monster alliance group

Chapter 36:

Fang Sheng recalled every detail of his life with his master. When he was a child, he heard many stories about monsters from his master. They were interesting and sad. Some monsters made people regret, and some monsters made people hate.

But Master never said that demons should be guarded against.

If Master Fang Chen had told Fang Sheng from an early age that demons are inherently bad, then Fang would definitely not want to join the Demon League when he grows up, let alone investigate his own life experience.

In case he finds out that he is really a demon, how will he face himself.

When Fenglin said that he was a half-demon for the first time, the only thing he was worried about was his living environment, and he never thought that his nature was bad.

"Master never said that he wanted me to be so ruthless. His old man respects the Yaolian, and I do the same. Respect, not blind obedience."

Fang Sheng spoke clearly, and he looked at Director Jiang with a firm gaze: "The human world needs to be saved, and demons are the same. Director Jiang, since humans and demons are equal, why should Kong Jue bear this crime and be misunderstood and criticized by everyone?" Spoiled, what did he do wrong?"

Director Jiang stared at Fang Sheng, as if he didn't recognize him. After a while, Director Jiang pointed to Kong Jue, and exhaled a mouthful of cloudy air: "It's his fault. He shouldn't have brought Nan Xing home."

Hearing this, Fang Sheng pulled the corner of his mouth into a forced smile, what is the reason for this?

Is this the true face of the Monster Alliance?

No wonder He Qi has been unwilling to join, no wonder Kong Jue has led Nan Xing to fight against the Yaolian.

There was a sound of 'Boom', the beach vibrated, the sea water churned, and the evil spirit in the sea rolled and rolled up big waves hitting the beach.

Kong Jue and others who were fighting on the beach had no time to dodge, and they were all thrown into the sea by the big waves.

Seeing that Kong Jue was submerged in the sea, Fang Sheng subconsciously wanted to save him with the talisman in his hand, Feng Lin grabbed his wrist, and said in a low voice, "With Nan Xing here, if you act now, you are an accomplice."

The hand holding the talisman was released lightly, Fang Sheng looked at the receding sea water, his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

At the beginning, the master appointed him to find the fragments, and he was not allowed to bring others. After Fangsheng, the master wanted him to find the power of the king and find the belonging of his identity.

But now, compared to the attribution of identity, the secret hidden behind the umbrella of the entire human world is more important.

Maybe Fang Sheng misunderstood it at the beginning. Master did tell him something, but it was far more important and difficult than Fang Sheng imagined.

The evil spirit that rolled up on the bottom of the sea returned to calm, and the sea surface also ebbed. Kong Jue was soaked through, and the thin clothing was translucent against his body, and he could vaguely see the scars of different degrees on his body.

Fortunately, with Nan Xing protecting him, he was not injured except for getting wet all over his body.

Compared with Yaolian, it was worse. Dahua caught the fainted Yuanmeier in time. As for the others, they were swept into the sea water and became silent.

Fang Sheng squinted his eyes, took advantage of his eyes to see the aura, quickly found Shen Hairen's position, pulled Feng Lin, the talismans in his hand flew out mixed with black mist, one by one, pulled people out of the sea stand up.

Throughout the whole process, Director Jiang has been directing the people of the Demon Alliance to take down Kong Jue.

After saving the last person, Fang Sheng sat on the beach panting, he turned his head and was about to talk to Feng Lin, when a faint smoke wafted from the tip of his nose, a little choking.

Before he could smell the specific smell, the black mist covered Fang Sheng's mouth and nose to prevent him from inhaling more.

The smoke was getting thicker and thicker, and Director Jiang didn't know what was going on. Before everyone realized that something was wrong with the smoke, many people fainted, including Director Jiang.

Even Kong Jue, who reacted the fastest, fell to the side, exhausted, barely maintaining consciousness.

On the beach, a group of people came from a distance, and they were wearing different ghost masks when they got closer.

The leader among them was a man wearing a Shura mask.

In the Mountain of No Return, Fang Sheng saw them.

Without saying a word, they went straight to Kong Jue, raised their weapons, and wanted to kill Kong Jue.

Fang Sheng was still conscious, the phoenix fire in his hand ignited and flew towards the Shura mask.

The man seemed unaware that there were still people capable of action, and was totally off guard.

The phoenix spread its wings, and the flames spread, scaring away the evil spirits and burning half of Shura's mask.

The person wearing the Shura mask covered half of his face, and he stepped back behind the other masked persons without making a sound the whole time, which was eerie and terrifying.

