Witch Fairy!!

This was the second rural evil god that Fan Wu had encountered in the Great Zhou Dynasty. He also had an irreversible conflict with the other party, and this conflict had already developed into a life-and-death situation.

It's just that Fan Wu has never encountered a witch fairy in recent times. He even doubted whether the Great Zhouzhong County was not the territory of a witch fairy?

Or maybe the Witch Immortal doesn't have the ability to extend his tentacles into the Great Zhouzhong County?

Unexpectedly, it turned out that he, Fan Wu... had underestimated the Witch Immortal.

The tentacles of the Witch Fairy have already reached Zhongjun.

It's just that the opponent is well hidden in Zhongjun, and Fan Wu didn't encounter it before.

Yun Jiuqing, who was standing next to Fan Wu, moved his hand slightly like a sword finger.

The ruby ​​dagger stuck in a monk's thigh flew back to her hand.

She wiped the blood with a handkerchief in disgust.

He looked at Fan Wu with confusion: "Master Fan, did you just say witch fairy?!"

"Yeah." Fan Wu nodded.

Confirmed.

"Hiss!" Yun Jiuqing couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cold air. What kind of astonishing bad luck was this? He met someone from the Blood Gu Sect in the imperial city. After leaving the imperial city, he met someone from the Witch Immortal.

Or is it that the Zhou Dynasty is really on the verge of the end of a dynasty? Is it because the Zhou Dynasty is too chaotic that they are so unlucky?

but……

At first glance, these monks don't look like followers of Wu Xian.

Because she didn't feel any magic fluctuations from these monks at all, which meant that they were not even ascetics.

Can a group of monks who are not monks be related to witches and immortals?

Or is it that the evil god is already hungry?

Not only will they target some monks and develop them into their own believers, they will even target these monks who are not monks?

Yun Jiuqing's mind was filled with questions.

the other side.

He watched helplessly as his two companions fell to the ground, and the other two strange monks holding spears were shocked.

"They are ascetics!" One of them was shocked: "They seem to be all ascetics!"

Another person looked panicked and ugly: "Why are you so unlucky tonight?"

Obviously... they don't want to meet a cultivator tonight, especially a nosy cultivator like this.

But this kind of thing happened to them.

Fate played a trick on them once.

"Run!" The two monks holding spears threw away the spears in unison, and then put their hands into their arms. The next moment they waved their hands forward violently, splashing a large amount of lime.

Xing Fengzi immediately closed his eyes.

To prevent your eyes from being burned by lime.

The two monks who had discarded their spears took this opportunity to turn their heads, turned around, and ran for their lives behind them.

How fast.

How fast can you run?

"It's just some little tricks." After Xing Fengzi said this, a talisman appeared on each of his left and right hands, and he muttered words quickly, reciting the unique spell of Dizu Guan.

"Hurry like a law!!!"

He let out a soft drink, and the two talismans folded automatically, folding themselves into the shape of a thousand paper cranes.

The two talisman paper cranes approached the two fleeing monks at extremely fast speeds. The talisman paper cranes flew lower and pecked directly at the monk's heels.

He actually pecked off the hamstring of one of the two monks' legs!

The two monks also screamed in surprise and fell to the ground.

It was already very difficult to climb up.

Let alone escaping.

"Strange..." Fan Wu and Yun Jiuqing were standing in front of the cage at some point. Yun Jiuqing looked at the down-and-out monk squatting in the cage: "This guy looks like his lamp is about to run out.

Even if the best doctor gives him treatment, he probably won't be able to survive for long."

Yun Jiuqing frowned: "And why is there the smell of blood? Moreover, he looks weak and weak. It feels very difficult to raise his head and open his eyes."

"Where did he get the strength to sit upright? His posture is a bit strange, as if he is being fixed."

At this time, Fan Wu said: "It is indeed fixed, and there is a little blood on the monk's robe on his legs."

Yun Jiuqing was stunned.

Looking at the monk's legs in the cage, she saw a lot of blood.

Yun Jiuqing immediately climbed onto the prison car, untied the chains hanging randomly on the prison car, opened the cage... and asked the monk sitting inside: "Monk? Monk? Are you okay?"

"I...I don't want to become a Buddha...I want...I want to live...I don't want to become a Buddha..." The monk in the cage could only mutter these few words.

It was as if he had lost his mind and was about to run out of oil.

Yun Jiuqing suddenly seemed to have discovered something.

She looked at the monk's back.

Suddenly shocked!

I saw that the monk's back seemed to have been pierced by something, and the thing still had very clear blood stains. A closer look revealed that it was actually an iron ruler, with twisted inscriptions vaguely carved on it.

Weird text.

This iron ruler seemed to penetrate his entire body.

If your guess is correct, the other end of the iron ruler should be...at the vital gate of his lower body?

Think of this.

Yun Jiuqing was stunned.

How vicious?

How cruel?

She gritted her teeth and looked at the other four monks. When she walked to an injured monk, she stepped on a wound on his thigh and crushed him hard as if he was still angry.

"It hurts, it hurts, ahhhhhh!" The screams were particularly penetrating in the middle of the night.

Yun Jiuqing asked: "What do you monks have to do with the Witch Fairy? What's going on with the monk in the cage? Where do you want to take the monk in the cage? What is your purpose?

What do you want to do?"

A series of questions popped out of Yun Jiuqing's mouth.

The monk didn't answer her question, he just kept screaming.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yun Jiuqing is a little at a loss.

After all, she is not an experienced Qin Tiansi and does not know any torture methods.

suddenly.

Fan Wu came over.

Such a thing actually involves the Witch Immortal, so Fan Wu naturally cannot ignore it. After all... for Fan Wu now, whether it is the Great Venerable, the Witch Immortal, or the Gu God, they are all his valued prey.

A hunter saw the trace of prey appearing in front of him. How could Fan Wu do nothing? He was not rich enough to even pay attention to a rural evil god.

Fan Wu's approach made the screaming monk involuntarily cast his eyes on Fan Wu.

at once!

His screams stopped abruptly.

Because he could feel a sense of terror from Fan Wu's body that he had never felt before. This feeling was no less than facing thousands of wronged souls and ghosts. Goosebumps appeared all over the body, and even more so in the heart.

Jumping randomly and in a controlled manner.

Cold sweat had wet the monk's back, and blood had stained his thighs red.

Feelings of pain and fear.

Directly fill it up to the extreme.

In the midst of such unspeakable fear, he spoke with a trembling tone: "Little... little monk doesn't know... I don't know who the wizard is. Prison... the monk in the cage is not a monk from Longhe Temple. He, he

Just a pilgrim paying incense."

He didn't know why he would tell these things one by one at this time. Because he thought that he was a tough-talking person.

But under this great fear.
To be continued...