Luo Jiang's eyes flashed, and she broke out in cold sweat from the pain. The dagger on her lower abdomen stabbed her directly, and even the handle of the knife didn't penetrate into her flesh. You didn't even have to look to see how ruthless the person who did it was.

Dai Ziyu narrowed his eyes and glanced at Luo Jiang, "How did you get in?"

She had never seen this person in the Hehuan Sect, let alone the Hehuan Sect's complex terrain, and it would be impossible to reach here by accident.

The man glanced at Luo Jiang thoughtfully. Although he could feel that something was wrong with this woman, he couldn't tell at all.

"You don't care how I got in," Luo Jiang yelled at her, the anger in his eyes almost solidified, "Are you the leader of the Hehuan Sect? Damn you! What a dirty thing!"

Dai Ziyu's expression changed. She had been serving Yu Minghuan for so many years, and it was not easy for her to turn over and sit in this position.

Even though he knew that this woman might not be scolding him, Dai Ziyu was still furious.

Luo Jiang said this, but in fact she was always ready to ring the bell. Now she could only try to anger Dai Ziyu so that she could get more words out of her.

I just don’t know if that man is so easy to deceive.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you step on my head!" Dai Ziyu hit the dagger with his palm, and immediately he couldn't even see the handle.

Luo Jiang almost used up all her strength to hold back from screaming. The cold sweat on her forehead slid down her cheeks and dripped down her chin, soaking her clothes.

"You don't deserve to be in the Hehuan Sect at all. I'm afraid you haven't even figured it out yet, right?"

Luo Jiang forced himself to smile, but his hands were already shaking and he could hardly hold the bell.

[It hurts, it hurts, it really hurts me to death.]

She pretended to be calm on her face and kept wailing in front of the system.

The system seemed to be impatient with her noise: [Friendly gift to you for five minutes.]

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Jiang felt that the pain all over his body seemed to have faded a lot, especially at the incision where he could no longer even feel it.

Feeling the changes in her body, Luo Jiang collapsed a little. Who knew she would still be in pain for so long?

Even if you give it away, it only lasts five minutes, which is really stingy.

"What do you, a foreign savage, know? If I don't understand clearly, how can you understand it? When I torture you enough, I will throw you to the bottom of the blood cell to let you know what life is worse than death."

The lowest level of the blood prison?

Luo Jiang was slightly stunned. She originally thought that the blood prison was just the blood prison. How did she know there were different levels?

Seeing that she didn't speak, Dai Ziyu raised a smile, and then she pinched her fingertips with a sinister and cruel smile in her eyes.

…

Luo Jiang almost fainted when she was thrown into the blood prison. Although the system helped her a lot, those methods were really not something that anyone could survive.

Even she herself didn't know why she had to suffer this kind of pain, just to save those people.

It's enough to attack Yanchen carefully, but the Holy Mother's heart really kills people.

Luo Jiang deeply despised himself, then squinted his eyes and counted the floors honestly. When he was thrown into the bottom floor, he couldn't see anything clearly.

In her ears, she could only vaguely hear the roar of a beast. When the person escorting her left, Luo Jiang rang the bell in her hand.

At the same time, the bell in Yanchen's hand shook slightly. He glanced down subconsciously, and then shook it along with the swing of the bell.

Jingle bell——

"Yu Minghuan" lying aside suddenly moved.

Luo Jiang sat up suddenly. She subconsciously covered her lower abdomen. She came to her senses only when she found that there was no injury at all.

Yanchen narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw her little movements, tightened his fingertips slightly, and then realized that the bell on his hand was missing.

"Hehuan Sect, Dai Ziyu!" Luo Jiang didn't have time to rest. She grabbed the banquet's wrist and spoke very quickly, "Dai Ziyu is not taking Mingzhe of the Hehuan Sect to protect himself!"

"On the contrary, she hooked up with people from the demon clan. I'm afraid she has already hooked up with the demon clan's power. Even the demon clan's awakening may have been planned by Dai Ziyu."

Luo Jiang babbled a lot, and as soon as he raised his head, he met Yanchen's eyes.

He seemed to have heard everything, and yet he seemed to have heard nothing. There was a hint of darkness in his eyes as he looked at her.

After a long while, Yanchen nodded, "Well, is there anything else?"

"The Hehuan Sect is already empty. In other words, the disciples who disobeyed her were thrown into the blood prison, and those who were obedient have entered the demon clan."

When Luo Jiang said this, he felt empty in his heart.

At any rate, she had seen those disciples of the Hehuan Sect with her own eyes. They were either innocent or lively, but she still doesn't know what they have become.

Upon hearing the words "Blood Prison", Yan Chen looked strange and turned his head to look at Luo Jiang.

The latter almost immediately guessed that he had misunderstood something and waved his hands repeatedly.

"It's not the blood prison you went to. I guess Dai Ziyu expanded it further down, and there are other things in it. I counted when I was dragged down, and there are about six floors."

How many Hehuan Sect disciples are imprisoned on the sixth floor.

Yanchen closed his eyes slightly, and he could not even imagine what Luo Jiang looked like after being dragged down to the bloody prison.

"Anyway, let's go back to the Shangqing Sect first." Yanchen said. At this point, the Hehuan Sect can no longer help. Even if those disciples are rescued, it will only add a group of dying wounded.

Now, no sect would be willing to use so many herbs to treat the wounded when a war is imminent, let alone the fact that these wounded are from the Hehuan Sect, which they dislike in the first place.

Luo Jiang did not refute. In her opinion, the blood prison was probably much safer than the outside.

It's a good place for the time being.

On the way, Luo Jiang pinched her fingers, and she subconsciously raised her eyes to look at Yanchen, "It turns out that when you didn't know that Luo Jiang was me, didn't you say that you wanted to accept me as your disciple?"

"Why have you changed your mind now that you have changed your identity?" Luo Jiang became more and more aggrieved as he spoke, and there was even a little sadness in his voice.

"How can I accept the Master of the Imperial Sect as his disciple?" The banquet minister didn't even look back. He was rejecting the person thousands of miles away. "The Master of the Imperial Sect doesn't need to be a disciple anymore."

Luo Jiang took two steps to close the distance, and even stretched out his hand to grab Yanchen's sleeve, "Learning is endless, don't you want me to find a good mentor?"

Yan Chen lowered his head and glanced at Luo Jiang, and pulled his hand back without mercy, but his steps were not as fast as before.

Luo Jiang followed him with a smile. She knew what she was talking about, but she liked this kind of cute personality the most.

When the two returned to Shangqing Sect and told Mo Qingyuan the whole story, the latter slowly frowned and said, "Such a thing could happen."

Hooking up with the demons, how could the Hehuan Sect do such a thing in the past? Yu Minghuan is as absurd as it is absurd, but after all, he still has some sense of proportion.

[System, what is Mo Qingyuan thinking about?]


Chapter completed!