Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye, and there are only two things that have left an impression on people in the past six months. The first thing is a decisive battle between a generation of peerless demon king and a divine monk at the Crescent Moon Peak. Both sides have the power to destroy the world. This battle lasted until the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering, with ghosts crying and gods howling. In the end, the demon king disappeared, the divine monk fell, and the righteous martial arts masters suffered heavy casualties. The second thing is that the catastrophe in the martial arts world has not been lifted because of the disappearance of the demon king. When the Demon Lord disappeared and the Crescent Moon Peak was in chaos, a master of the Demon Cult took advantage of the situation and suppressed the chaos with thunderous means, and then became the new leader of the Demon Cult, who was called the Demon Lord by the people in the world. Under his leadership, Zhengdao Wulin, which had just escaped from the sea of ??suffering, once again fell into dire straits. In a farmhouse in Chenjia Village somewhere in Hebei Province, a man in a coarse shirt was shaking his fist in the courtyard. At this time, there was a knock on the door. The man¡¯s expression changed when he heard the voice, he picked up the simple knife at his feet and walked over cautiously. "Who is it?" The man tightened the knife in his hand and shouted in a low voice as he prepared to strike. "Brother, it's my Xiaoyu." A voice came from outside the door. Hearing this, the man relaxed a lot and opened the door immediately. But he saw a dark-skinned man standing at the door. The lower half of his face had a thick beard, especially his bright eyes, which made him look particularly energetic. The man stepped aside to let the little fish in, then leaned out the upper half of his body to observe the scene outside. After finding nothing unusual, he quickly closed the door. "Xiaoyu, how is the situation outside?" As soon as the door closed, the man immediately asked impatiently. "How? What else can be done? The Demon Lord is rampant in the world and the world is unstoppable. Let's continue to be shy turtles!" Xiaoyu sighed while skillfully taking off the fake beard on his face and cleaning it. Disguise, from a rough man to a handsome young man in the blink of an eye. "Then where are Xiao Feng and Prince Duan?" The man hesitated. asked. These two people are highly skilled in martial arts. If they join hands and lead everyone to fight against the demon sect, everyone will be hiding like mice. Xiao Feng is a Khitan alien and is hated by everyone. He can just sit back and watch like Murong Bo and his son. But for the sake of the great righteousness of Song Dynasty Wulin, he, a Khitan man, risked his life to attack the demon king. Later, even Xiao Yuanshan was killed in battle. He was so heroic and courageous that he won everyone's respect. "That day, the Demon Lord suddenly brought people to kill. Caught off guard, everyone ran for their lives. The scene was chaotic, and there has been no news from Xiao Feng since then. But I heard a rumor not long ago that he seemed to have left with a woman on Cangyue Mountain. , I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s true or not.¡± ¡°As for Prince Duan, he ascended the throne not long ago. The imperial court and the martial arts world have always been two worlds. Although the Duan family in Dali is also considered a martial arts family, many people in the Dali imperial court do not want to be with the powerful demon sect. Confrontation. Although Emperor Duan could not lead everyone to fight against the Demon Sect, he said that as long as everyone goes to Dali, he will protect everyone's safety. Although Dali is a peaceful place, it is protected by the imperial army and the influence of the Demon Sect is probably there. It¡¯s hard to break the waves,¡± the young man sighed. The only thing Dali can contend with is the army. Dali is required to send troops into the Song Dynasty to annihilate the disciples of the Demon Sect. Regardless of whether the Song Dynasty court agreed or not, the people of Dali would not agree with Duan Yu's meddling in others' affairs. "We are hiding in the countryside now. We have to be careful not to reveal our whereabouts. How dare we leave and go to Dali. We can get this news. Of course, the people of the Demon Cult can also do it. It is estimated that the road to Dali is covered with a large number of Demon Cults. Disciple, we just threw ourselves into a trap." The man was not happy at all. "Who says it isn't?" The young man smiled bitterly. "I remember. It was Child Elder and the Divine Monk who led everyone out of the Heavenly Prison that day. Even great masters like Xiao Feng and Murong Bo had to follow her. Later, she also escaped from the Demon Lord's Death Demon Sword. Come to think of it. It¡¯s not a problem to deal with the demon king, but I don¡¯t know where she is now?¡± The man couldn¡¯t help but recall the sword that destroyed the world, his eyes filled with fear. That knife was called the 'Death Demon Knife' by everyone. "Although she escaped, she was seriously injured. Later, her enemies seemed to come to her door, and she has not been heard from since." The young man shook his head and sighed. The Tianshan Child Elder is both good and evil. She is now ninety-six years old, and she has already seen through the ups and downs of the world. If the Demon Lord hadn't offended her and she was furious, she wouldn't have joined others to deal with the Demon Lord that day. Although he escaped later, he was struck by the sword and was seriously injured. Child Lao¡¯s injuries were not yet healed, but Li Qiu Shui, who had gotten the news from someone who didn¡¯t know where, came to visit her. The two of them were already close to each other, so when they met, they naturally started fighting without sparing any effort. "How could this happen? Is