Other masked people stepped forward and took out their weapons one after another.

Just now the smoke was too powerful, Fang Sheng just smelled it, now his body is weak, his supporting arm is trembling constantly, it is really strenuous to be able to throw that talisman just now.

Previously in the Mountain of No Return, it was only with Fenglin's help that they were forced to drive them away. The current situation is really not optimistic.

Feng Lin was also hit by the trick, the dark blue mist was difficult to gather, and it was impossible to use the previous trick.

Fang Sheng struggled to take out the talisman left on his body, intending to fight to the death. He couldn't watch Kong Jue being killed by these unknown people like this.

Just when Fang Sheng was about to push the talisman on his body with all his strength, suddenly a shadow quickly passed through the crowd of evil ghost masks, and in an instant, two people fell down.

Standing in front of Kong Jue with a petite body was Nan Xing.

Almost forgot about Nan Xing, Fang Sheng thought she had fainted from the trick.

Squinting his eyes, Fang Sheng looked at Nan Xing carefully, she seemed different from before.

In the past, Nan Xing's own evil spirit was protected by the king's power, but now, her own power is comparable to the king's.

Nan Xing did not speak, but stood in front of Kong Jue with an obvious attitude.

"Nan Xing, you go." Kong Jue fell to the ground, holding on, "You take Fang Sheng away."

Nan Xing didn't seem to hear, didn't move.

The evil spirit in her body gradually became stronger, and her fighting movements also became faster and more precise.

Fang Sheng wanted to help, but Nan Xing's speed was too fast, he couldn't see the scuffle clearly, he was afraid that he would not be able to keep up and hurt Nan Xing.

Kong Jue shook the whip in his hand and wanted to get up, but his body refused to obey.

Nan Xing's actions are mostly simple and rough without much skill. She doesn't kill people, she just knocks them down, and she doesn't intend to kill her at all.

However, those masked men obviously didn't think so. Every move they made, every time they attacked, they all went for Nan Xing's order.

Before Kong Jue said that even if everyone in the world wanted to kill someone, he firmly believed that Nan Xing would not. Now that Fang Sheng looked at Nan Xing, he finally fully understood why Kong Jue believed so firmly.

It's not just because Nan Xing is his younger sister, but Nan Xing is really such a demon, so gentle and unbelievably gentle.

She only knows how to heal people and save people. If such a reckless and complicated thing as killing people is not urgent, how dare she go away so easily.

The cruelest thing is her gentleness, which cannot be exchanged for the slightest pity of the masked man.

Soon, Nan Xing was injured to varying degrees. Even though she had self-healing ability, she couldn't keep up with the speed of adding new injuries.

Kong Jue couldn't stand it anymore, he kept telling Nan Xing to leave, but Nan Xing didn't listen.

In the end, Nan Xing faltered, she still stood in front of Kong Jue, protecting her brother.

The protective talisman in Fang Sheng's hand was thrown to Nan Xing a few times, but he couldn't withstand a lot of attacks, and finally reached the limit.

One of the masked figures stepped forward, raised the magic weapon in his hand, and made a final blow to finish off Nan Xing and Kong Jue.

Nan Xing moved his fingers, and slowly moved his left arm to his chest.

Seeing her movements, Kong Jue widened his eyes: "What are you going to do? You follow Fang Sheng, and I tell you to go, do you hear me!?"

Nan Xing still turned a deaf ear, she tilted her head slightly and looked towards Fang Sheng with empty eyes.

I don't know if it was an illusion, Fang Sheng seemed to see Nan Xing smiled.

Immediately afterwards, she saw Nan Xing's own hand inserted into her chest without hesitation, and she took out the fragments that protected her evil spirit in her palm. Soon, she seemed to have lost a puppet on a string, and she held herself in an extremely distorted posture. , fell to the ground instantly.

"Nan Xing!!" Kong Jue seemed to be insane, his canthus was shattered, his eyes were red, and he wanted to shed tears with blood.

Fang Sheng saw the whole process clearly. He saw Nan Xing's demonic energy leave that body, slowly rise, and then drift away.

The fragments of the power of the king are in her palm, she can't speak, and she sacrifices her own life in exchange for the safety of Kong Jue.

As for the remaining body on the ground, without Nan Xing's demonic power, and without the protection of fragments, it slowly withered, its hands and feet were broken, and finally, it really turned into a broken puppet.

That was not Nan Xing's original body at all.

