I can strengthen

Chapter 178 Dolls
"it's beautiful."

In a dark secret room.

Luo Yan sat under the kerosene lamp, looking at the small transparent jade bottle in his hand, his eyes were slightly blurred.

In the small jade bottle, there is a ruby-like liquid, which emits brilliant colors under the light.

And this liquid is the origin blood of the Chu clan that he extracted from Fang Yan's body.

Swallowing source blood can strengthen the body.

Its effect is more than ten times stronger than that of Qing Chan and Zhen Qi Pill.

this time.

He kept extracting source blood from Fang Yan's body.

Today, there are as many as hundreds of blood bottles like this.

This is a huge resource, which can make his strength go one step further and approach the 'limit'.

He looked to the side.

On the stone bed, Fang Yan looked haggard, his face was ashen, and his eyes were even more empty.

It was as if he was no longer a person, but a puppet.

"Cultivators and mortals are indeed two different species."

Luo Yan secretly sighed.

He has achieved thousands of alchemy bones, and he can almost dig out the limit of mortals.

Although it has not yet reached the 'limit'.

But he can feel that the 'limit' is approaching, and the closer he gets to the limit, the slower he becomes stronger.

Even Qing Chan and Zhen Qi Pill had little benefit to him.

And this Fangyan.

After feeding a few blood qi pills every day, within two months, so much original blood that could greatly benefit him was produced.

If it weren't for Fang Yan's appearance becoming more and more haggard, he would have doubted the authenticity of the law of energy conservation.

"Please...kill me."

On the stone bed, Fang Yan shouted dumbly.

"sorry."

Luo Yan apologized.

He also didn't want to torture Fang Yan, because if this guy died, he would mark himself, which might attract the Bell Tower.

For safety, he has nothing to do.

He looked at Fang Yan and said softly, "Don't worry, I will set you free in a short time."

As he spoke, he opened Fang Yan's mouth and stuffed two blood qi pills.

Fang Yan didn't resist, and let Luo Yan do his best, two tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Luo Yan wiped away the tears from the corners of Fang Yan's eyes.

Then got up and walked outside.

Two months passed, and he had to urge King Baotai to build his boat as soon as possible.

The so-called time waits for no one.

Going to Chaos Demon Sea, of course, the sooner the better.

And the day he left Baiyue Mansion was when he sent Fang Yan to liberation.

……

……

The night was dark.

Luo Yan was dressed in black and stood outside the palace study.

He looked puzzled, but he searched several places, but he couldn't find King Baotai.

"Strange, at night, King Baotai is neither in the bedroom nor in the study, so where would he be?"

Luo Yan was suspicious.

Then he walked out from the dark place and came to a guard.

He may be being watched by Zhongshen Tower now, and he came here secretly, and he planned to meet King Baotai secretly before leaving.

But if you can't find King Baotai, you can only ask his subordinates.

"who?"

The guard turned pale with shock, and after seeing Luo Yan clearly, he immediately cupped his hands in a respectful voice: "So it's Master Luo."

He was in charge of guarding the study for King Baotai, had met Luo Yan several times, and was no stranger to Luo Yan.

Luo Yan nodded and asked, "Where is the prince?"

"My lord?"

The guard was taken aback for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "My lord hasn't shown up for more than half a month. It's very likely..."

He hesitated.

Luo Yan's heart sank slightly.

There are rumors in the market that Tao Qian died and King Baotai became the guardian.

As a guardian, if King Baotai is dead, how could there be no news at all?

He looked at the guards and asked in a deep voice: "When I came in, I saw that the palace was peaceful, not like a group of dragons without a leader. If King Baotai died, the palace shouldn't be so peaceful."

"My lord doesn't know. Now this palace has become the site of the Blood Clothes Sect. The leader of the Blood Clothes Sect lives in the Yunlan Pavilion behind, how dare we be presumptuous?"

A look of fear appeared in the guard's eyes.

Ever since the leader of the Blood Clothes Sect lived in Yunlan Pavilion.

Then he expelled most of the servants in Yunlan Pavilion, leaving only a very small number of young and beautiful women.

nowadays.

Yunlan Pavilion has become a forbidden area with a radius of ten miles, and no one else is allowed to enter.

Even they, the old man of the palace, could not find out any news in Yunlan Pavilion.

The guard showed hesitation, then looked around as if he had made up his mind, and said in a low voice: "My lord, in fact, the prince disappeared after the leader of the Blood Clothes Sect lived here. I suspect..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

But the spearhead was directed at the leader of the Blood Clothes Sect.

"The leader of the Blood Clothes Sect..."

Luo Yan's eyes flickered.

He had heard of the name of the Blood Clothes Sect for a long time.

A sect founded by immortal cultivators is currently recruiting young girl believers, and it is said that a so-called saint will be selected from them.

