Infinite Sims

　　 "The donor's words are not correct."

　　 Wuchen did not look at Wang Wu and the others behind him, only shook his head, and said to An Niang in front of him: "Female donor, the little monk is offended."

　　 Anniang lightly nodded her head and said nothing.

　　 Seeing so many people suddenly came, she was already discouraged, but when she heard this voice, she felt a little relieved somehow.

next moment.

　　 Wuchen grabbed An Niang's shoulder, jumped onto the house, and dashed towards the distance. His figure was chic and elegant, like a stroll under the moon.

　　 "No, he wants to run away, chase him!"

　　 Upon seeing this, Wang Wu quickly shouted.

　　 Behind dozens of bosses and thieves, chased in the direction of Wuchen left in a mess.

　　 Many of the people with good light skills jumped to the roof, but except for a few who walked flat on the ground, the rest fell directly because they couldn't practice light skills at home and the roof was of poor quality.

the other side.

　　 Wuchen quickly came to the slaughter area she said under An Niang's guidance.

　　 just approached, I heard a weak scream from inside. After careful discrimination, this scream was not made by one person, but a dozen or even dozens of people.

　　 It seems that because the sky is dark, there is no culprit in the slaughter area, only a few culprits are standing at the door, drowsy leaning on the doorpost.

　　 Wuchen did not alarm them, and turned An Niang from the side into the slaughter area.

　　 This is a strange area surrounded by simple wooden sheds, with a deep pothole in the center.

　　 "This is the slaughter area?"

　　 Wu Chen put An Niang down and asked.

An Niang looked at the simple wooden shed around her, listening to the faint sound coming from inside, she couldn't help covering her mouth, and nodded, holding back crying, "Yes, that group of thieves killed the poor husband of the slave family here. ."

　　 Wuchen followed her gaze.

　　Although the wood shed is extremely dark, it is like daylight to a martial artist like him.

　　 As far as I can see, it is full of large wooden cages. Inside the cage are men and women whose clothes are stripped clean. There are old and young, the disabled and the healthy, but they all look half-dead.

　　 These people are like animals imprisoned in cages, without a trace of resistance.

　　 But it is not them who screamed.

　　 It was the people hanging on the big iron hooks above the cage. The bodies of these people were pierced by the iron hooks, but they didn't die immediately. They could only scream in pain.

　　 "Amitabha."

　　 Wuchen does not understand why there is such a place in the world.

　　 Anniang didn't stop her voice, she looked at the hole in the center: "Those thieves cut off the slave husband's meat piece by piece and used it as meat. Useless bones and internal organs were thrown into the deep pit in the middle."

　　 Wuchen turned around and walked a few steps towards the pit.

　　 In an instant, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously took a step back.

　　 In the deep pit, there are at least hundreds of bones and bright red internal organs. There seems to be something covered on them, causing the bones and internal organs to not rot, let alone the slightest smell of blood.

　　 If you don’t look at this pothole and just pass by, you won’t even think that it will be the scene inside.

　　 "Amitabha."

　　 Wuchen closed his eyes and said the Buddha's name.

　　 In the past few days, he has seen a lot of tragic things, and even his relatives who fought each other to fight for half of the smelly steamed bun.

　　 But compared with this scene, it seems nothing.

　　 Killing is one thing, and after killing, it is not only cruel to cut the other person's meat for consumption, which violates the morals of human relations.

　　 There is no doubt that the thieves in these cottages are not humans, but a group of demons in human skin.

　　 Wuchen thought silently, anger and killing intent came out of his heart at the same time.

　　 "The monk is here, don't let him run away!"

　　 Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside.

　　 A group of people holding torches rushed into the slaughter area and surrounded Wuchen and An Niang tightly. There were also many culprits standing on the top of the surrounding wooden sheds to prevent him from escaping with light effort.

　　 Anniang leaned against the dust in fear.

　　 looked at the monk who stopped moving after closing her eyes. She was very anxious, but she didn't know what to do.

　　 "Master of No Dust."

Wang Wu walked out of the crowd with a little irritation mixed in his smile: "I advise you to follow me obediently. As long as you can be favored by the master, you will have endless glory and wealth. Even if you like martial arts, The master will certainly be able to give you a lot of help."

　　 Other bosses and thieves also made their own voices.

　　 They all put on a relaxed smile, with persuasion, ridicule, and booing in their words.

　　 "The Buddha once said, ‘put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot.’ But how can a demon become a Buddha?"

　　 Wuchen ignored the surrounding voices and turned back to Jiang Ren, who was always holding his right hand, and said, "The stick donor, the little monk thought that he would not hurt anyone after he joined the world, but now it seems that the little monk is a bit whimsical."

　　 Just figured it out.

　　 Jiangren silently looked at the outside world without making a sound.

　　 He knew that at this time, UU reading www.uukanshu.com clean need is not a response, but a vent.

　　Wang Wu saw Wuchen did not respond, and even muttered to himself to the stick in his hand, suddenly a little impatient: "Master Wuchen, my patience is limited..."

When 　　 was not over, he saw a black stick figure slashing towards him.

　　 "This bald donkey doesn't teach martial arts!"

　　 A thought flashed in Wang Wu's mind, and then he swung his big knife out of his hand, trying to block the long stick.

　　 Clang!

　　 The black wooden stick and the fine iron sword collided with each other, making the sound of metal humming.

　　 The broadsword was instantly pressed back to Wang Wu's body, causing his breastbone to rupture, and the whole person flew out and landed on the ground, life and death unknown.

　　 "This monk toasts and does not eat or drink fine wine, do his hands, remember not to let him run away, and don't hurt his face!"

　　 said a strong sweaty face and beard, and he killed Xiang Wuchen with a sword.

　　He is the second master and the strongest person in this cottage besides the master.

　　 When the others heard the words, they all rushed up.

　　 They recognize Wuchen's light power, but they don't think his martial arts are so powerful.

　　 After all, Wang Wu's force is the bottom in the crowd, and coupled with the sneak attack, it is not surprising that one move was defeated.

　　 "Amitabha! Tonight is the night of the monk's rebellion!"

　　 Wuchen said in a low voice, there was no fear in his eyes, only endless anger and fighting spirit.

　　 tonight.

sleepless.

　　The long stick of flames turned into countless black afterimages.

　　 Whenever they fall on the culprits, they will bounce, depress, and even shatter their weapons, then break their bones, shake flesh and blood, and disrupt internal forces.

　　 One stick made several people lose the ability to fight, flew out and fell on the ground, or passed out, or screamed.