The masked people also seemed to be shocked by this scene. They froze for two seconds, then put down their weapons, bent down to pick up the fragments from the puppet's hand, and left the beach without looking back.

"Nan Xing, Nan Xing..." With a hoarse voice, Kong Jue struggled to crawl in front of Nan Xing, hugging the mutilated limbs, unable to make any sound due to the pain.

With the departure of the masked man, other smoke around him also dissipated, and the fainted person on the ground slowly woke up.

The people from Yaolian didn't know what was going on, and when they woke up, they saw Kong Jue was in pain, and there was no wreckage of his body in his arms.

In the end, Kong Jue was arrested by the Yaolian, and he didn't resist.

Da Hua straddled Kong Jue's two arms, with a complicated expression on his face, before he took Kong Jue into the car, he came here to say hello to Fang Sheng.

"He said, I have something to tell you." Dahua didn't let go of the strength in her hands, and turned her face aside.

Fang Sheng leaned against Feng Lin's arms, raised his eyes, moved his dry lips, and had no choice but to say: "Nan Xing is gone."

"I know that Nan Xing left back then. I was the one who went against the sky and used the fragments to call her back by my side. All along, she had no consciousness of her own, and I was the one who manipulated her. But today is different. A miracle happened. It's a tragedy, I have no regrets, and I wish you well."

Kong Jue didn't say anything more, he lowered his head, his life was saved, but his heart was already dead.

Director Jiang didn't say anything to Fang Sheng, as long as he went back and had a good rest, he didn't say a word about those people wearing ghost masks.

Fang Sheng felt tired and didn't want to say a word.

Feng Lin took Fang Sheng back to the residence, and he didn't mention what happened before them, but just asked Fang Sheng: "If one day, I take you back to the Great Wilderness, would you like it?"

Leaning on the bed, Fang Sheng stared at the stars outside the window, feeling weak: "The Great Wilderness has been in chaos since it lost its king thousands of years ago. There are demons inside, and rumors are scarier than hell."

"I said, I will protect you," Feng Lin sat beside Fang Sheng, took his hand and rubbed it against his palm: "If the wilderness can be purified, are you willing to come with me?"

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Fang Sheng looked at Feng Lin and didn't reply for a while.

If it was before, he would have happily agreed to Fenglin, even if it was just a hypothesis, it would make him happy for a long time.

But now, Fang Sheng didn't know anymore, he went to the wilderness with Fenglin to live in peace, what about the human world?

Yaolian, is it still reliable?

Seeing that he didn't speak for a while, Feng Lin was indifferent, not surprised, he let go of Fang Sheng's hand, stroked Fang Sheng's hair lightly and said, "Well, I'll ask you later."

Fang Sheng didn't return to Yaolian, he resisted instinctively in his heart, he asked Director Jiang how Kong Jue would deal with it, Director Jiang said that the headquarters would decide.

After thinking about it, Fang Sheng called the headquarters again, and after several calls, no one answered.

Sitting on the sofa, Fang Sheng was listless. He took out the necklace around his neck and checked it. The warm golden color healed people's hearts.

Feng Lin sat at the table by the window, looking at the quiet night outside, thoughtful.

"Feng Lin, that half-demon boy in your memory, what abilities does he have?" Fang Sheng held the pendant with lowered eyebrows.

Hearing this, Feng Lin searched for the person in his memory, with a calm tone: "The monster he can control is very weak and gentle. Compared with the monster, he is more like a human, and the shape is also very stupid. The horns and tail can't always be hidden. good."

Fang Sheng raised his eyes to look at Feng Lin, pursed his lips, and asked again: "You said that I am also a half-demon, why can't I feel any of my own demon aura?"

Feng Lin's hand on the table trembled involuntarily.

The fact that Fang Sheng is a half-demon was originally fabricated by Feng Lin, and any borderline people are all fake.

When Feng Lin first met Fang Sheng, he was lied to, and he didn't feel anything. Now, he was a little flustered, and he didn't dare to tell the truth.

"You are very special," Feng Lin looked away, ambiguously saying, "You are different from a half-demon. Although you have no demon power, your ability to use talismans is far more powerful than a half-demon."

Fortunately, Fang Sheng didn't get too entangled in this matter. He looked back at the pendant in his hand and said, "Does he have a name? You won't keep calling him a half-demon, right?"

"Name..." Feng Lin murmured, Xi thought for a few seconds and shook his head: "Maybe, maybe not, I don't remember."

