Help!Crazy apprentices actually want to commit the following crimes

Chapter 88 The Puppet Chu Xingchuan
The situation in the cave was much more complicated than they thought.

The outermost blood pool is obviously the worst, and the monsters formed are also the worst.

The further you go in, the thicker the color of the blood pool becomes, the more disgusting the monster will be, and the more treacherous the combat power will be.

The four of them still had some observation skills, avoided many dangers, and reached the final point easily.

The blood-colored palace, the boiling blood sea, and pairs of red eyes.

No, isn't this the place to start!
"We've been going in circles!"

Qu Yi pointed to the spiritual power emblem on the pillar of the main hall. A duck was drawn in the middle. The duck was ugly and very distinctive.

He quietly explained:

"I'm afraid that the mark is too simple and easy to be imitated."

Sikong Zhu opened his mouth in shock, then twitched the corners of his mouth:
"You are also quite...simple."

Qu Yi's serious explanation:
"But no one will be as spiritual as I painted!"

Song Weiran and Xiao Hanyu glanced at each other and nodded silently.

Well, it is very spiritual!
At this moment, Jie Jie laughed:

"The little guys are pretty amazing!

"I might as well tell you that this is the very beginning, but it's not the very beginning.

"Since you're here, don't leave!"

After the darkness, the blood light reappeared.

In the middle of the hall stood a man in a white and blue shirt.

The man held on to the sword, and turned around slowly, revealing a calm and resolute face, and those black and white pupils made one's scalp tingle.

The four of them remembered that this was Chu Xingchuan's face in the illusion.

But the person at this moment is no longer that handsome Chu family sword cultivator.

Qu Yi has read a lot of books and recognized this person as a puppet at a glance.

If Chu Xingchuan is made into a puppet to guard here, then is the spider demon who built an illusion outside to hide the existence of Shangle Village really the girl who was with him back then?
Also, what is he guarding here?
The thought flashed, and the killing intent was already approaching the door.

Fortunately, Song Weiran swung his sword in time to avoid the danger of his head falling to the ground.

The strength of the puppet is far from being comparable to the monsters encountered on the road.

He has cultivation, understands martial arts, knows martial arts, and has rich fighting experience. Even if he is unconscious, every move and style when facing the enemy is engraved in his bones.

If you want to win, you can only use tricks.

Xiao Hanyu asked Song Weiran and the three to hold Chu Xingchuan back, and he released his spiritual consciousness to explore Chu Xingchuan.

He often practiced with his soul in front of his master, so the strongest soul among the four was him who was often tempered under high pressure.

When the spiritual sense reached out, Chu Xingchuan's body was a piece of scorched earth, and it had long lost its vitality.

Xiao Hanyu searched hard, but found a faint red light on the head.

If a puppet wants to obey its master's orders, there must be something similar to a contract on it.

It should be the red dot that controls Chu Xingchuan!
Xiao Hanyu condensed a trace of soul power, and slowly touched the red dot.

However, the closer you get, the more you can feel the coldness in it.

It was as if I was in a dark room, surrounded by ghosts and ghosts, like a summer nightmare, so cold that there seemed to be poisonous snakes crawling on my back.

Very evil feeling.

That looks like a poisonous snake!

As soon as his strength approached, the red dot bit down faintly.

This thing is too weird, and he doesn't want to confront it head-on.

Instructing the power to be divided into three parts, from time to time, he would hit the red dot eastward and westward.

After several rounds, he and the red dot both succeeded, and it seemed that they were evenly matched.

The person who controls Chu Xingchuan should be much stronger than him, so this contract is so strong.

But this is just a trace of power left over, a drop of water can pierce a rock, an ant nest can burst a dike, no matter how small the power is, there is a way.

Puppets don't have feelings, and their dead spots are completely different from normal people.

The three of Song Weiran fought for a long time, and under the siege, not only failed to injure Chu Xingchuan, but he was wounded all over himself.

They were troubled by the clang of the weapons as they fell.

"It's like practicing the invincibility magic of Vajra. It can't be broken even if you cut it. How do you fight?"

Qu Yi vomited blood and screamed violently.

He just wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth when Sikong Zhu was slammed onto the stone pillar.

The strange pattern on the pillar was bright and dark, sucking the blood stained on it.

The depressive atmosphere is particularly obvious.

The two fell down, only Song Weiran was still struggling to hold on.

"Junior Brother Xiao, can you find a way to crack it?"

There was a clang, and the two swords intersected. The red and white swords had distinct auras. They were both upright swordsmanship, but one was upright and the other sinister and treacherous.

The red sword energy suddenly turned into a ghost, and quickly entangled Taihe sword. The huge power of the collision just now made Song Weiran's sea of ​​anger tremble.

Seeing that the sword turned around and slashed fiercely towards the shoulder blade, Song Weiran frowned, gritted his teeth and blocked the attack with four or two strokes of a thousand catties.

Seeing this, Sikong Zhu and Qu Yi were very anxious, and rushed up again without hesitation.

Just when Song Weiran's thigh was stabbed and bleeding profusely, Chu Xingchuan, who had turned into a puppet, picked off an arm.

It seems to have gained a lot, but compared with the loss, it is really not worth mentioning.

The three of them panted heavily, blood and sweat were stained together, and their clothes were tightly glued to their bodies.

Just when the three of them could not continue, Xiao Hanyu suddenly opened his eyes, his body was like a gust of wind, and the black iron sword started, reaching directly between Chu Xingchuan's eyebrows.

Something seemed to be broken, Chu Xingchuan's body was full of blood, and after it slowly dimmed, everyone found that the ruthless killing around him had disappeared.

The man bowed his head, closed his eyes, and knelt on one knee while leaning on his sword. His blue and white clothes were stained with blood, and he could vaguely see the elegance and wantonness of the past.

It was clear that they were mortal enemies last moment, but at this moment, they felt the tragic feeling of a hero's end.

A ray of white light tremblingly flew out of him, turning into a river of stars, and frames of images flashed in the river of stars, which should be the memories of his life.

"Father, it is important to have a smooth and skilled patriarch, but a monk with absolute strength is more important to the family.

"Father, I want to find my way."

The boy bid farewell to his father in the study and embarked on a journey of experience with an uncertain return date.

Consider the feelings of the people, kill monsters, fight injustices, escort supplies, go into battle in armor, and walk toward the heart.

……

"Girl, saving you is easy, don't take it to heart.

"Girl, where is your home?"

In a remote mountain forest, a woman was rescued from the mouth of a monster.

The young man's face was against the light, with the vigor of a young man, and the murderous intent that came from the blood was restrained in his eyes.

The woman got up from the ground and sighed melancholy:

"I have no home."

"Then you keep the money, the world is so big, you can always find a home."

……

Bustling streets, flickering lights.

At the end of the long street, we meet again.

"Girl, we meet again. Is your home safe?"

The young man is handsome and handsome, with lights in his eyes, pure and kind.

"No, the money you gave me...was stolen, and I managed to escape, young master, do you need a maid?"

The woman blinked, agile and delicate.

The young man was silent for a moment, then thought about it:

"I'm here to practice, and I don't need anyone to serve you. I'll introduce you to my friend to work there, and I'll let him take care of you."

"Oh, what a pity!"

……

"You...why are you like this again?"

"We are destined to meet thousands of miles away, young master, it means we are destined!"

"This is evil fate..."

"It's just three things. Next time you meet me, you don't know if I'm dead or alive. Young master, you can wash and cook and warm the bed. Do you want me, maid?"

(End of this chapter)