Chapter 561 The Dead
No one expected that the ground in the hall was covered with skeletons, there were as many as seven or eight of them. These skeletons were still wearing women's clothing. Some of them had already decayed, some were skinny, and some had completely decayed into skeletons. Most of these people were lying on the ground in a crawling posture, and scratches were scratched on the wall, which shows that they endured the torture of hunger before they died, and how unwilling they died.

"How come there are so many dead people?" The woman asked tremblingly, thinking that there were so many unjustly dead people just below her residence, the woman's face was as pale as paper, she was on the verge of fainting, Shi Fan grabbed her hand She calmed down after taking some qi to her.

The men in the nursing home were also full of horror, obviously everything here exceeded their expectations.

At this moment, there was a slight sound of footsteps from behind a broken wall, and several people were so frightened that their souls flew away. The woman still cared about her shame, and hugged Shi Fan's arm tightly, trembling all over.

"Come out, don't play tricks." Shi Fan scolded.

There was a whirling sound, and a pale and delicate woman came out from behind the wall. Fortunately, there was no wind at the moment, otherwise, in her weak state, a gust of wind could blow her away.

"Ban Xueqiao turned out to be you, how could you live under me, aren't you dead?" The concubine of the temple master actually knew this woman.

"Hu Siqi, my today is your tomorrow. Do you really think that you have lived a good life? We are just the Lord's playthings. Once we become weak and lose our beauty, we will be abandoned by him and locked up here to die. .”

The woman pointed to a pile of skeletons on the ground, "See them, they are my predecessors, they were all sick and weak, and finally they were locked up here and died unwillingly."

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, the Lord of the Temple won't treat me like this." Hu Siqi scratched her hair indiscriminately, unwilling to face what she saw. The family is proud of this, and they are proud of them, and they are proud of them. How could she want the soap bubbles to be burst.

"I don't know exactly what happened, but everyone, like me, is unknowingly getting weaker and weaker, not being favored by Jing Hongguang, and finally imprisoned here to fend for itself."

Ban Xueqiao suddenly pointed at Hu Siqi, "It's the same for you, aren't you already very weak now? You won't be able to escape the fate of being locked up here, and you will soon be replaced by younger people."

"Why, why? Why does the temple master want to do this?" Hu Siqi touched her fair face, and her body staggered involuntarily. At first she thought she was just sick, but after Ban Xueqiao said it, her mental willpower declined , suddenly felt a little weaker.

"Let me tell you the answer!" Shi Fan said, "You are just playthings for the temple master Jing Hongguang to vent his anger on. Not only does he use you as a furnace for dual cultivation to absorb Yuan Yin, but the blood energy in your body is still disappearing all the time, and he collects and uses it for cultivation. Evil Gong, when your body is weak and your beauty is gone, you will be imprisoned here, and you will die in despair. You will die because of being tortured, and you will have endless resentment, and this resentment will be suppressed by your so-called Guanzhu and other disciples. It is used to practice evil skills."

"How could it be like this?" Several people who saw the guardian also looked at each other in blank dismay. They thought they had finally joined Jiuyue Temple and became outer disciples.

"Senior, don't blame us, we didn't know about it." A disciple said hastily.

"You don't know because you haven't joined the inner sect. Once you join the inner sect, you will practice evil skills like other disciples. But you are being used by others after all. I will let you go."

Shi Fan handed Ban Xueqiao a elixir and asked her to take it, and Ban Xueqiao's complexion finally recovered.

"Go, I'll take you out," Shi Fan said.Walking up with a few people, a cloudy wind rushed down from above, and the cloudy wind suddenly rose in the hall, making people shudder and goosebumps all over their bodies.

"Boom!" Shi Fan punched out, there was a high-frequency cry, and a ghost was beaten to ashes, Shi Fan stepped out of the ground first, and came to the woman's boudoir, when he saw six or seven disciples rushing from outside. Come in.

"It's you? Isn't the gate of the formation closed? How did you get in?" One of them immediately recognized Shi Fan, and Shi Fan also recognized him. It was Luo Haoying who ran away in Shennongjia.

"I need to inform you when I come in? Today is your death day." Shi Fan sneered.

"Master's secret was discovered by him, kill him quickly." Luo Haoying roared, blasting out a fist wind, then turned and ran, shouting outside: "Quickly ask the temple master and the elders for help, someone has invaded."

He feigned an attack and really ran, while the other disciples rushed up foolishly.

Shi Fan flew up, volleyed with an inverted leg, and flew out in an arc in the air. He had already chased out of the courtyard, and the disciples behind him were all kicked away and killed on the spot. These people didn't have any talent, so they couldn't be his opponents.

After chasing outside, Shi Fan volleyed and stepped on Luo Haoying's back.

"Master, save me... ah." Luo Haoying shouted to a middle-aged Taoist who was flying towards him, but his voice stopped abruptly, and Shi Fan kicked him to death.

"Boldly dare to hurt my disciple." The Taoist flew over, his sword energy piercing through the air like a beam of swords, stabbing at Shi Fan.

Shi Fan didn't do much and didn't avoid it, he blocked it with his fist in the air. "Keng!" With a sound, Shi Fan was shot down and stepped back several steps.

The Taoist looked at the curved sword in his hand in disbelief, he couldn't believe that he didn't stab Shi Fan to death, and the other party blocked his sword with his fist.

"Death!" The Taoist's wrist shook, and a series of sword flowers rushed towards Shifan.

This Taoist priest is in the early stage of the fourth level of congenital, Shi Fan would not pay attention to it, it was just that it was not easy to exert strength in the air just now.

"Wang Ba Bengshan Fist!" Shi Fan blasted out a punch, bringing up a shadow of the fist, the long sword buzzed, the door opened, and Shi Fan's fist drove straight in, stuffing his chest, splitting the Taoist priest's body Died instantly.

At this time, the howling sound on the mountain was one after another, and I don't know how many people rushed towards this side.

"You wait here first!" Shi Fan flew up, crossed the roof, and ran straight to the central hall on the mountain.

Along the way, disciples and elders kept rushing down from the mountain. If Shi Fan entered the land of no one, he would fly by and kick him to death without mercy.

"You beast, how dare you hurt my disciple."

"Shua Shua Shua!" One sword and two whisks rushed towards Shi Fan from three directions to attack and kill him.

Shi Fan had seen them a long time ago, one of the three was in the mid-sixth-layer congenital stage, and the two were in the fourth-layer congenital stage, and they were probably elders of Jiuyue Temple.

(The third watch is over, good night friends!)

(End of this chapter)

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