Fang Sheng put away the pendant, he didn't want to continue this topic, he always felt a little heavy.

He lay on the sofa, nestled into a ball, closed his eyes, his mind was in a mess, and what Kong Jue had said to him came to mind.

"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door.

Fang Sheng opened his eyes, looked at the door, and said nothing.

Few people know where he lives. Master has the key to his house. Of the rest, he is probably the only one left to follow suit.

"Dong dong dong."

"Who?" Fang Sheng was vigilant.

"It's me, Director Jiang." Director Jiang's slightly muffled voice sounded outside the door: "I'm here to get you something."

He can have anything Director Jiang needs here.

Looking at Feng Lin, both of them have the same doubts.

Fang Sheng asked again: "What?"

"The headquarters called, and Kong Jue said that the fragments are with you. The fragments need to be handed over to the headquarters for safekeeping, which also guarantees your safety."

After that, Director Jiang knocked on the door eagerly again: "You open the door first."

So if it happened in the past few days, Fang Sheng would have gone to open the door long ago.

He didn't believe that Kong Jue would take the initiative to tell him that the fragments were in his place. Moreover, how did Director Jiang know the location of his home?

"I don't have any fragments here," Fang Sheng touched his chest and then put it down: "Kong must have lied to you."

Director Jiang paused outside, as if he sighed: "Fang Sheng, be obedient, you open the door first."

Fang Sheng looked at the door, frowned and said nothing.

This is different from the usual Director Jiang.

Feng Lin listened attentively, the room was extremely quiet, and there was no movement outside.

There was no sound of going down the stairs. Director Jiang and the others were always there.

Suddenly, a black mist rose from Feng Lin's body, and he walked to Fang Sheng's side in an instant, protecting him to the window, away from the door.

At the same time, the door of the room exploded, and Director Jiang stood outside, as well as several humans holding magic weapons.

In the smoke and dust, Director Jiang looked at Fang Sheng with a complicated expression: "It would be nice if you were obedient and opened the door."

Fang Sheng was in Feng Lin's arms. He lowered his arms, opened his mouth, and stared blankly at Director Jiang, not knowing what to say for a while.

Accident, not particularly accidental.

Without waiting for Director Jiang to speak again, Feng Lin moved extremely quickly, took Fang Sheng out of the window, and quickly disappeared into the night.

The people of the Yaolian are not vegetarians, they are chasing after them.

"Do you still have the talisman?" While running, Feng Lin asked Fang Sheng: "Phoenix fire?"

Phoenix Huo Fangsheng still has it on him, but...

He turned his head and looked at the people behind him. The magic weapons in their hands were all approved by the Demon Federation, and they were indeed from the Demon Federation.

He was a little, wondering if he should use such a powerful attack spell.

"There is fox fire." Fang Sheng said this, and took out the spell on his body.

With a whimper, the fox fire burned, with a large face and rapid fire.

Feng Lin glanced at the burning fox fire behind him, but didn't speak.

He has seen fox fire, fox fire does not hurt, it can only scare people.

The people chasing behind saw the foxfire for the first time, and they could resist it for a while, but once they found out that the foxfire was not hurt, they would be able to catch up quickly.

Sure enough, after a while, Feng Lin was relaxed, and the people behind caught up.

An attack exploded on the wall between the two of them, and stone fragments cut Fang Sheng's cheek.

"Just because you're soft-hearted doesn't mean the other party is also soft-hearted." The black mist spread over Fang Sheng, and Feng Lin said, "If you don't want to fight, then don't fight."

Feng Lin left the city center, he was not familiar with the geographical location in the suburbs, and soon, he turned left and right, and reached a dead end.

"Hide behind me," Feng Lin protected Fang Sheng, condensing the fog sword in his hand: "If you don't want to look, you can close your eyes."

"Fang Sheng, we have no other intentions, as long as you hand over the fragments, the Yaolian just wants to keep the fragments and does not want to target you."

Director Jiang was at the front, with a complicated expression on his face, and he persuaded: "The situation is special now, and Feng Lin doesn't know his identity. The headquarters thinks the suspicion is too right. It is for your safety to take back the fragments. Fang Sheng, please hand them over." .”

"Feng Lin," Fang Sheng touched Feng Lin's hand: "Do you want to hand it over?"

"Of course not." Feng Lin's attitude was firm: "The one with the most doubts should be the Demon Alliance."

