Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 482 Little Junior Sister Comes to Check in 28
Ye Qingzhi looked at Mr. Hao Chen lying on the ground covered in blood.

He was still expressionless.

Even in such an embarrassing situation, facing Mr. Lanyue and the two burly men who obviously harbored ill intentions towards him, it still seemed unable to arouse any extra extra expression from this man.

Facing such a guy who seems to have the only expression on his face, I made him vomit again and again and even spit out rational tears from the corners of his eyes, which is really quite a glorious record.

Yet she felt nothing to be proud of.

Ye Qingzhi even thought maliciously, but wondered if this man would still be dead with no emotion when he was steamed and roasted with flesh and blood as a human skin after being sealed up by the remnants of the Demon Armor Sect?
Similar to the story of a good friend meeting a bear in the forest, as long as the first unlucky person is not himself, some people have the mood of watching the fire from the other side, and find their own sense of happiness in the comparison.

Therefore, it is not surprising that some of the monks gloated at Mr. Hao Chen, who was the first to suffer, like Ye Qingzhi.

"You dare to collude with the remnants of the Demon Armor Sect to plot against Lord Haochen, aren't you afraid of Tianyuan Peak's revenge? Lord Haochen's father, Cangli Lord, is about to be promoted to Taoist Lord, and I'm afraid his anger is not something you, a little Qizhouwu, can bear." .”

The female cultivator surnamed Guan in Datian Peak scolded her, but her voice was as limp as her current body, and it sounded like she was being coquettish.

"Junior Sister, since Mr. Lanyue dared to do something, he had already calculated everything, why bother talking?" Nvxiu surnamed Tian thought clearly.

The people who watched the excitement were all disappointed, because although Mr. Hao Chen was being stared at all the time, everyone was treated the same.

Starting from Mr. Hao Chen, the monks were tied up with ropes one by one. The two big bearded men seemed to be used to doing such things. The refined dragon-binding tendons, once bound, cannot move spiritual power, and the more you struggle, the tighter the binding becomes, and in the end it is your flesh and blood that suffers."

"It doesn't look good if it's bruised and purple."

The man bared his snow-white teeth and explained, staring at everyone, especially Mr. Hao Chen, like a blind man who has discovered honey.

The bloody brutality of the magic armor trick has been popularized before, and the eyes of this man make people look extremely uncomfortable.

Someone in Qizhouwu shouted to Mr. Lanyue: "Mr. Lanyue, don't we need to tie up our own people?"

Mr. Lanyue didn't seem to hear, he waved his hand to the four people who came up behind him: "Take it away!"

Qi Luo suddenly laughed loudly: "My own people? You are so whimsical, have you not seen that Mr. Nian Chi is tied up? Qizhouwu wants to entrap top sects like our Yuxian Sect and Tianyuan Peak. If you don't pay a little How to explain the price to the sects?"

"Stupid, really stupid!"

Qi Luo's voice was high and shrill, and she didn't know whether she was scolding others or herself.

Dressed in red, she was picked up by the bearded man with one hand, like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

All kinds of cursing and begging for mercy suddenly sounded in the crowd, and everyone understood that what Qi Luo said might be true, that is to say, these Qizhouwu disciples who accompanied Lord Lanyue out were all victims of this operation.

No wonder there were so many of them.

But except for one Nian Chi Jun, all of them are trash disciples with low cultivation level who can barely fly with a sword.

But Mr. Nianchi plus more than a dozen disciples is already the sum of the number of the other two sects. For Qi Zhouwu, a third-rate sect, it is already damaged. Who would criticize Qi Zhou too much? what?

As for the suspicion that the Qizhouwu people have colluded with the Demon Armor Sect, that is absolutely impossible.

Qi Luo was still scolding hoarsely, but Mr. Lanyue suddenly laughed: "I thought you were a crazy woman who only knows how to play tricks, but I advise you not to waste your efforts. In fact, start from the position of the Sanhuoyan Spirit Formation A sound-proof circle has been set up here, and no sound can come out, and neither can your Tianyu Lunyin!"

At this point, He Xiaoman finally understood what the things she saw with her soul-breaking spirit eyes were used for, and it turned out to be this huge sound-proof array. It's a pity that she didn't understand the array, and Mr. Hao Chen didn't understand the array either. So I didn't see it.

It seems that no matter what the world is, you still need to learn more skills to survive better!
If she also understood the formation, wouldn't she have broken it directly before?

At least there are still people who rely on Hou for external communication.

Now a group of people are tied up with strong shoulders and carry their hands, and they are taken to an underground cave deep in the jungle by a few rough men who look like primitive people. No matter how they look, they look like they were captured by goblins and ready to be washed and cleaned. Tang Seng.

The hard thing is that there is no senior brother outside to rescue.

The first half of the crypt was excavated manually, the more spacious it was, the higher the temperature, and the less traces of artificial excavation, it was actually a naturally formed place.

Walking to the innermost place, a strong smell of blood came over his face, He Xiaoman couldn't help but frowned, did all those missing people die here?

The inside of the crypt is very spacious, and the five-meter-high frame allows those reckless men who are about two meters tall to stand upright and walk around freely.

It's just that the space with such a high shelf is still hot and unbearable.

In the deepest part of the crypt, in the middle are three drum-like objects with a length, width, and height of about two meters, and two cross-like devices on both sides.

He Xiaoman understood at a glance.

The cross is used to seal the acupoints with blood needles, and the drum-like thing is probably a device for tying people whose bones are crisp and numb after taking drugs to process it into leather.

As for the reason why the crypt is so hot, it is the raging fire under the big drums on three sides.

Qiluo was right.

There really is a ground fire under Laobie Mountain.

only……

He Xiaoman smiled coldly, even if they didn't have the formation master Qi Luo, Lan Yuejun would still find a way to let them pass smoothly.

Obviously, the remnants of the Demon Armor Sect want to make their monks into human skins. Compared with those ordinary mortals, monks' skins are twice as effective, right?

Finally, a trace of nervousness appeared on the face of the female cultivator surnamed Tian. The first of the two bearded men wanted to put Mr. Hao Chen on the cross.

If someone seals the big acupoints all over the body and seals the 108 vital acupoints with blood needles in other people's territory, then it will really be over.

How could He Xiaoman not know that the woman surnamed Tian Xiuxiu was waiting for him to show her, and she was about to sacrifice her beloved big plate dish, only to hear someone in the crowd say in a low voice: "Punch in."

What the hell!

At such a critical moment, he couldn't be distracted. After weighing the pros and cons, He Xiaoman had no choice but to concentrate on Ye Qingzhi, turning a blind eye to the eyes of the female cultivator surnamed Tian, ​​and allowing himself to be lifted up on the cross and tied up again. .

(End of this chapter)