"You dare to hit my brother, Mingzhi, I will tell the Third Young Master to twist off your head -_()" The big man on the right was stunned and immediately yelled furiously
"This guy actually dares to attack our people. We will report it to the Third Young Master and skin him."
"What a fool, Mingzhi, if we don't beat you up to vomit blood today, we won't be human beings."
Everyone was yelling and swearing, showing their arms and rolling up their sleeves, and they were about to fight Xia Chen.
They were directly subordinate to Xue Xiong, and even the other servant leaders didn't pay much attention to them, let alone Mingzhi, who was called a loser. Although he saw the big man on the left being beaten terribly by Xia Chen, he felt the same hatred against the enemy, but he became violent.
anger
Xia Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense. He reached out and grabbed the big man on the right who was roaring arrogantly. He lifted it up high and then slammed it towards the hard masonry ground underground.
With a muffled thud, the big man's roar stopped abruptly. His eyes suddenly widened, his face instantly became as pale as paper, and black blood as thick as soy sauce spurted out from his mouth.
Click, click, the clear sound of broken bones sounded like exploding beans from his body, and he didn't know how many bones were broken at this moment.
He fell to the ground in a very unnatural twisted posture and could no longer move.
From now on, he can only maintain this twisted posture for the rest of his life, revealing deep terror in his ugliness.
Before the people's curses could stop, Xia Chen had already grabbed the second person's chest, lifted it up as usual, and then stopped it with force. The zhenqi in his hands changed in countless ways, which could guarantee the power of counterattack in one meal.
It will spread evenly throughout the opponent's body, and the result will be total paralysis or becoming a vegetative state.
The second person sat down paralyzed, without calling or howling, only trembling like spasms, extremely unnatural twisted postures, and... black blood spurting out in large mouthfuls.
Then the third person, the fourth person...
It's not that no one resisted, but it was completely useless. No amount of punching, kicking or trying to dodge could escape Xia Chen's grasp. That seemingly ordinary hand seemed to contain incomprehensible magic. I could see it and understand it, but I just couldn't.
withstand
There were constant muffled sounds in the air, followed by the cracking sounds of broken bones. Amidst Xia Chen's silent footsteps, these sounds from the broken human body seemed particularly cruel and shocking**(**)
Everyone's arrogance has long since disappeared without a trace, replaced by infinite fear. They can't understand why Mingzhi, who used to be harmless to humans and animals and was called a coward, suddenly became so cold-blooded and cruel. He was just a seemingly indifferent person.
How could such a trivial blackmail lead him to take such bloody and cruel revenge? Isn't he afraid of offending the third son, Xue Xiong?
There were cries for help, cries, and roars. No one wanted to escape, but as soon as the two servants ran a few feet away, Xia Chen threw the newly shattered body of the servant in his hand over the human body with the tyrannical energy.
It just hit the two people's heads and instantly turned into dots of tragic peach blossoms that bloomed all over the back garden.
Xia Chen directly killed the two people. Originally, this move was not in his plan, because killing would increase his risk of exposure, but he was so angry that he couldn't care less. If he didn't use such bloody methods, I'm afraid he would have to do it again.
Playing around like a fool
Everyone was so frightened that their eyes were full of fear of death. They could never imagine that the former coward suddenly turned into a terrifying god of murder. When they saw only two or three people left, their legs were trembling and they fell to their knees.
Begging grandpa to sue grandma in front of Xia Chen, crying and begging for mercy with snot and tears
The big man whose jaw had been severed held back the pain and pressed his face downwards to the ground. He wished there was a hole, buried his head in it, and never looked at this terrible guy again.
Xia Chen stopped moving, not out of pity, but because he didn't want to waste time, and said calmly: "Can I go in?"
Everyone felt as if they were mourning for their heir, and their hearts were trembling. When they listened to him, they dared to keep silent.
Xia Chen raised his eyebrows: "Why, if you don't speak, do you want to explode in silence? Or do you want to die in silence?"
Everyone was shocked and thought that your literary question seemed very philosophical, but in fact it contained great lethality. They quickly replied like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, of course."
Xia Chen nodded, pointed at a big man who was shaking the most and said, "Take me into the dungeon."
The big man shook violently and almost collapsed on the ground, but he immediately reacted: "Yes, I am Yang Wei, I am willing to do my best for Master Mingzhi."
"Impotence?" Xia Chen looked at the big man with a strange look and gave a thumbs up, "What a good name."
"Haha, the villain has no other merits except the glory of a good name." Yang Wei, a big man, smiled stupidly.
Xia Chen pointed at the other two people and said: "You guys clean up this place. When I come out, I don't want to see this group of garbage again. Also, you are not allowed to report to the Third Young Master Xue Xiong, otherwise you know what will happen."
