The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 202 Revenge
"I see, I'll come down now." Dang Dang happily jumped out of the carriage with the blood-soaked copy of "King Ming's Burning Fire".

Dangdang tore off a piece of cloth from Nima's body next to him, carefully wrapped the cheat book and put it in his arms.

"I can't sit in this carriage. Let's take that one." Glancing at the hell on earth in the carriage, he turned around and walked towards another carriage with a bang.

But when Dang Dang came to the side of the carriage that bound her, she opened the curtain and looked at the decapitated corpse inside and all kinds of white things splashing out, she looked embarrassed.

"Hey, it seems that this carriage can't be done either." Dang Dang sighed with his hips on his hips.

"Dangdang sister, shall we go directly to Kongsangpai now???"

"No, let's go back to the Gorehowl Cult first."

Ning Shuning looked at the thin clothes on her body, and nodded in agreement with her bare feet, "That's right, our silver clothes are all in the Blood Howl Sect, so it's too inconvenient to come out like this."

"Well, but these are all trivial matters. I have to do something important when I go back." A cold light flashed in Fang Dangdang's eyes. She did not forget who helped the four dead lamas to bring Ning Shuning to her. caught.

One day two days later, Xiang Dang stood in front of the mountain gate of the Blood Roar Cult, and gently put Ning Shuning off his back.

"Knock, knock, knock." There was a loud knock on the blood-red door.

It was the bald ugly man Zhang Wentian who opened the door. When he saw someone coming, his eyes widened immediately, "Taiwu, Miss Ning, where have you been? Why did you suddenly disappear without a sound, the head of the house?" I thought you guys left without saying goodbye, and even made a big fuss."

"Yin Ziwen is back? So he was not taken away by others a few days ago??" Zhang Wentian was pushed away with a loud bang, and walked into the Blood Howl Sect.

"Abducted for what? He didn't have the gate of Blood Roar at all. He said he told Elder Fan to hide and seek, and went to hide in the blood room by himself." Zhang Wentian followed while talking.

After Xiang Dangdang nodded, he said to Ning Shuning who was following: "Shuning, you go to the residence to pack your luggage, and get the carriage ready first, and I'll be back later."

"Well, okay." Ning Shuning didn't ask what Dangdang was going to do, turned around and walked towards the residence.

"By the way, where is the Elder Fan you mentioned just now?" Dangdang turned to Zhang Wentian and asked.

"Where else can she be, she scared everyone, and now she is going to the back mountain to be punished. At first, everyone in the church looked at her unhappy, but now that the old leader is dead, she still dares to act like this, but this time it will be a big trouble Now, maybe he will be expelled from the Blood Roar Cult." Zhang Wentian's tone was full of gloating.

"Well, you're right, she's in serious trouble." After gritting her teeth loudly, she kicked her feet hard against the ground.Stepping on the tiles, he rushed towards the back of the Gorehowl Cult.

Arriving at the back mountain of the Blood Howl Sect, he saw a huge cave heavily armed with soldiers.

The Gorehowler cultist who knocked out the guard in front of the cave walked in with a bang.

Immediately afterwards, in the dark and damp cave, she saw small stone chambers one after another
Under the illumination of the bonfire, it can be seen resoundingly that the gates made of iron fences in each stone room are firmly locked with huge locks.

"Tai...Taiwu? Why are you here??" Long Hua, with disheveled hair, looked at Dangdang from the gap in the iron fence on the right.

Dangdang cast a glance at Yin Ziwen's guards, and asked him, "Do you know where Elder Fan is locked up???"

Long Hua stretched out his right hand and pointed to the left. "No. 13 is enough. By the way, Taiwu, if you go out and meet the leader later, ask him to help me to intercede with the deputy leader. I will be imprisoned for three months this time. I think he is the only one." .”

Dangdang ignored Longhua's shout, turned around and walked towards the No.13 stone room.

"Touch!!" The rusty big lock was cut off with a loud knife.

With the creaking sound, under the light of the fire, Fan Jing holding a scarecrow in her hand appeared in front of Dangdang.

At this time, she didn't notice the iron door that had been opened, she was still using a long needle to keep piercing the scarecrow in her hand, her eyes were full of madness and her mouth was plausible.

"Prick, prick your little head, prick until your head is broken and bleeding! Prick, prick your feet, prick until you have sores on your shoes, prick, prick your little hands..."

Rang Dangdang walked over with a cold face, grabbed the handle of the knife with her hand, and "clanged" Xintinghou knife was pulled out by her.

Fan Jing heard the sound of drawing the knife, stopped what she was doing, and turned to look at the person coming.

Just as she opened her mouth to say something, the serial knife in Dang Dang's hand had already been chopped down. Anyone who threatened her sister would die!

Fan Jing could not utter the curse, and the scarlet blood splashed on the tattered scarecrow with heat.

Ning Shuning, who was sitting in the carriage at the door of the Blood Howl Church after a stick of incense, saw her sister Dangdang flying out quickly stepping on the roof tiles.

"Let's go, the matter is settled." Dang Dang who jumped onto the carriage smiled at Ning Shuning.

"En." Ning Shuning lightly waved the reins, and the resounding carriage slowly drove away from the Blood Howl Cult.

Seeing the huge red door of the Goreroar sect gradually shrinking, he took out the map of the Central Plains from the carriage and looked at it.

"Miss Dangdang, this Kongsangpai is really biased." Ning Shuning moved her head closer to look at Kongsangpai at the far end of the map and said.

"No, let's not go to Kongsangpai first, let's go here." The ringing fingers slid on the map.Pointing to the Wonsan faction.

The feeling of being possessed by Xiangshu before is still fresh in the memory, that thing does not seem to be so easy to let go, it is probably still lurking in his body.

She wanted to use Yuanshan School's Shishi meditation to completely solve this trouble, which was more important than picking up Yong Junxia.

Inside the Blood Roar Church, Qi Diaodun was lying sideways on the Happy Chair, smoking a pipe with his eyes closed. He was originally full of vigor and youth, but he exuded the breath of old age.

Rang Siweimeng walked in from the outside, and coquettishly slipped into Qi Diaodun's arms. "Husband, I'm back."

Qi Diaodun slowly opened his eyes, put his arms around Rangsi, turned over for Mengwei, and stared at the ceiling absentmindedly.

"Your Taiwu sister just killed Fan Jing."

"The teacher won't say anything, right?" Qi Diaodun gently touched Rang Siwei Meng's earlobe with his fingers.

"It's okay, her death is only a matter of time, by the way, your sister is leaving soon, why don't you go see her off?" Rang Si turned his head and kissed Qi Diaodun's finger for Meng.

Qi Diaodun shook his head silently, stretched out his trembling right hand, and slowly took off the black cloth that was attached to his body even when he was married.

(End of this chapter)