Lin Dan originally wanted to go around the city and find out the situation, but the people in the city seemed to be very afraid of warriors. When she saw her coming, she dodged and retreated. She didn't like bullying the weak, so she didn't want to catch a person to ask. But if she didn't catch him, the others were very happy. She saw several warriors wearing black clothes with flame patterns embroidered on the cuffs and collars forcibly pushing open the door of a family and taking away all the old and young people hiding in the house.

"What did they do?" Lin Dan walked over and asked.

The leading warrior pushed her away impatiently and cursed: "Get out of here, don't be fucking trouble, otherwise I will arrest you and throw you into the plague city to play with those sick ghosts!"

Lin Dan retreated to the side and watched them take the people away.

Bai Yan sighed and said, "Stop watching, let's go too."

Lin Dan glanced at him, suddenly his toes lightly and disappeared from the spot. Bai Yan had already expected her to do so and immediately chased after him. The two of them quietly followed the warriors and arrived at a towering city wall with a canopy made of peacock fur standing on the top of the wall. A pale and thin man sat lazily under the canopy, surrounded by many beautiful women. Several monks in cassocks stood beside him, clasping their hands together and chatting.

The man spit out the kernel of the fruit in his mouth and cursed him, his expression looking very impatient.

Lin Dan and Bai Yan knocked out the two warriors, put on strong suits embroidered with flame patterns, and slowly walked under the city wall. One of the monks said, "Amitabha, donor of flame, what you did hurt the heavens, so it's better to turn back as soon as possible."

The thin man grinned and said, "I won't look back. What can you do to me? Even Master Fazhao can't do anything to me. What are I afraid of in the Avici Hell and the consequences of death? If there is really a karma in life, why do I live so freely? It can be seen that all your words are lies, so I can only deceive and deceive those ignorant fools!"

Master Fazhao? Lin Dan's eyes darkened slightly. He never expected that the youngest monk was the third-ranked master Fazhao. He saw his tall nose and wide eyebrows, his eyes were as cold as a star, and a cinnabar mole on his forehead made his handsome and unparalleled face look more and more shiny. He was closing his eyes slightly and reciting the scriptures, his expression seemed helpless.

Seeing him like this, the thin man became more and more proud and continued, "You come every year, aren't you bothered? Forget it, I will make a kind heart once, allowing you to sit on the wall and recite a thought to pass the dead sutra for these sick ghosts."

Fazhao was unthinkable, so he had to sit down on the wall and start chanting scriptures. The monks he brought also set up a temple and sang slowly.

The thin man said maliciously: "I haven't come for a few days, so many of these sick people have died. Come and add some popularity to the city!"

Several warriors quickly dragged the young and old who had just been arrested onto the wall. Lin Dan reacted very quickly, immediately picked up a little boy's collar and mingled into the team. Bai Yan sighed helplessly and followed.

As soon as the group walked up to the wall, they almost fainted by the rotten stench that came to their faces. When they looked closely, there was a dilapidated block under the city wall. Many patients with rotten and physical disabilities were staggering on the road, like lonely ghosts. They were infected with the plague and isolated again, watching themselves gradually transform into a pool of rotten meat.

When they died, their bodies were burned and their houses were buried, and a new town could be built in a few years. However, the thin man found fun in their desperate struggles, and actually isolated the place and built a city in the city. Seeing that the patients were almost dead, he caught healthy urban residents and threw them down to enjoy raising plague patients.

He did not give them clothes or food, and put down the living things, and watched them pounce on them like evil spirits and tear them, swallowing blood and raw meat. Gradually, he found that these patients began to kill each other and swallow human flesh, and found greater fun. Every once in a while, he would grab some people and push down the city walls and watch them tear them into pieces by the patients.

He could have treated his city people well and completely eliminated the plague, but turned it into a plague city for himself to have fun. The most crazy person in the world is just like this!

Lin Dan tightened the little boy's collar and his eyes gradually became cold. The little boy's face turned pale and kept calling him father and mother.

Master Fazhao comes to the Peace City every year and tries to persuade the city lord, but it is the first time he has seen him sending the city people. He can no longer recite the scriptures, so he slowly stood up and said, "Donor Yan, you have passed!"

The thin man ignored him at all and reached out to Lin Dan and said, "Give me this little boy. The little boy's flesh is tender, and the sick guys love to eat it."

Lin Dan held the little boy's collar tightly and never took a step. Bai Yan sent a voice to the secret passage: Lin Dan, don't be impulsive. This is the territory of Yan Emperor, and this person is Yan Emperor's only descendant, named Yan Zhaotian. If you kill him, Yan Emperor will definitely be with you forever!

Those who have cultivated to the realm of a great master have their own sphere of influence and rarely interfere with each other. This is a conventional rule. If the two great masters have a conflict, they will inevitably cause wars between two sects and even multiple countries, and will affect more than tens of millions of people. Therefore, although Master Fazhao could not stand what Yan Zhaotian did, he had no choice but to persuade him.

