Wu Sheng starts from strengthening

Chapter 134 Scars
Lin Yi trembled slightly like a frightened fawn.

"Okay, okay, it's safe now..."

Pan Ye patted her on the back lightly until the girl's sobbing gradually stopped.

When did the second miss of the Lin family, who has always been pampered, experience such a thing.

Comforting Lin Yi, Pan Ye walked to Ling Shu's side, and looked down at the instigator who caused the great change tonight.

It's hard to imagine that the formerly handsome and handsome man would turn into this appearance.

At this time, Ou Lan was tightly restrained by lightning chains, her tongue stuck out and limp on the ground, and the hair all over her body was burned into a ball of coke by the lightning, just like a giant Shar Pei.

Where is the brutality of the wolf demon.

Pan Ye moved his gaze from its body to the ruined walls behind it.

Under the ruins lay an unknown number of lives, including Miss Yun, the elders of the Wan family, and the guests and servants who attended the banquet. They will never come back.

A day of great joy turns into a day of great sorrow in the blink of an eye.

The weak-looking, tough-tempered Ms. Yun was entrusted to the wrong person after all.

Miss Yun should really let Miss Yun take a good look at who his fiancé is...

Thinking of this, Pan Ye couldn't help but read a certain famous poem through the ages: "Scholar's procrastination, you can still say it. Women's procrastination, you can't say it."

With a long sigh, he collected his emotions, turned around and bowed to Lingshu.

"Master Lingshu."

Ling Shu killed someone by mistake, and then killed the culprit to save a group of people. Pan Ye now has complicated feelings towards her.

"Ah."

This time, Ling Shu was not as indifferent as before. She saw that Pan Ye destroyed the red screen at a critical moment and saved everyone.

"Daozhang, how should we deal with this beast?"

"I will escort him back to the sect and wait for the fate of the Taoist sects."

"Then... what about the hundreds of people who died innocently here?"

Ling Shu glanced at him, it was rare to say so many words,
"I'm not in charge of this matter, you wait for the government to deal with it."

"This……"

Pan Ye opened his mouth, and after a second thought, Ling Shu was just a cultivator who followed the demon to this place, so he really didn't need to deal with the aftermath of the accident.

Tonight is purely evil. If someone with status may try to talk to the government, people without background, I am afraid that no one will even ask.

At most, it became the background of the rumors among the people of Rongzhou.

This is also the sadness of the bottom people living in this world.

No matter whether you are a wealthy local gentry or a poor working poor peasant, if you have no strength, you are just a fish in the mouth of demons.

The reason why Pan Ye came to Miss Yun's wedding banquet was because she had some affection for him, and he had noticed Ou Lan's strangeness before, so he wanted to see if he could help.

But the enemy is too strong, he saved more than a hundred people, and he has a clear conscience.

He thought about his words, and tentatively said:
"Master Lingshu, Ou Lan's fiancée..."

"I killed her by mistake. She is an innocent person. I will be responsible to the end."

"Whether it's to turn her into a soul cultivator, or go back and ask the elders of the sect to reshape her body, I will give her a good home."

Turtle, can you reshape the flesh?

Pan Ye was speechless in secret, and raised a question in his heart: "Reshape the physical body?"

Ling Shu only spit out four words coldly: "Secret technique in the door."

Ok……

There was a faint noise in the distance, and the sound of heavy and dense footsteps was approaching.

Pan Ye didn't want to get entangled with them, so Lin Yi lay on his back, hugged Zu Wei by the waist with one hand, stuffed the sleeping glutinous rice balls into his collar with the other hand, and dragged his family.

"Daoist Lingshu, I'm leaving first, and I'll contact you later."

He deliberately got close to Ling Shutao, and kept testing her to speak.

Unexpectedly, Daoist Ling Shu was really too cold, he just lifted his pure white chin lightly to signal that he heard it.

After Pan Ye left, Ling Shu picked up the dog leash around Ou Lan's neck and disappeared into the night.

Pan Ye took "the whole family" with him, avoiding all kinds of people who came here after hearing the news, and quietly returned to the Lin Mansion.

……

Afterwards, Rongzhou garrison soldiers, yamen police officers, merchants, and gangs flocked to the city. They stood in front of the original site of Oufu, looking at the ruins in front of them, with shocked expressions on their faces.

"Well, even Master Li, the number one expert in Rongzhou, probably won't be able to destroy this place to this point..."

A sergeant dressed as a school lieutenant clapped his hands on the head, and said sharply: "Everyone is stunned, go in and see if there are any survivors."

Wan Lianping rushed here as soon as he received the news.

He saw all kinds of body stumps picked up by the soldiers, falling to pieces, rushing into the ruins like crazy, and lifting huge boulders with their hands.

"Little sister, little sister..."

"Father, mother..."

"You wait for me, I will definitely rescue you."

"boom……"

"No, no, not my little sister."

The man put aside his skinny head and walked towards the depths of Oufu with trembling steps.

There was still a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Maybe the father, mother and little sister might still be crushed in the ruins, waiting for his rescue?

It was originally the courtyard where the second entrance of Ou Mansion was.

The air here is filled with wisps of black smoke everywhere, and most of the various wooden building materials have been turned into coke.

The air was filled with a strange stench of lightning burning hair, flesh, and bones.

A small tuft of large half turned into black charcoal, and the small half of gray and white thick long hair appeared on the ground in front of Wanlianping.

He walked forward and lightly brushed the hair, put it next to his nose and sniffed.

The heart gradually sank.

demon.

"Ou Lan, who killed a thousand swords, is indeed a monster!"

Wan Lianping is a martial artist who is already studying and contemplating ideas, and is about to step into the seventh rank.

He thought that every time he came into contact with Ou Lan, he would feel a slight sense of uneasiness in his heart, and he became more and more convinced that Ou Lan was the murderer who caused the tragedy here.

"Blame me, blame me, I didn't make up my mind to stop my little sister."

The man crouched down slowly with his head in his hands, muttering to himself continuously,
"There is still hope, father, mother, little sister, you must be fine."

After a long time, he calmed down, stood up, and came to the collapsed hall.

A few pieces of the collapsed roof were lifted off, revealing the general appearance of the hall.

Candles that were smashed into red mud, red paper-cuts scattered on the ground, and in the middle, the huge red paper with the Chinese character "囍" was broken into dozens and scattered all over the ground.

Wan Lianping walked slower and slower, and his heart beat faster and faster.

Until he saw a dozen or so clusters of blue hair barely protruding from under the stone.

Step forward and throw the stone away.

A head with skin like dried orange peel appeared in front of his eyes, with a few golden ornaments hanging on the messy black hair.

puff.

Wan Lianping's legs unconsciously knelt on the ground, he picked up the head that collapsed half of it, and he could vaguely see that it was his little sister's face, tears could no longer be restrained, and burst out of his eyes.

"Little sister, little sister..."

He cried heart-rendingly, and unconsciously stroked Miss Yun's head with his hands, holding it tightly in his arms.

(End of this chapter)