There are even rumors in the market that once you become a saint, you can go to the immortals, cut off the world of mortals, and be at ease.

Luo Yan naturally scoffed at these rumors.

But the creator is a cultivator...

Luo Yan pondered for a while, and said: "I see, I will visit the prince again after a while."

Say it.

He turned around straight away, and disappeared behind the wall.

"Big……"

The guard looked dull, stretched out one hand, and stopped in mid-air.

He originally wanted to ask Luo Yan to go to Yunlan Pavilion to see if his prince was dead, but he didn't expect Luo Yan to leave directly.

This made him unexpected, and he was stunned for a long time before shaking his head with a wry smile.

the other side.

Luo Yan had already sneaked towards Yunlan Pavilion without a sound.

He was going to Yunlan Pavilion, but he didn't want to reveal it to the guard.

"The immortal cultivators who came to this mortal world, except for the Bell God Tower and the Blood God Son, the others should all be people with unsatisfactory lives, and their strength will not be too strong."

"The strength of the leader of the Blood Clothes Sect is probably on par with Fang Yan."

He wanted to find out.

Not to find King Baotai.

But out of my own curiosity.

After all, there are very few immortal cultivators in this land, Fang Yan counts as one, and so does the leader of the Blood Clothes Sect.

He is extremely fast.

After a while, he stepped into the range of Yunlan Pavilion.

Yunlan Pavilion was built by King Baotai with a lot of money, with small bridges and flowing water, and the environment is elegant.

This should have been a grand sight.

However, now, with the red lanterns hanging, there is no one in the entire Yunlan Pavilion. In the silence, there is an eerie and strange atmosphere.

Although Luo Yan was surprised, his expression didn't change much.

Immortal cultivators regard the world of mortals as purgatory.

It is normal for the leader of the Blood Clothes Sect to disperse mortals as an immortal cultivator, and there is nothing strange about it.

What's more, he sneaked in secretly this time, and no one was exactly what he wanted.

Soon.

He came to an attic and looked through the window from a distance, only to see shadows in it, and there seemed to be many people.

He came to the window and looked into the house.

I saw girls smiling sweetly, standing everywhere, like porcelain dolls.

These young girls are all beautiful in the world, and the clothes on their bodies complement each other even more beautifully.

Looking at the girls in the room, Luo Yan was not surprised, only frightened.

These girls, seemingly delicate and beautiful, are actually like well-dressed dolls, lifeless.

"These women are all dead."

Luo Yan's spirit is strong, and his perception is extremely amazing.

At a glance, it can be seen that all the women in the house are dead and made into puppets.

It's just that the manufacturing methods are clever, so these dead bodies are lifelike.

and……

Look at the expression, behavior and placement of this puppet.

It seems that these dolls are specially collected by the leader of the Blood Clothes Cult.

And this room is a well-designed collection room.

His heart is awe-inspiring.

Instead of entering the attic, he continued to walk deep into the Yunlan Pavilion.

The more he walked, the heavier he felt.

corridor.

garden.

As he went deeper, he saw more and more puppets along the way.

There were as many as forty or fifty of what he saw.

"Then the leader of the Blood Clothes Sect did this just to satisfy his own special psychological obsession?"

Luo Yan's eyes were serious.

He somewhat understood the reason why the leader of the Scarlet Clothes Sect came to Zhou State.

As a cultivator.

In the realm of cultivating immortals, his strength is extremely weak, and it is difficult for him to satisfy his hobbies.

But in this world of mortals, he is powerful, so he can naturally do anything reckless and do all kinds of sinister and disgusting deeds.

"There are girl dolls, what about King Baotai? Will they also be made into dolls?"

Luo Yan continued to move forward.

as predicted.

Not long after, he found King Baotai in a hall.

King Baotai sat upright, not angry and pretentious.

But that frozen expression is not owned by a living person, it is also a puppet.

Under King Baotai.

His son Zhou Tong is also ordinary, standing with his hands tied, he has long since died.

In addition to the father and son, there are many cronies of King Baotai, a few masters, and a few masters in the late stage of bone refining in the room.

at this time.

They were also made into dolls and stood on both sides of the hall.

"The backbone of the palace, this has been wiped out in one go."

Looking at the more than ten puppets in the hall, Luo Yan was secretly speechless.

If he makes a move to destroy this group of backbones of the palace, he can solve it.

But what will be left will only be corpses all over the place, instead of the one in front of them, all of them intact, without even the slightest unnatural expression.

Obviously.

The leader of the Blood Clothes Sect is extremely powerful.

Thinking of this, Luo Yan couldn't help but think of retreating.

The strength of the enemy is unknown.

If he continues to search for it, if the car overturns, his life will be lost.

He turned around, about to leave.

But just as he turned his head, a familiar figure suddenly caught his eyes.

