I searched for corpses in the Wuding River to extract entries

Chapter 140 Flesh and limbs

Brother Jie's eyes turned from madness to unwillingness, and there was a hint of guilt: "That woman, she said she was going to find another man."

He stood up and clenched his fists tightly: "I can't tolerate...I can't tolerate my woman finding other men..."

Brother Jie's voice became trembling and he began to gasp for air. "Even if you just think about it, it won't work..."

Xie Que frowned. Logically speaking, as a martial arts master, Brother Jie should be able to get rid of the control of the spell with the help of the Pure Heart Curse.

But at this time, he still showed a nervous look.

Xie Que pondered for a moment, then asked again: "Who is that woman? Where did you meet her?"

Brother Jie became a little hesitant, and stammered a little: "It's at the... sea... sea. I saw her drowning, so I went to rescue her."

Seeing its appearance like this, Xie Que knew there must be a ghost in it.

However, if you ask this way, you will definitely not be able to get it out, so he just hummed.

"What about the woman's body?" Xie Que asked again.

Brother Jie replied with some confusion: "I threw them all into the sea."

Xie Que frowned, but didn't ask any more questions, and then led Jiege out of the cabin.

Brother Jie took a deep breath, walked to the deck, and grinned loudly, as if he had returned to normal: "Brothers are fine, don't be nervous."

But the disciples of the ship's gang on the deck still looked tense, as if they had encountered something terrible.

"What's going on?" Xie Que looked at Hall Master Lu, who also looked nervous at this time.

"Thank you, Master... Brother Jie." His eyes slipped from Xie Que to Brother Jie.

There were beads of sweat on Lu's forehead: "A few disciples disappeared just now."

"Have you searched everywhere? Underwater?" Jie Ge said hastily.

Master Lu nodded: "Shuixia sent disciples to look for it, but I don't know yet."

At this moment, more than a dozen boat gang disciples rose from the water: "Elder Lu, we didn't find him."

Hall Master Lu hummed and looked at Xie Que: "Master Xie, this matter..."

Xie Que pondered for a while.

This matter is quite strange. Generally speaking, even the Three Realm Literary Cultivators, even if they have all kinds of strange methods, would not dare to cause trouble in the territory of this boat gang easily.

After all, although these warriors are not too strong, they are numerous and there are several martial arts masters.

The condensed energy and blood are enough to wipe out a three-level culture cultivator in an instant.

Even Daoist Daoists who have just entered the four realms dare not easily reveal their yin spirit under this majestic Qi and blood.

Then this matter must have been done by an evil cultivator who entered the Tao.

Thanks to lack of self-confidence, in this one-acre three-point land in Jinmen City, except for the ancestors who I can't see through and those hidden masters, I should be unimpeded.

Seeing Xie Kuang nodding his head, the curator Lu and Brother Jie couldn't help showing a hint of joy.

In their view, Xie Que is not an ordinary Daoist person.

After all, they had seen his strength briefly, and it was much stronger than the real Huang Gu who was a little weak after killing more than a dozen mermaids.

At this moment, a disciple of the Chuan Gang suddenly held his stomach: "Master Xie, Elder Jiegelu, I'm sorry, I'm a little anxious."

Brother Jie nodded: "Go."

Xie Que's eyes narrowed, and a trace of courage stuck to this disciple, and it penetrated his stomach in an instant.

Based on Xie Que's familiarity with the human body, he discovered that this disciple was not suffering from internal anxiety.

He said heavily, "Stop."

Unexpectedly, the disciple didn't hear it at all, and still ran towards the shore quickly.

A trace of Taiyin Qi and blood flowed, and the disciple's lower body, which was covered with sea water, was frozen instantly.

"You have to go to the toilet, what's the point of going back?" Xie Que jumped off the boat building and walked to the disciple.

"Master Xie... I... I'm really anxious." The disciple hesitated in his tone, and a guilty conscience flashed in his eyes.

Xie Que's energy swept through his body and he found a faint trace of Yin God's power in his arms.

"Take it out." Xie Que took a step forward, his eyes became stern.

"What?" The disciple's eyes became confused.

Xie Que said flatly: "The things in your arms."

But the disciple's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he roared at Xie Que: "That's my treasure, why do you..."

Before he finished speaking, the disciple's head exploded instantly.

Red and white immediately sprinkled the entire deck.

Master Lu appeared behind this disciple, clapped his hands, and said coldly: "What kind of thing dares to talk to Master Xie like this."

He raised his head to look at Xie Que, with a smile on his face: "Master Xie, did you find anything?"

Xie Que's heart was completely unmoved.

Although Master Lu and Brother Jie appeared friendly in front of him, in fact, these boat gang bosses were all murderous guys.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to start such a career on this cruel pier.

Xie Que glanced at the disciple's chest: "Take out the things there."

Master Lu nodded, squatted down and put his hand in it.

Unexpectedly, Hall Master Lu actually took out a broken finger.

Those fingers are as tender as white onions, and you can tell at a glance that they were born on a beautiful woman.

Xie Que felt that the power of the Yin God in his fingers was similar to the aura in the blood stains in Jie Ge's cabin.

It's just that the power of the Yin God in this finger is much stronger, and it even barely reaches the total power of a second-level literary cultivator.

And the person who died just now was just a first-level warrior.

Xie Que looked around. Many boat gang disciples were instantly frightened and their eyes became nervous.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at a few boat gang disciples, and said: "Those disciples who are missing, you guys go to their homes to look for him."

"Don't startle the snake, just listen to the movement outside the house."

"If the other party is at home and still has a woman's voice, report back quickly."

A ten-foot-tall phantom of the Monkey King was displayed behind Xie Que, and many boat gang disciples were shocked by it.

Including Master Lu and Brother Jie, their eyes were also filled with a mixture of awe and envy.

Brother Jie whispered to Lu Guanzhu: "It seems to be the Great King Bodhisattva."

The curator Lu nodded and silenced him again.

Several masters of the boat gang also began to take stock in their hearts.

They cast a lot of golden bodies for Zhenmensi, and many gods and Buddhas also know each other.

They all knew that this powerful Mingwang Bodhisattva was from the lineage of Master Yan Guang. If this was the case, it meant that Master Xie was a direct descendant of the secret sect.

In the future, this Zhenren Xie must also be a high-ranking member of the secret sect, and they don't know if they can get any chance to worship God.

The hearts of the several masters were hot, and they each started to make plans.

Xie Que relied on the holy method of fighting, several streams of qi and blood gushed out from his body, formed a blue sky lock, and landed on those disciples.

"This method can protect you from evil cultivators, go."

Several disciples cupped their fists and bowed to Xie Que, then ran away quickly.

Xie Que looked back at the other disciples who stayed on the deck.

These talents account for the majority.

There were more than 20 disciples who were missing, Xie Que found that there were only [-] disciples who had no problems.

But there are more than 60 disciples of the boat gang left on the deck.

Xie Que sighed lightly: "If you don't want to die, then take out the stump."

(End of this chapter)