As soon as he mentioned Feng Buye, Zhuchen knew that Feng Buye had come. He was accompanied by Huai Xie and others. They probably noticed the changes in the demonic energy here and came to check the situation.

As soon as everyone arrived and saw the atmosphere, they knew something was wrong.

Huai Xie's eyes circled around the two people confronting each other. Unable to read the reason from their expressions, he could only ask: "Zhuchen, what's going on?"

Zhuchen said vaguely: "Some little things."

"Just talk about some trivial matters." Huai Xie breathed a sigh of relief, "Why did it happen like this? Did you say something wrong that made Fellow Daoist Hongluo angry?"

Feng Buye had summoned Hanxu, held it in his hand, and waved: "Zhuchen, you come here first."

Liang Hongluo lowered his head slightly, his expression uncertain, but anyone could see his hostility towards Feng Buye, especially after the sword soul of Hanxu Sword was awakened.

If before, he still had scruples and wariness towards Feng Buye, but now he is completely torn apart.

Huai Xie had a headache and thought, hadn't it been arranged in the first place? Why did they start arguing again? He was still very good-tempered and said: "Why don't we talk about it when we go back, it's very windy here."

"Go back?" Liang Hongluo raised his chin and sneered, "How can I go back with you now that I've revealed my true colors to you?"

Huai Xie said: "What's your true identity? Don't take things you say when you're angry too seriously."

Huai Xie thought that this time it was just an ordinary dispute. However, Liang Hongluo glanced at him and said nothing. He curled his fingers into claws and condensed a thick demonic energy from the palm of his hand.

The demonic energy was filled with purple light lightning, making a sizzling sound, almost tearing the air, and a faint sound of dragon roar could be heard.

Liang Hongluo clenched his fingers and grabbed a seven-foot long sword from the void.

The sword was all white, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, as if it were carved from some huge bone. The sword was covered with a faint golden light, and at a rough look, it looked like it had no blade.

Huai Xie had never seen a sword of this shape before, but he had heard a little bit about it and knew that it should be a dragon-slaying sword. Looking at the way it appeared, what else did he not understand?

Ruoyou, who was hiding behind the stone and watching with great interest, suddenly shook his tiger body, pointed forward tremblingly, and said in horror: "Devil, demon...it's the Demon Lord!"

After he finished speaking, he heard no reply for a long time. He turned around and found that his brother had been so frightened that he rolled his eyes.

If you are busy, you support him and let him lean on the stone to calm down. While patting his back, he cautiously looks forward.

Fortunately, the immortal is here.

Chaowen really came to the right place.

But think about it carefully, if he didn't come to court, where would he have the opportunity to speak ill of the Demon Lord in front of him?

If you think about this, your eyes will become wet with sadness.

Those sorrows and resentments, I deeply ask the sky...

Huai Xie gave a wry smile.

He hid it so deeply. Before that, he didn't even know that Liang Hongluo used a sword. To be precise, Liang Hongluo's weapons were always picked up and used casually, and he didn't stick to what he used. This was in line with his wild background.

identity.

He laughed at himself and said, "It's troublesome for the devil to deceive himself in such a condescending manner."

Feng Buye and Liang Hongluo have been related for two generations, and they have never had the opportunity to ask him: "Why?"

He has a dragon soul in his body, and the dragon-slaying sword in Liang Hongluo's hand is made of dragon bones. Under the influence of the two, their souls tremble. It takes pains to suppress the murderous intention towards each other.

Liang Hongluo said: "I came here to take revenge."

Feng Buye remembered clearly: "You and I should have no grudges."

"I have a relationship with you, and I have a relationship with you people from the Pu Feng Sect." Liang Hongluo said, "My little sister has a blood feud with the people from the Pu Feng Sect!"

Huai Xie blurted out: "Who is your little sister?"

"My little sister..." Liang Hongluo's heart twitched at the mention of her, "She's just a poor person."

His little sister had no name. Her family was poor and there was no food left in the family when she was born. Her mother asked her father to carry her outside the house and wanted to bury her to death. Liang Yin rushed over, dug her out and held her in his arms.

His father told him that his family could not afford to raise her, and if he wanted to save her, he should raise her himself.

Liang Hongluo looked at the baby in his arms. The newborn baby was all red and couldn't open its eyes. It was very ugly. Even its cries were like a mouse, weak and smelly.

But she grabbed his clothes with all her strength and leaned in his arms.

In this world, only he can protect her, and she can only rely on herself. For the first time, Liang Yin understood the weight of being dependent on each other.

He lowered his head and put his face against the baby's forehead, feeling this fragile life asking for help from him.

For the confused young man, it was the first time that he understood the meaning of his life. It was also the first time that he knew that this was his family.

Liang Hongluo said: "She is very smart..."

She seems to understand her own words and never cries. She is sensible earlier than other children. She can remember trivial things clearly and knows how to remind her. When she can't speak, she likes to wave her hands.

