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Chapter 342 The flame of killing

Suddenly, Long Chen fought with his eyes, blinked, shook his head, feeling a little dizzy, "What's going on... Why..." Long Chen struggled a few times, pulled his left hand and knocked all the dishes of delicacies to the ground, gritted his teeth and looked at the woman with red fan, "You..."

"Hahahaha." The woman smiled, "I also said why the medicine works so slowly, but I heard that you have the strength of Wuzong. However, under the beauty of this lady, you, a guy who is not even full of hair, still wants to fight me."

"You!" Long Chen couldn't use his strength, and he was roaring like a beast.

The other party continued to smile and said, "I have taken the medicine for a long time. This is Long Misan. Not to mention your Wuzong, even if you drink two drinks at the peak of the Martial Emperor, you will still want to pour it."

Dong--

Long Chen slammed heavily on the table, fainted and foamed at the mouth.

"Haha, sister, Long Chen is such a reckless man." The woman clapped her hands and smiled.

The woman with red fan danced her fan proudly, "It's normal, this is called learning psychological warfare. No matter how stable a man is, he will forget to think when something happens to his lover. Moreover, this girl is beautiful and looks apart. In addition, he is not twenty, and a small cultivator comes to a county town. How can we be as smart as we have been living in the main city of Yunhe since we were young?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm worthy of being my sister."

The woman with red fan whispered, "Don't you bring a black bag, just take him to the palace first. Remember to send someone to stare behind to prevent anyone from following him, and kill him when he goes back."

"Yes, Miss!"

The four of them went to do it immediately, put Long Chen into the prepared large black bag, and took it down with other black garbage bags to hide their eyes and ears.

"Sister, what should Chi Wanwan do?"

The woman with red fan chuckled, "Are you so beautiful, you still have no way out? You forced her to sign a slave contract. There are so many young masters who want to buy, she is at least worth this number." She stretched out five fingers.

"Wow, fifty spiritual essence stones?"

The woman with red fan shook her head, "Yes, five hundred!"

As they said that, they all went down, and when they heard the woman in red fan call to take charge of the third floor today, no one was allowed to go upstairs, so they said they were decorating.

After the person completely left, he wrinkled like a mirror in the corner of the wall. Zi Luolan stood there, looking at the wine pot hidden behind her, she sniffed and said, "I changed it with my own hands, why do you feel that Long Chen is really poisoned?"

...

Hu family.

"Master, the Miss Long Chen has been captured."

Hu Yutang was overjoyed, "It's so good, it's so good, are you dead or alive?"

"Living, alive, I won the Long Misan you bought with a lot of money from Master, and I will sleep for at least three days."

Hu Yutang was very happy. At this time, he saw his daughter Hu Baike walking in, "How is it? I said I'm going to be able to make a move, right? Do you want to kill him first?"

"Oh, no, no, Lord Tang will definitely reward you more. Please lock him in the dungeon first. We will inform Lord Tang early tomorrow morning and ask him to send someone to pick up the goods." Hu Yutang whispered.

Hu Baike asked, "Father, have you sent someone to stare at the Hua family and the Bei family?"

"Of course, I stared at it, there was no movement at all. That kid really didn't go to find the Hua family and the Bei family." Hu Yutang said with a smile.

The Hu family's dungeon is not big, with only four cells. If a guard and maid in the family does something wrong, he will be locked up by Hu Baike. She likes to ravage and whip and torture people very much. From childhood to adulthood, she has been ravaged and killed with countless hands.

The cell was opened and two guards shook Long Chen out of his black cloth pocket.

"Long Chen! Long Chen!"

Chi Wanwan in the cage next to her was locked inside, and she was locked on the cross in the cage. Not only did she have torn clothes, but her body was covered with whip marks.

"What's the name? If you call it again, you will use a whip to slap you! The lady said, as long as you don't slap your face, it's easy to sell."

The guard next to him looked at Chi Wanwan with a figure, "What a great beauty, it's a pity. I haven't seen such a beautiful woman in Yunhe Main City for so many years. I really want to come to her. I'm willing to live ten years less."

"Don't think about it, who doesn't want the man in the mansion? But do you want to be played to death by the lady?"

The latter immediately shook his head.

"What a pity, the key is in the lady's hand, otherwise we would be more like a god if we touch it."

"Stop calling beautiful girl. He was fucked by our lady and would not wake up for at least three days."

Both of them were saliva and locked the unconscious Long Chen with an iron chain as thick as a fist. This chain was specially processed and could not be broken free by breath. And to be on the safe side, Long Chen's limbs were locked and tied to the cross.

The two of them tied up Long Chen, and then looked at Chi Wanwan's proud part, reluctantly Guanshan Gate.

"Long Chen...Long Chen..." Chi Wanwan called Long Chen, and tears flowed down from the corner of her eyes. It must have been because she was looking for Long Chen. Of course, she knew that Long Misan was still unable to wake up even if she shouted Potian.

Just when she was a little desperate, Long Chen opened his eyes and saw Chi Wanwan. She was tied to a wooden cross. Her snow-white robe was ragged, and her body was covered with bloody whip wounds, her skin was blooming, and even her chest, shoulders, thighs and blood holes stabbed by a knife.

Apart from her face, Chi Wanwan was covered in wounds and had no skin.

"Wan...Wan." Long Chen's voice was trembling.

Chi Wanwan looked at him when she heard the sound, and Long Chen was not in a coma.

"Wanwan, I'm sorry for you." It was because she made Chi Wanwan suffer this kind of torture. Hu Baike was jealous of Chi Wanwan's figure and Chi Wanwan's beauty. If she didn't want to sell it for money, she would definitely be even more ruthless.

Chi Wanwan shook her head gently, "It's all that I'm too stupid. I was tempted into the room by them when I was buying things, and then caught."

Long Chen knew that Chi Wanwan was definitely not a big-breasted woman. It might be the woman with the red fan who used some of her information and needs to lure Chi Wanwan and then be captured. They completely touched Long Chen's bottom line, and a low voice, "It was them who forced me. It's okay to hurt me, Long Chen, but no one can hurt my woman."

Singing like a dragon.

"Master, you are now..." Bixue Gan Qi Jian was about to speak.

Long Chen closed his eyes, and the spiritual world rushed down from the sky angrily. Pu--Zaru, the purple-black soul leaped out of the calm lake.

Sin, curse, darkness, and destruction, the suppressed power of Long Chen unfolds.

Chi Wanwan felt the coldness around her as if it was frozen. Long Chen's eyes showed patterns of black and purple flames burning, his hair turned purple, his temples drooped, his neck, back, and his back appeared purple patterns of spider web-shaped patterns.

Vishe's curse was fully powered, and his whole body was filled with evil spirits.

"broken!"
Chapter completed!
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