there no one in the world who can resist him?" The man said in despair. ? ?Yes, there is, but alas! "The young man thought for a while and couldn't help but sigh. "Who is it? "The man asked. "It's Murong Bo and his son! "When the young man talked about these two people, his face showed disdain, anger, humiliation, and joy, which seemed very contradictory. "What? It was these two barbarians who were greedy for life and afraid of death. "The man slapped his hand on the stone table and said angrily. On that day when the Demon Lord was besieged, only Murong Bo and his son were the only two top-notch experts to sit and watch the storm. Although they were safe and sound later, they were despised by many martial arts people who survived. If it weren't for scruples They have high martial arts skills and have long since shown their disdain. The martial arts community of the Song Dynasty has always been hostile to foreign races. Even a great hero like Xiao Feng was beaten up by everyone after his identity was exposed. This time everyone actually elected Murong Bo from Xianbei as the leader. Fighting against the leader of the demon sect shows that the world of martial arts has reached a point of life and death. For the sake of the future, everyone has to humbly accept this fact. Compared with the cunning and cunning Murong Bo, everyone would rather choose Xiao Feng. Unfortunately, there is no news about Xiao Feng now. At first, the survivors had no choice but to hold their noses and admit it. ¡°Even if Murong Bo and his son are willing to take action, our chances of winning are slim. "The man sighed. "Who says it's not the case? If that battle hadn't been so brutal, our martial arts masters would have been almost wiped out by the Demon King alone. How can the rest of us little people block the demon sect's butcher knife? "When the young man thought about that battle, he couldn't help but tremble all over, with unconcealable fear on his face. That battle was really terrifying. At the end of the battle that day, those who blocked the Demon Lord were almost the top players in the world. Only a few or Only with poor martial arts can one escape the disaster. Especially the demon king's devastating sword completely broke the backbone of Zhengdao martial arts, such as Shaolin, where the demon king's death sword was completely destroyed. Under the massacre, all the masters of the Xuan generation were wiped out, and nearly 90% of the Hui generation were killed and injured. It can be said that those who survived were unable to resist the tyranny of the demon sect, and could only survive under the power of the divine sect. "If it were not for those masters who stopped them. , do you think we can defeat the devil? "The man asked back. "But the price is too high, right? Almost all of us righteous masters were wiped out in that battle, but the ruthless characters of the Demon Cult were unscathed. We still have to hide under their power. "The young man smiled bitterly. "At least, the devil is alive. His power is despairing. But now the Demon Lord is as strong as he gets, but there are still people who are not afraid of him! ! It seems we have a good chance of winning. "The man has his own plan. The power of the Demon Lord cannot be defeated by human beings. As long as he kills the Demon Lord, he can accept any price. This is a beautiful valley with flowers in bloom and small bridges and flowing water. The little beast is dumbfounded. Cute, beautiful and full of poetry. In the room, three beautiful women were standing beside the bed, looking worriedly at the young man on the bed. The young man's face was pale and his eyes were closed. If his chest hadn't risen slightly, others would have looked at them. I thought he was going to die. "Yu Yan. how's it going? "Li Qingluo subconsciously asked her daughter next to her. Although she knew about his situation, she still couldn't help but ask more questions. It seemed that only in this way could her heart be at peace. "Before he fell into coma, he had a bit of immortality to protect his heart. Only then will I take my last breath. I switched to his technique and used my inner strength to continuously repair his injuries. Coupled with the large amount of medicinal materials and elixirs he left in the valley, his injuries have been brought under control and are now gradually getting better. "Wang Yuyan took a jade bottle, poured out a fragrant golden pill, and carefully fed it to Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng didn't know whether his plan would succeed that day, so he arranged for Li Qingluo and others to stay in Zhangjia Valley. He brought in 80% of the property that the divine sect had collected over the years, including countless martial arts secrets, miraculous medicines, and magic swords. This time, it was thanks to his selfish intentions that Zhang Feng could take so many miraculous medicines. Feng was seriously injured in that battle, and even his skills were crippled. There was only a disc of true energy left in his heart, which could not let go. Even Wang Yuyan was helpless in this situation, and later looked at Zhang Feng's stay in the valley. From his annotations, I learned that his "Immortal Art" has a very obvious healing effect. If you want to practice to a very high level, you must have a good match between the technique and yourself, and only then will you have a future. It belongs to Zhang Feng, not Wang Yuyan. If she practices this technique, she will end up stuck at the door of innateness and find it difficult to improve. Wang Yuyan knows a lot of martial arts information from Zhang Feng and knows what is best for her. The best. But in order to cure Zhang Feng, she abandoned the "Demon-Destroying Technique" and modified the "Immortal Technique" without saying a word. After practicing the "Immortal Technique", with the help of pills, Wang Yuyan improved her skills very quickly. Cum, Zhang ???The recovery is quick. Hazy, a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye. The