, babbling and making signs to him.

Liang Hongluo thought at that time that when she grew up, he would send her to school, become literate, and ask his husband to give her a nice name. So he had to save money and be diligent.

But before he could figure out how to support his little sister when she grew up, she was taken away.

Liang Hongluo laughed softly: "That time, you monks from Pu Feng Sect said that they were coming to recruit disciples, but they bought her for less than a bunch of money. Those disciples of yours...all came from poor families.

girls. The younger ones are not sensible, the older ones are

They can be given away to get married. I won’t allow it, I know that’s not the case. People in your Pu Feng clan are precious, and you can’t be humiliated like this just to buy those useless children, right? In your eyes, the poor people who have nothing to do with Pu Feng are even

Worse than ants."

No matter how heart-wrenchingly he begged, the two of them didn't pay attention.

He held his little sister's hand tightly, and there was a roar in his ears. He couldn't hear the roars of outsiders. He didn't care about the fists of others beating on him like a threat.

He knows that if he lets go, he will never have a chance to recover. But even if he doesn't let go, he has no choice. He is just stubborn and hopes to exchange persistence for a little mercy from adults.

However, people like them have long been cultivated in the secular world and have a hard-hearted heart. How can they care about the mood of a child?

The woman waved him away and shouted in his face: "I gave birth to her!"

"She was brought up by me!" The boy shouted at the top of his lungs, "She was brought up by me! She is mine! Little sister - ah!"

"Don't let her go, I beg you!"

"Little sister——!"

Countless times, he hated his own incompetence and weakness. He also hated the so-called worldliness and the so-called last resort.

Every time he saw the two adults telling him "there is no way" in pain, he felt extremely ridiculous.

It’s not that there’s no way around it, it’s just that there’s no emotion.

A mournful cry came from the Dragon-Slaying Sword in Liang Hongluo's hand, and the boundary monument of the Demon Realm in the distance emitted a red light that shot into the sky, reflecting half of the sky blood red, like a long sword piercing the sky.

He held the hilt of the sword tightly. This long sword, which did not belong to him, released a sharp sword energy due to his unsettled mood, which was beyond his control and cut his arm.

Blood stained his sleeves and dripped from the soaked fabric, but he seemed to be unaware of it and still maintained his posture, standing where he was.

In the shining red light, countless black shadows flew from far to near, following the breath of the Dragon-Slaying Sword.

The leader held the flag of the demon world and stopped dozens of meters away. He waved the flag, planted the wooden pole on the ground, then crossed his arms and looked at the place with cold eyes.

The group of demon cultivator generals behind him carried tall weapons on their backs. Like him, they waited behind the boundary drawn by the flag. They only waited for Liang Hong's order before they raised their swords to attack.

To be able to gather here so quickly shows that this group of people had been prepared early and were waiting here.

The situation in such a battle is not good and may not be good.

Huai Xie said bitterly: "I don't know about this."

Liang Hongluo asked funnyly: "I know, will you take care of it?"

Thank you without saying a word.

To put it bluntly, this is a business. There are businesses everywhere in the world.

It was her parents who gave birth to her, and it was her parents who sold her. This is a dead truth universally recognized. Even if they knew she was pitiful, the people in the sect could not control her.

Unless one day, all the brothels in the city are banned, and similar transactions are no longer allowed. But if this is the case, I am afraid that the number of people who oppose it will be dozens of times more than the people who agree.

The world is hard, and this is something Pu Feng does not dare to do yet. Maybe one day, there will be a sect more powerful than Pu Feng who dares to set an example.

Liang Hongluo said sarcastically: "Because she is weak, it doesn't matter if she dies. If that's the case, then now, I want to avenge her. Whoever dies deserves it. Right?"

Everyone present could answer him "wrong" to this question, but the question was not whether it made sense or not, and Liang Hongluo didn't want to reason with them.

Huai Xie pulled Zhuchen behind him and motioned for her to follow him. If Ruowu didn't wait for anyone to leave first, he said seriously: "Fellow Taoist Hongluo, I know you are resentful, but you are the Lord of the Demon Realm, you should think twice about doing things.

.Whether you are seeking trouble or revenge, you should not be heard in my court."

Chaowen should be the hardest nut to crack among all sects now. If he wants to vent his anger, it is easier to go to Pu Feng than to Chaowen.

What's more, Liang Hongluo held the weapon, but never made a move. It had been so long since he came to court, and Feng Buye's four disciples were all here, but he still didn't make a move.

It was obvious that he was hesitant.

Liang Hongluo raised the sword in his hand, his Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably, and when he was about to speak, a voice suddenly broke in.

"Don't fight yet, wait and be slow."

The voice was clearly close to their ears, but when everyone looked for it, they found that the person was still a hundred meters away.

The big devil floated over leisurely, smiled at a few people and said, "Excuse me, don't be offended."
To be continued...