"Fang Sheng, you have been listened to. Before his identity is found out, you can't trust him. Do you think that the Demon Alliance will harm you?" Director Jiang waved at Fang Sheng with too high a voice: "Be obedient, don't Let Yaolian and your master worry about it."

"Maybe the Demon Alliance won't harm me," Fang Sheng shrank behind Feng Lin, "but you will harm Feng Lin, I won't allow it."

After the words fell, Fang Sheng put a shield on Feng Lin, and at the same time told Feng Lin in a low voice: "The Phoenix fire is still there."

The corners of Feng Lin's mouth curled up. The situation was urgent, but his heart was filled with joy.

"I will fight for you not to do anything."

The matter has come to this point, the two sides have nothing to talk about, they can only take action and resolve it by force.

Swords were on the verge of breaking out, and the members of the Yaolian raised their magic weapons and attacked Feng Lin and the two without hesitation.

Fenglin black mist rose, seeing the attack approaching, suddenly a figure appeared in front of him, and that person waved his hand to defuse the attack.

Before he could see the outline of that person clearly, he could smell the strong smell of blood in the air first.

With the help of the faint moonlight, he saw that the body of the person in front was covered with blood, and there was still blood dripping down his cuffs, fresh blood.

"Who?" Director Jiang frowned: "The mission of the Demon Alliance, how dare you block it so easily."

The man didn't speak, and with a wave of his arm, a strong wind blew up, and all the magical weapons in the hands of the Yaolian people were sucked away by the man in the air, and his raised hand grasped a fist, and the magical weapons were also scrapped.

It's not a rank at all.

Director Jiang was not a reckless man either. Seeing this, he led others to retreat.

Fang Sheng didn't know this person, he quietly hooked Gou Fenglin's hand, Feng Lin lowered his eyes and shook his head slightly, but he didn't know him either.

Without waiting for the two to ask, the mysterious man turned his head, half-kneeled on the ground, bowed his hands to Feng Lin, and respectfully said: "Ying Long, pay homage to the King."

Looking up at Fang Sheng again, Ying Long went on to say, "See Madam."

Fang Sheng: "?"

ah?What?

Fang Sheng couldn't make up his mind. He went back and forth several times between "an ancient beast whose body is really a dragon" and "who is the king" and "who is his wife", and he couldn't pick which one was the most important.

"You know me?" Feng Lin was much calmer than Fang Sheng: "When did you know me?"

"When I was a child, Ying Long was lucky enough to play with his wife for a few days and meet the king a few times." Ying Long spoke in a gentle manner, which was very contrary to the blood stains on his body.

Fang Sheng finally came to his senses, and said cautiously: "Well, did you recognize the wrong person? Both of us are men, and we are ordinary demons. No, I am a half-demon."

Ying Long smiled and remained polite: "Although Madam's face has changed a lot, her personality is still the same as before."

After speaking, Ying Long looked at Feng Lin again: "Your Majesty must have spent a lot of energy looking for his wife. Fortunately, you succeeded."

Fang Sheng couldn't understand what he was talking about, like an alien talking nonsense.

"Feng Lin, what does he mean?" Fang Sheng asked Feng Lin in a low voice.

Feng Lin shook his head, expressing that he didn't understand either.

The smile on Ying Long's face gradually subsided, and his eyes wandered back and forth between the two of them. After a while, he asked: "Your Majesty, isn't he...a sheep?"

Sheep?

Fang Sheng was the first to think of the sheep and half-demon, but who is the king, Feng Lin?

Looking at the opponent's body, it was indeed Ying Long. Fang Sheng wondered if this ancient mythical beast had lived too long and his brain became confused.

If Feng Lin was a king, as for being forced to the alley by a few humans with magical weapons, he is not a sheep...

"Do you know Yangyang?" Feng Lin's mood fluctuated slightly, and he took a step forward: "The descendant of Yangyang, that half-demon boy?"

Ying Long lowered his head and replied respectfully: "Yes, Ying Long played with him when he was a child, but it's a pity that later on, he did nothing wrong. I thought the king saved him in Huihun River."

As he said that, Ying Long looked at Fang Sheng again, and moved his lips: "The only ones who can accompany the king are sheep and sheep, so I thought this was it."

Fang Sheng was confused, why Feng Lin didn't deny the title of king, why they suddenly talked to Ying Long about that half-demon so freely.

"You guys, what are you talking about?" Fang Sheng stepped back, he looked at Feng Lin, as if he didn't recognize him: "Aren't you Feng Lin, he called you king, why didn't you refute?"

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