Seeing that Lin Dan was still moving, Bai Yan sent another message: Yan Emperor's martial arts are special, and he will never have any descendants after he practices to the fullest. In other words, Yan Zhaotian is his only and the last descendant, which is no different from his eyes. It is best to think clearly before you act. You are not alone, and there is the Dongsheng Sect behind you.

Lin Dan finally looked at him and sent a message saying: I have nothing to do with the Dongsheng Sect for a long time. Since they acted under my banner, they should have the awareness of bearing the consequences. That was their choice and had nothing to do with me. This monk is here to persuade Yan Zhaotian, right? Look at him chanting Amitabha Buddha all day long, what's the use?

When the two of them were talking secretly, Yan Zhaotian was already impatient and said sternly: "I asked you to take that little boy over. Didn't you hear it? Well, I will throw you down and accompany him as my company!"

However, before he could finish his words, Lin Dan had already picked up the little boy and flew forward, kicking Yan Zhaotian down the city wall. The guards on his side were all top-notch masters, and there was also a half-step master, but they could not catch Lin Dan. When they wanted to save people, Lin Dan had already cut a sword shadow and stood up to capture dozens of heads. The half-step master had only had time to take the front half of the step, and his head was different.

Lin Dan threw the little boy to Bai Yan, and she was guarding the city wall. She cut off anyone who wanted to go down to save the person. In just a moment, she cut off the thin man's entourage.

The thin man was unable to practice martial arts due to his physical condition, and his mentality had long been distorted. He was used to watching others struggle in despair. But now, if the person who was struggling to ask for help was himself, he could not feel any fun. Seeing those plague patients who were neither human nor ghost rushed towards him, he dodged and shouted, "Do you know who I am? You'd better save me quickly, otherwise my father will definitely peel you off the bones!"

Lin Dan stood on the wall and looked at him indifferently. Fazhao stepped forward, as if she wanted to go down to catch someone, but she pointed the knife at her chest, blocking the way. The violent energy rushed on the tip of the knife, swallowing and spitting, and before it got close, it had already cut through the cassock, causing Fazhao to show a shocking expression. He looked at Lin Dan, then Bai Yan, who showed his true face, and said in a deep voice: "Shura came to the world, and the whole world will kill him!" From this, he knew very well about those tragic pasts, and even like Bai Yan, he received a warning from his master.

Lin Dan's reaction was very calm. She just glanced at Fazhao indifferently, then lowered her head. In this moment, the thin man had been caught up by a group of plague patients and torn to pieces. He didn't expect that the cause and effect would come so quickly.

Looking at the plague patient who had been tortured and dehumanized, Lin Dan closed her eyes, then jumped down from the wall, and slashed it clean with one knife. More blood splashed around her, rendering the already dilapidated block, making the scene of hell even more visible.

Fazhao frowned and immediately wanted to fly down to finish the murderous murderer, but Bai Yan blocked his way.

"Fazhao, you come to the plague city every year. Have you ever saved a soul of an evil spirit? Have you ever stopped this demon? You are all day long, Amitabha Buddha, what are you doing in the world, ethics, good and evil, and what are you doing? Do you know that just a few days ago, she had killed all the seven evil men on the wanted list, so that this chaotic world would be quiet for a moment. And you and I are in high positions and should have taken on great responsibilities, but what they did is not as good as one ten thousand. If you follow your method, when will this city of plague disappear, and when will this city of unjust soul be saved? People have good and evil, and Buddha also have the Vajra of Grim."

Bai Yan turned around and pointed to Lin Dan's bloody back and said, "In your eyes, she is a bloodthirsty Shura. In my opinion, she is a Buddha who saves sentient beings. These patients have been raised by Yan Zhaotian for more than ten years. The plague that originally had hoped to be cured has now developed very terrible. Even the medical immortals in the Medical Valley cannot be cured. What else do you have? Can you continue to lock them here and let them endure longer, pain and despair day and night, what is your so-called compassion? What's more, if Yan Zhaotian gets tired of playing one day and wants to change to a new way of playing, so he opens the gate of the plague city and lets the patients out, guess what the outer city will look like, what the nationality will look like, and even what the Eastern Tang Continent will look like?"

Fazhao looked down at her eyes, but saw that Lin Dan's face was not at all happy, but was covered with deep sorrow. She was doing murder, but she had the idea of ​​saving her life. The plague patients who were still running around at first stopped, and then knelt on the ground one after another, then raised their necks and acted as if they were scattered.

They struggle day and night in despair, and they no longer want to live! Whoever can give them a pain is their great benefactor.

Lin Dan paused slightly, then closed her eyes and killed her. The blood was warm, but her heart was cold, her body was very comfortable, but her mind was filled with violent anger. There were too many unfair things in the world. Since she was destined to become a god of killing, she would kill all the evil people in the world and eliminate all the evil things in the world! She was alone, not afraid of Yanhuang, and naturally she was not afraid of life and death.
Chapter completed!