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The dark dungeon, the weeping, the rattling of the wires, the whirring of fires.

In the iron fence, there were shivering and unclothed girls. They were naked, terrified. Everyone's body is covered with horrific wounds. Even most of them have more air out and less air intake, their eyes have been gouged out, their noses have been cut off, their ears have been pierced, the places that should have been abundant have been cut off, and the places that should have been sunken have been filled......

Miserable.

It's miserable.

Hell on earth is nothing more than that.

Wu Fan's already pale face turned pale.

The little eunuch Manning was even more unbearable, just glanced at it, and ran outside to vomit.

"Found it!"

Ye Cheng came back with a key in his hand.

"Good death! Well dead! I heard that he was picking people at the 'Crispy Workshop', and I only thought he was for lewdness/fun. Wu Fan took the key, opened the iron door on the periphery, and said, "Only now do I know what he is doing...... I thought that he was a Hou Ye Kaiqing/Lou, and he was shameless enough to say that he was a Sven bird/beast. I never thought that he was inferior to a bird/beast! It's a pervert/pervert bastard! ”

After the scolding.

"Click......!"

Wu Fan had already walked into one of the rooms and pulled out a stainless steel treasure knife from the fourteen sword boxes behind him.

Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Wu Fan bowed slightly.

"Huh!"

The blade flashed. The girl who was tortured at her feet was killed by Wu Fan himself.

Grin.

The girl's shriveled tooth-knocked mouth curled into a smile. A smile of relief like a blooming flower.

Wu Fan felt that his hand holding the knife was a little trembling, shaking so much that even he could see it.

Fifteen.

Fifteen people.

Except for the three who were tortured lightly and could survive, Wu Fan personally killed fifteen people and sent them away.

Carrying the knife in his hand, Wu Fan walked out of the dungeon and looked up at the white sun in the sky. My feet were weak and I almost fell.

Tired.

Torture.

Even when he was captured in Yijing of Yan Kingdom, Wu Fan did not have the same guilt as he did today.

And what came with it -

Anger!

Furious!

Wu Fan's face was cloudy. He suppressed his emotions so hard that his chest and abdomen rose and fell, like the belly blown up when a toad was clamoring.

Anger is useless, Wu Fan knows it very well. But I just couldn't help it.

Take two long, deep breaths. Wu Fan commanded in a low voice: "Find out their identities and bury them!" Bunraku Hou Mansion ...... Arrest all of them and raid them immediately! ”

Ye Cheng agreed with Wu Fan's approach, but he still had to remind: "My lord! Do this...... It's not polite, right? After all, the Marquis of Wenle Marquis did not revoke ......"

Wu Fan waved his hand and said coldly: "It's okay, I will soon be able to destroy his three clans!" Go ahead! ”

After explaining the matter, Wu Fan walked towards the remaining three women.

The eyes of the three women were full of trepidation. Because I haven't seen the sun for many days, I can't open my eyes and cry bitterly. Wrapped tightly in the quilt. Shivering and panicking.

Wu Fan pondered and asked, "He arrested you...... Do what? Rest assured! He's dead! Wen Lehou, Jiang Pan, dead! ”

"Woo woo woo ......"

The crying was loud, but it didn't seem hysterical, it was more of a depression.

Wu Fan waited patiently until the three victims could begin to answer his words.

And then ......

Compared with the reason why Zheng Jie, Marquis of Anyuan, once joined the Maitreya Sect, Jiang Panke, Marquis of Wenle, is too much more hateful. An Yuanhou pursued the desire of his tongue, as well as the dream brought to him by the secret five stones, and he thought that it could give him a moment of purity in the noisy world. And Wenle Hou Jiang Pan is playing with longevity, youth and immortality. It is estimated that the people of Maitreya also said it casually, and Jiang Panzhen, the Marquis of Wenle, believed it and used his identity as the owner behind the crispy workshop to select a girl to sacrifice every month. Eighteen months ago, Wen Lehou joined the Maitreya Sect, and as a result, eighteen young girls were mutilated. And because of the special nature of the bullshit ritual, it is necessary to ensure that the sacrifice will not die for three years under the inexplicable rules such as closing one of the five senses every month from the very beginning, gradually removing desire/desire, cutting off excess bodies, etc......

Appalling.

Absolutely appalling.