"Yes, sir," the two men said with mournful faces, thinking that you killed two people, maimed so many others, and didn't let us report to the Third Young Master. Are you trying to rebel? Then even we won't be able to survive.
Got it
Xia Chen ignored them. Under the leadership of Yang Wei, Shi Shiran walked into the iron gate and killed so many people. Xue Xiong didn't know that it was impossible. The reason why he didn't let the other party report was of course to delay
time
Behind the iron gate is a dim stairway, with burning oil lamps hanging on the walls on both sides. I can barely see. The pungent musty smell is coming towards my face, and I don't know how people can stay in it. Fortunately, after going a few feet deep,
At regular intervals, there is a ventilation hole, and the air suddenly becomes humid.
Yang Wei led Xia Chen down slowly. Although the stairs of the corridor were very wide, they did not go straight down. Every time they turned, there would always be a white mist floating up that made it difficult for them to reach out.
Xia Chen knew that this was a restriction arranged by the dungeon to prevent the imprisoned practitioners from escaping. This white mist restriction was very simple, with less than five forbidden lines arranged linearly, but it was enough to trap practitioners below the third level of acquired life.
Yang Wei and he both had waist cards. With just a light photo, the white mist would disperse automatically, allowing the two of them to pass through easily.
After taking five detours, Xia Chen still felt a sense of boredom despite the fact that there were more and more vents. It was obvious that he had gone deep underground.
At this time, the space in front suddenly became cheerful and bright. I saw pine torches lit in a space of several hundred feet. The surrounding walls were surrounded by fine iron fences as thick as thighs. The dark space inside was crowded with people.
"Sir, this is the dungeon, and all the captured boys and girls are in it," Yang Wei said respectfully.
Seeing someone coming in, the imprisoned crowd immediately became agitated. Many people crowded in front of the fence and stared at Xia Chen and Yang Wei, showing hope or excitement. However, many people were indifferent and just sat blankly or
Standing with despair in his eyes, he would make very low sobs or snorts from time to time.
Although there were many prisoners, no one spoke. It was obvious that the long and cruel prison life had given them enough suppression.
Xia Chen's eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one. He looked very carefully and didn't miss anyone.
Although the area of the dungeon is very large, it is enough to see the entire cell at a glance. However, to Xia Chen's disappointment, he did not see the people he wanted to see. These imprisoned practitioners were all young, and about half of them were
She is a woman, but there is no Li Qitong
Xia Chen walked in silence, his sharp eyes piercing every corner of the cell. He wanted to look at it again, so as not to miss the little girl, but the result still disappointed him extremely. He had seen everyone, but still
There is no figure of Li Qitong
Could it be that the little girl is not here or was... Xia Chen's heart sank slightly. He had already experienced the ferocity and cruelty of this group of practitioners from the Black Triangle. Even the servants were like this, let alone the young ladies. Could it be that someone saw Li Qitong?
Looking beautiful and having evil thoughts?
Thinking of this, the anger and murderous intention in Xia Chen's heart suddenly became uncontrollable. If something unexpected happened to Li Qitong, he wouldn't mind having the entire Xue family buried with him.
Yang Wei's shoulders trembled and he looked at Xia Chen in horror. Just now he could clearly feel the murderous intent emanating from Xia Chen's body. He couldn't help but feel as cold as ice all over his body, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
"All the captured practitioners are here? Are you sure?" After a moment of silence, Xia Chen asked Yang Wei coldly. Li Qitong's lack of direction made him feel very bad, so his tone was particularly cold.
Yang Wei said tremblingly: "Ming...Master Mingzhi, the majority of the practitioners in the dungeon are only there. Except for those who died before, there are also a few extremely talented practitioners who are not here."
"Excellent talent?" Xia Chen narrowed his eyes. He had never heard Mingzhi mention this matter. He must not have known about it even Mingzhi said, "If it's not here, where is it?"
Yang Wei trembled and replied: "In the old lady's retreat place, it is said that the magical skills practiced by the old lady require the sacrifice of boys and girls. The more qualified boys and girls are, the more helpful they will be for the old lady's cultivation, so he picked two
Name...that's all the villain knows."
The old man... Xia Chen's pupils slowly shrank and he clenched his fists involuntarily. The old man in Yang Wei's mouth was naturally Xue Yizhen, the ancestor of the Xue family.
"Do you know the names of the two boys and girls picked out by the old man?" Xia Chen asked after a moment of silence.
"It's a boy and a girl. The girl's name is Li Qitong. What's the name of the other one? I'm really sorry, I forgot." Yang Wei answered carefully
Xia Chen's eyes twitched and he was silent. He had already had a bad premonition just now. Now when he heard Yang Wei talking about Li Qitong's retreat in Xue Yizhen's retreat, his heart suddenly became cold (to be continued)