Eight hundred and seventieth eight chapters first rape and then kill
"Sister Fairy, what should we do?!" In the crowd, Mingyue almost tried her best, but she was still unable to move even an inch.
At this time, the flow of people was getting more and more crowded. Cultivators coming from all directions gathered around the inn where Zhao Yuan lived, and it was completely dark.
"How about we fly over with swords?" Tomorrow muttered.
"Are you stupid? There are all cultivators here. Who can't fly with a sword? Besides, haven't you seen those masters from the Sand Gang? I promise that as long as you dare to fly over, you will be killed immediately." Wan Ling
The son scolded.
"I'm just talking..." Tomorrow argued weakly.
"Don't worry, we are already here, we will see Zhao Lang eventually." Fairy Caixia could still keep her composure.
"That's right, why are you so anxious? Let's see if you can make a difference! There are many men with two legs in the world..."
"laugh……"
Mingyue and Mingri both sneered at Wan Ling'er.
Everyone stopped arguing and began to wait among the crowd.
While Fairy Caixia and others were waiting outside, Zhao Yuan in the inn room was already exhausted. He could not have imagined that in just a few days, the number of cultivators in Castle No. 17 had exceeded 100,000, and there was a steady stream of cultivators.
Cultivators are still coming from all directions.
Zhao Yuan believed that all the cultivators in the Sha Miao Formation would arrive here within a week at most.
At first, Zhao Yuan just wanted to use this method to attract the attention of Fairy Caixia and Wan Ling'er, but he did not expect that things would develop out of control.
In fact, Zhao Yuan underestimated the attraction of crystal stones to cultivators.
To underestimate the attraction of crystals to cultivators is to underestimate the role of crystals.
Now, almost all cultivators regard Zhao Yuan as a rich man, and every cultivator hopes to get a piece of the pie.
If it weren't for every cultivator wanting a piece of the pie, the No. 17 Shamiao Castle would have been a big fight long ago. Now, because there are too many forces from all parties, and the Sha Gang is going all out to support Zhao Yuan
, forming a delicate balance - no one dares to use force.
Under the current situation, any powerful organization that uses force will become the target of attack by all cultivators.
However, Zhao Yuan knew that this delicate balance would be easily broken by just a little external force. Once the balance was broken, Shamiao Castle No. 17 would become a huge powder keg.
"Fairy, Wan Ling'er, Ming Ri Mingyue, where are you?!"
Zhao Yuan looked at the black heads outside the window with a sad face and muttered.
"Hey, I'm the King of Corpses. If you step on my head like this, aren't you afraid of thunder?!" The King of Corpses at Zhao Yuan's feet protested.
"How about you ask one of your men to step on me?"
"..." The King of Corpses suddenly felt like a deflated rubber ball, letting Zhao Yuan step on his bare head.
After waiting and watching, Zhao Yuan did not find Fairy Caixia and the others and jumped down from the head of the King of Corpses.
In fact, there are so many people outside right now, and there are so many black heads everywhere that it’s hard to see clearly.
"No. 1, what's your name?" Zhao Yuan asked out of boredom.
"No. 1."
"Isn't there another name?"
"I won't tell you."
"..."
"Little bitch, you have no shame in giving me face. Believe it or not, I will rape you first and then kill you!" The King of Corpses had long been dissatisfied with No. 1's cold and arrogant expression, and threatened fiercely.
"Whatever." Although No. 1 is afraid of the image of the King of Corpses, he is not afraid of the threat of the King of Corpses, with an expression of resignation.
"You..." The King of Corpses was so angry that he vomited blood and was ready to use violence.
"What are you doing? You are the King of Corpses! You are not a beast, you are the noble King of Corpses. Have you ever heard of nobles raping first and then killing them?" Zhao Yuan scolded.
"Ah... no... no..."
The King of Corpses stopped immediately, his ten fingernails made a "click-click" sound, and he raised his head high, looking sideways at Number 1 with a look of disdain on his face.
"No. 1, will your companions come to rescue you?" Zhao Yuan's eyes fell on No. 1's cold face.
"have no idea."
"According to your values, they should save you and No. 3 at all costs. Why haven't they taken any action until now?" Zhao Yuan raised his head and glanced out the window.
"We can exchange a few questions." Number 1 said coldly.
"Haha, exchange! Why should I exchange with you? You are my prisoner!" Zhao Yuan sneered: "I'm not afraid to tell you, I don't care about your problems at all."
"Really? Then let me tell you, you will never leave Yunci space!" No. 1 also sneered in reply.
"Why?" Zhao Yuan was stunned.
"First of all, you don't have the ability to break through the space barrier. Secondly, if you want to get out of this cloud space, you have to destroy more than 300 sandy castles!"
"Destroy more than 300 people sitting in Shamiao Castle?" Zhao Yuan's body trembled. This coincided with his thoughts.
"Yes."
"Why are you telling me this?" Zhao Yuan stared at No. 1 with his deep eyes.
"Because I know that you can't destroy more than 300 Shamiao castles!" There was a trace of ridicule in the eyes of No. 1.
"Why are you so sure?"
"Over the course of thousands of years, many cultivators have understood the mysteries of Yunci space, but none of them can leave here, because Shamiao Castle is a gathering place for cultivators. If one or two of them are destroyed,
It is also possible that destroying more than 300 buildings is just a dream!"
"..."
Zhao Yuan was immediately speechless.
As No. 1 said, destroying a few Shamiao ancient castles is not a problem, but it is absolutely impossible to destroy all Shamiao ancient castles, because not all cultivators will believe it, and every one
There are different forces entrenched in Shamiao Castle, and it is more difficult to convince them than to kill them.
"Did you say you were looking for someone in Shamiao Castle?" No. 1 suddenly asked.
"Yes."
"As long as you agree to one condition, I can send you out." No. 1 looked at Zhao Yuan quietly.
"Say." Zhao Yuan vaguely felt that something was wrong, because No. 1's expression was too calm, so calm that it made him feel nervous.
"After you find your partner, release No. 3 from your spiritual platform world."
"Why?"
"You don't need to know the reason." No. 1 closed his eyes slightly.
"Believe it or not, I raped him first and then killed him..." Seeing the expression on No. 1's dead pig that was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, Zhao Yuan was filled with anger and looked at No. 1 with a ferocious smile.
"Zhao Yuan, are you a beast?" the King of Corpses said suddenly.
"Ah...ahem...I am a human being, how could I be a beast?"
"But what is the difference between what you just said and that of an animal?"