Luo Yan was taken aback for a moment, then looked intently.

On the gazebo at the end of the corridor, a young girl in a red dress was leaning against the railing.

That profile is familiar.

After looking at it carefully, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and finally remembered the girl's identity.

This young girl is indeed that Zheng Chi's daughter, Zheng Xiaoyi!
"Zheng Xiaoyi?"

Luo Yan frowned, and hurried forward to check.

I saw Zheng Xiaoyi with a smile on his face, staring at the lotus pond outside the gazebo, with an innocent, playful and lively expression.

however.

His whole body was cold, and he had already lost half of his breath.

Looking at Zheng Xiaoyi who was made into a doll, Luo Yan was silent.

Zheng Xiaoyi worships the leader of the Blood Clothes Sect very much.

Now that he has fallen into such a situation, it is his own fault.

However, she is Zheng Chi's daughter after all, and Zheng Chi has helped him a lot in recent years.

"If Zheng Chi knows that his daughter is dead, I'm afraid he will go crazy."

Luo Yan sighed inwardly.

But he still picked up Zheng Xiaoyi, and fled away silently.

It was quiet.

He chose a place where there was no one, and soon returned to Baotai Pharmacy, in front of Zheng Chi's door.

"Dong dong dong."

He knocked on the door.

Not long after, the door opened from the inside, revealing Zheng Chi's haggard face.

Zheng Chi saw the Sleeping Beauty-like daughter in Luo Yan's arms at first sight.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Yi, is she asleep?"

Zheng Xiaoyi has been missing for half a month.

For the past half month, he has been looking for it, but unfortunately he found nothing.

He thought his daughter was dead.

I don't want to be brought back by Luo Yan today.

While rejoicing in his heart, he was also full of gratitude to Luo Yan.

However, Luo Yan's next sentence made him feel like he was struck by lightning.

"She's dead." Luo Yan said concisely, without any fluctuation in his voice.

When Zheng Chi heard this, his head buzzed and went blank.

for a long time.

He stretched out his palm and touched Zheng Xiaoyi's face.

Feeling the ice-like coolness, his body trembled slightly, and his eyes instantly turned red.

"Luo Yan, how did Xiao Yi die?" Zheng Chi asked tremblingly.

"If my guess is correct, it should be the leader of the Bloody Clothes Sect. I went to his residence and saw many exquisite dolls. Xiaoyi...is one of them."

Luo Yan thought about weaving a beautiful lie to deceive Zheng Chi.

But inexplicably, he still told the truth.

"Blood Clothes Cult?"

Zheng Chi's eyes showed biting hatred: "I knew for a long time that the Blood Clothes Sect is not a good place, but Xiaoyi just refused to listen. It's all my fault. If I had been more determined at the beginning, I would not let her get mixed up with the group of people from the Blood Clothes Sect. together..."

His voice was regretful, and his face was extremely painful.

Luo Yan didn't know how to comfort others, so he could only pat him on the shoulder.

Although he is not a father, he can understand the grief of a father who lost his children.

Just now.

With a sound of chiteng, Zheng knelt down directly.

"Luo Yan, please avenge me!" His eyes were filled with anger, and his voice became hoarse.

Luo Yan hurriedly supported him and helped him up from the ground.

He was waiting for Zheng Chi to speak.

Now that Zheng Chi opened his mouth, he naturally nodded in agreement: "Don't worry, I will help Xiaoyi get revenge."

Say it.

He patted Zheng Chi's shoulder again, then smiled at him, then turned around and rushed towards the palace.

Go, go kill!
soon.

He returned to Yunlan Pavilion.

"It seems that I like to meddle in my own business."

Luo Yan laughed at himself, and walked towards Yunlan Pavilion quietly.

Yunlan Pavilion was the same as when he came last time, red lanterns were hung, and there was a gloomy atmosphere in the dead silence.

But this time.

When Luo Yan just walked to the attic, he felt something was wrong.

In the attic like a collection room, a woman's silver bell-like laughter came out.

Then, I saw several young girls flying towards him like flying fairies.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

Luo Yan's eyes were gloomy, and when his sleeves were rolled up, terrifying true energy swept out.

The girl puppets that rushed over were instantly shattered and turned into a puddle of flesh and blood.

To him, ordinary mortals are no different from soft dough.

Although these girls were refined into dolls, they are still the same as ordinary people, without any special features.

"Clap clap clap!"

In the distance, there was applause.

Then came a young voice.

"I don't know who came to my Yunlan Pavilion as a guest. It turned out to be Mr. Luo Yanluo."

The voice was soft and ethereal, as if it came from nine days away.

Luo Yan frowned, and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

I saw a feminine young man standing on the roof in the distance. Under the bright moonlight, he was covered in blood clothes, and he looked like a banished fairy, with a sense of being out of the world.

(End of this chapter)