the No. 1 killer of the Earth Film Association, to assassinate him, and then went to the Tianfeng Gang to kill him in person, but after the two unsuccessful killings, she changed her mind and gradually gradually picked him to the world. At the peak, he was used to seek the greatest benefit for the Red Devil Altar.

Unexpectedly, Chen Rufeng was not soft and hard. Lan Yuer had to shake him with the words of kindness and resentment, showing all kinds of kindness to him at the Red Devil Altar before. She knew that Chen Rufeng was a person with clear grudges, and hoped that he could promise her with a retribution mentality.

Chen Rufeng is also secretly thinking about whether the Red Devil Altar is more kind or more resentful to him.

The night was quiet, and the streets outside the Jinchi Inn gradually became quiet, but there were still lights in a few houses.

Three black figures walked across the street. According to their outline, they were two men and a woman. They were dressed in strong clothes and hung swords. When they penetrated the place of the fire, it could be seen that the faces of the three were extraordinary.

They walk steadily and breathe evenly. It can be seen that they are martial arts practitioners with certain profound skills.

Jinchi Inn, the shopkeeper surnamed Mo was dialing the abacus and crackling.

Three people came in, and one of the male voices said, "Shopkeeper, I want two rooms."

Amo knew that they were Jianghu people as soon as he saw the three people. A trace of color flashed in his eyes and smiled at them and said, "I'm sorry, three, the guest room is full tonight."

Another man pondered for a moment and said, "Brother Ye, in this case, why don't we throw another stack?"

Listening to the woman's voice, "But the inn elsewhere has already been closed, and the lights are still on here."

"In that case, we will sit here until dawn." The man said.

The man called Brother Ye said, "Of course we two men don't care, but Sister Shen..."

The female voice was a little annoyed and said, "Although I am a daughter, my physique is not weaker than you men!"

After all, Amo is also a person with experience in the world. After a while, he finally recognized the three people. They are three excellent junior disciples of Qianjianmen, Ye Guhong, Zeyu and Shen Xinyu!