1238. Chapter 682: Life is like a mustard

Lifting the curtain slightly with one hand and watching coldly, the corners of the lips against the sky couldn't help but hook up a sneer.

There was a desperate scuffle outside the carriage, flesh and blood were flying, several corpses had fallen on the ground, the old brother was besieged by several people, he was so anxious that he was red-eyed, and a knife slashed at a person's neck, and the blood spurted out at once, spraying his head and face, but it made his mind slightly clear, and his eyes were stunned.

But soon, his spirit blurred again, and his mind was full of nothing, so he just waved his knife at each other, slashing and slashing all the way.

The medicinal powder sprinkled into the Qianyuan incense tripod against the sky is naturally the latest type of poisonous powder "Great Disillusionment" that was prepared not long ago.

Using this poisonous powder to deal with these bad things will not only not dirty her little hands, but also play a punitive role, killing two birds with one stone.

As for why they fought so hard, he shook his head and sighed lightly: It can only be said that they are fierce and vicious by nature, and this poisonous powder stimulates their spirits, and they magnify their evil thoughts "moderately" tenfold, and they must be the result of endless death.

These people act as thugs in the Valley of the Holy Maiden on weekdays, transporting beautiful young men everywhere, and even passing by and seeing some young people with beautiful faces in ordinary people's homes, they don't care about punching and kicking and kidnapping to offer holy aunts, I don't know how many families have been broken up, how many poor people have been ruined, and there should be this report.

"What a big guts! Dare to be so presumptuous in front of my mother's bedroom, and you won't stop me? A familiar sneer came, and he lowered the curtain with his hand, pulled the corners of his cold lips, and whispered, "She's back too." ”

"Fairy, these people have already lost their breath." The guard who replied also had a hint of wonder in his voice.

A few of them have been guarding in front of the Holy Aunt's dormitory, watching the old brother and his party escorting the big carriage over, suddenly the wind turned sharply, a group of people drew their swords and slashed each other like a convulsion, and a few brothers who guarded the temple like them stepped forward to stop it, and they all died in this melee, how strange is this situation?

Fairy Lingyun frowned, the flesh and blood under her feet were flying, and her nose was filled with a smell of blood, which made her instinctively dislike, "Go and move the people in the carriage down." ”

Ling Yun didn't smell a faint trace of disillusionment in the air at all, of course, with her preparation ability, even if she smelled it, she couldn't understand what kind of poisonous powder it was.

And at this time, the air was almost full of blood gas, and the residual trace of poisonous powder fragrance was too weak, not to mention that Ling Yun couldn't smell it, even if the Holy Aunt came in person, the chance of smelling it was not great.

The curtain was lifted, and the man poked his head in to look at it, and his expression immediately became wonderful. Turning around, he beckoned another man to jump into the carriage and remove the sack containing the sky.

"One?" Ling Yun was also stunned. In the past, when the old brother and his group went out, they would always bring back dozens or hundreds of people, at least a dozen or so, so now this situation is really weird and indescribable.

Under the signal of Fairy Lingyun's eyes, the two guards dragged down the mouth of the sack, revealing a "handsome face" that had been intolerable against the sky.

"It's too skinny." Ling Yun said such a sentence coldly, and with a wave of his hand, he asked people to put the anti-heaven into a new sack and carry it in, while he turned around and took people to leave.

Several thin hall guards looked at each other, and one of them said weakly, "Fairy, here...... This? ”

"What is this, call some people to come and clean this place, but don't stain the eyes of the fairies. Do you want us fairies to teach you this? The maid black tea scolded angrily, and then followed the pace of Fairy Lingyun's departure and walked away.

So many people died, just ignore it and don't check it, and there is no follow-up at all? Several guards looked at Ling Yun's back coldly, gritted their teeth and thought: Maybe in Fairy Lingyun's heart, the lives of these people are worse than the ants on the ground.

However, don't the fairies think this is strange? Life is thinner than paper, life is cheaper than grass, let's say it's them.

"The new kid." After the sound of the iron door colliding, I heard a hoarse voice say, "There is still a vacant place in cage nine, let it in." ”

There was a long table at the iron door, and a thin old man with a slumped back raised his head from the table, glanced at the sack that the two guards had moved in, and subconsciously turned his head to look back.

When he saw that the iron gate had been closed and there was no one behind him, he couldn't help but wonder, "Just one person?" ”

"Well, that's it." The two guards carried the sack containing the anti-sky to the ninth cage, and the anti-sky took advantage of its unpreparedness to open one eye slightly.

In a large iron cage two meters high and five meters wide, four separate cages are separated by thumb-thick iron pillars, and three young men with their eyes closed and tired expressions are imprisoned.

The two guards threw the sky into it, threw it in the last cage, and then slammed the iron cage door shut, and firmly wrapped the chain that had been coiled several times around the cage door.

"Two little brothers, please stay. How did you get someone today? The old man stood up from the table with his back bent, and laughed so that his cheekbones trembled slightly, and the folds of his forehead were layered layer upon layer.

The two guards were very uncomfortable by the indifference of Fairy Lingyun, who was willing to take care of this bag of inquiring old man, and rolled his eyes angrily when he heard this, "Old Youtou, you just take a good look at this beauty cave, don't inquire about other things, it has nothing to do with you anyway." ”

After speaking, regardless of the old man's curiosity, he turned around and walked away.

Lao Youtou stared at the back of the two people leaving, pursed his lips angrily, muttered a few words of stinginess, and sat back at the table again.

However, what he didn't know was that the moment he sat back down at the table, the eyes of the nine cage opened suddenly.

It is a large dome-like auditorium, with rows of large iron cages on the left and right, and a wide road in between.

Defying the sky in his heart, looking at the distance and roughly calculating, this big iron cage must have about three hundred, if you count the four people in each iron cage, there are thousands of teenagers imprisoned here.

No wonder there have been rumors outside that there are three thousand beautiful men in the harem of the old nun, and she only heard it as a joke in the past, but now it seems that this is not true, after all, the number of these teenagers in front of them is added up, and this is only a part of the current survival, not including those poor young people who have been killed.

Standing in an iron cage made of thin iron pillars, he raised his eyes to look at the other three people beside him. These three people should have taken too much soul water, and their faces were haggard, and they didn't know how long they would be tossed by the old nun.

Listening to the sky, I vaguely heard a crisp bell ringing, and my heart moved, and the person disappeared in the iron cage out of thin air.