When Wu Fan learned about this from the mouths of the three girls, he didn't know what to think.

The three girls were the last to be brought in, so they looked like individuals. However, the one who was most injured had already broken one ear, lost one eye, and had his tongue cut off. The lightest one was pierced in one ear......

Terrible.

It's horrible.

Wu Fan sighed and said, "Don't worry! I'll get you guys a good place to go! ”

"I don't want to make a living, I just want the adults to see what is going on and cure the sins of that evil ghost!" , One of the women cried and kowtowed, raised her head, and suddenly saw the wife and concubine of Marquis Wen Cheng, who was being caught together by Ye Cheng and others in the distance, and screamed: "There are still them!" And them! And them! Ahh......hhh No! Don't, let me go! ”

The woman was so excited that the woman had gone insane and had lost her speech.

Wu Fan hurriedly ordered someone to take the three women away, and at the same time waved his hand, signaling to bring all the wives and concubines of Wenle Hou over.

"My Excellency, it's none of my business!"

Before the person arrives, the sound comes first.

Wu Fan's eyes widened, and he roared angrily: "Shut your stinky mouth!" One question for you, one answer! Say one more word, and I'll cut out your tongues!" If you dare to conceal it and not report it, I will pierce your ears! ”

In the end, it was the cold-blooded executioner who had killed tens of thousands of Yan troops, and Wu was furious, and he was murderous, making the already cold day even colder.

Wen Lehou had many wives and concubines, and there were seven or eight of them.

Wu Fan stretched out his finger and asked in a low voice, "Maitreya Sect, is there still any connection with you?" ”

There was silence, no one answered.

Wu Fan waved his hand, motioned for Ye Cheng to come over, and said, "Just pull one out and poke her ear, it seems that they still think we don't dare to touch them!" Hehe sneered, Wu Fan pointed to the goshawk embroidery in front of his flying eagle suit, and said, "Do you know what this is?" Well? Know who I am? Well? Hehehe...... Ye Cheng? What else are you watching? Pull one out first, give them some color and see! Oh! Forget it, and then separate them, why? Because ah! As long as one person tells the truth, I will make everyone else, all the others, into an urn! Does the human urn know? ”

Seeing Wu Fan's crazy appearance, not to mention Wen Lehou's wife and concubine, even a few eagle guards around him, they were all frightened and stiffened, and they didn't dare to move.

The most gorgeously dressed woman among them stammered, "I...... I am the wife of Hou Ye, although Hou Ye is dead, but ...... But...... The title is still there, my son will become the new marquis, you ......"

Wu Fan sighed, shook his head, and said, "Kill her son!" In this case, there will be no new marquis soon, right? ”

"Mother! Mother! Save me! Save me! ”

A call immediately sounded in the distance, and two eagles were holding a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy roughly.

Wu Fan half-squatted down and stretched out three fingers: "Three...... Your son is about to die! It's true! Two...... Still not ready yet? Maitreya is more important than your son? One! ”

"I say! I say! I say! ”

Madame Bunlehou broke down and fell to her knees, crying profusely.

After a long time, Mrs. Wenle Hou stopped crying and said, "Since being wantonly killed by Ying Yangwei and Huangmenwei, the Maitreya Sect has never come to find Hou Ye until three days ago...... A woman came to find Master Hou. ”

Wu Fan nodded: "Well, go on!" ”

Mrs. Wen Lehou shook her head and cried: "I don't know after that, I really don't know......"

Wu Fan sighed, looked at the other people, pointed his fingers back and forth, and said, "Who else knows something?" Don't stop talking. You see, if my finger stops, whoever it is pointing at - whoever it is, will die! Like you, poisonous women who have no humanity and have lost their conscience, I will never be merciful when you kill one less person, on the contrary, I am willing to do this kind of thing! You want to stop...... You want to stop...... To ......"

"Master Guanyin! Guanyin Master! One of the women shouted: "I happened to pass by Hou Ye's room and heard Hou Ye call Guanyin Master!" That's all I know, I really don't know, my lord, I really don't know! ”

Wu Fan's eyes instantly constricted.

【Guanyin Dashi ......】

[Lan Xin'er! 】

[No wonder I searched all over the Yanguo Palace and couldn't find it, it turned out that she was back in Luoyang!] 】

(To be continued......)