three women looked at each other and couldn't help but smile. In the blink of an eye, three months have passed. On this day, Zhang Feng was sitting on a chair with a bright smile on his face. Opening his mouth, Li Qingluoyu took a piece of fruit pulp and put it into his mouth. After chewing a few times and swallowing, Zhang Feng opened his mouth again, while Ou Jingyan raised her arm and carefully fed a spoonful of chicken soup. "I regret it now. Why should I be a leader now that I have you? Living a good life with you is my greatest happiness." Zhang Feng couldn't help but sigh. These sincere words are more heartwarming than the sweet words of the past. Originally, I was worried about how to deal with their relationship, but unexpectedly, after a serious injury, everything was solved. They were deeply afraid that they would not be comfortable, so they served themselves to their heart's content every day, allowing Zhang Feng to enjoy what it means to be a gentle village and a Tomb of Heroes. Ou Jingyan and Li Qingluo felt excited after hearing this. They glanced at Zhang Feng with charming eyes, with indescribable tenderness and sweetness in their eyes. Even Wang Yuyan, who was trying to help Zhang Feng, had a blush on her face after hearing Zhang Feng's words. "Really?" Li Qingluo glanced at him charmingly and said crisply. "Of course it's true." Zhang Feng patted his chest and said righteously. "In this case, don't go out when your skills are restored." Wang Yuyan behind her suddenly said. "Huh?" Zhang Feng was dumbfounded. "What? Could it be that what you just said was not true?" Ou Jingyan stared at Zhang Feng. "How is it possible? In ancient times, King You of Zhou smiled for beauties and played with the princes with beacon fire. Today, I, Zhang Feng, think that my love for beauty is not inferior to him. In order to make the three beauties feel at ease, I gave up my position as the leader of the Cangyue Cult without frowning." Zhang Feng chuckled and reached out to take Wang Yuyan behind him into his arms. "You're dead!" Li Qingluo grabbed Zhang Feng's waist with her slender hands and rolled her eyes at him angrily. Zhang Feng was in critical condition a few months ago, and Li Qingluo was worried every day, fearing that Zhang Feng would die suddenly. In order to keep Zhang Feng safe and sound, she prayed to God and worshiped Buddha, and even promised that as long as he woke up, she would not stop his relationship with Wang Yuyan. Zhang Feng held the beauty in his arms and smelled the fragrance emanating from her body, and he couldn't help but feel intoxicated. He was killed in his previous life and became extreme, suspicious and hateful in this life. During this period of recuperation, Zhang Feng felt the deep affection of his wife and the admiration of his children, which made Zhang Feng feel unprecedentedly satisfied. During his free time, Zhang Feng silently realized his past and present lives. When he thought of the person who killed him in his previous life, Zhang Feng felt neither sadness nor joy, and weighed the gains and losses from a third-party perspective. Should Zhang Feng hate him or thank him? "If we look back in time, Zhang Feng knows that she is still willing to kill him, for no other reason than to have a wife and children in this life. Thinking about it this way, what is there to hate? Zhang Feng had the answer in his mind. In an instant, the hatred in his heart had been quietly let go, and the goodness in his previous life finally appeared in his heart again. Now he is no longer a feared demon king, but a kind and loving Zhang Feng. Once the hatred that had been suppressed for twenty years was let go, Zhang Feng felt that his soul was complete and sublimated. The wonderful feeling is like the water in the lake, quiet and pure. The clouds in the sky are misty and carefree. The peaks in the mountains are majestic and vast. Opening his eyes, Zhang Feng showed a knowing smile on his lips. Wang Yuyan suddenly discovered that Zhang Feng's temperament had changed. His eyes seemed to be as deep as wisdom, and as broad as the sea. "Who were you just now?" Wang Yuyan opened her big bright eyes and looked at Zhang Feng curiously. "I just figured out something." Zhang Feng smiled. "What's going on?" Not only Wang Yuyan was curious, but Ou Jingyan and Li Qingluo also asked. Zhang Feng was silent for a while, and finally decided to tell them his magical experience. Reincarnation is his biggest secret, but the three of them are fully qualified to know this secret. The reason why a secret is a secret is not because it is too precious, but because others do not hold a deep enough position in his heart. The three women are the people he loves most, and they are fully qualified to share his deepest secrets. Under Zhang Feng¡¯s low and emotional narration, a unique world was vividly displayed before their eyes, making the three women shocked and amazed. As time passed, Zhang Feng finally finished briefly telling the story of his previous life. "I was killed by that person. I didn't expect that when I opened my eyes again, I would turn into a newborn child." Zhang Feng said with a smile. "Good intentions are not rewarded, that guy is so hateful." Ou Jingyan wrinkled her cute nose and said angrily. "Not bad, not bad, he will definitely not die well in the future." Li Qingluo thought of Zhang Feng's experience and couldn't help but touch him with pity. Although Wang Yuyan didn't say anything, her pretty red face showed that she was also unhappy. "Haha, why should I be angry? Without him, how could I be reborn into this world? How could I marry you three beautiful women?" Zhang Feng laughed. He let go of the hatred in his heart and his thoughts changed. Now, he couldn't help but feel grateful to that person. How could I have such a happy family without him? "That makes sense! But that person is still very hateful." The three women couldn't help but nodded. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!