Among the female disciples in the group, some of them were not very good-looking, and suddenly, there was a snort in their chests, and they were pierced by a sharp sword.

The unpretty-looking friar looked down at the long sword on her chest with a look of disbelief.

His eyes widened, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

With a pop, he fell to the ground.

Several male monks killed female disciples who were not beautiful.

For one, they feel that ugly women are not attractive to them.

Kill when you deserve to.

Second, they wanted to use this to form a deterrent, to deter the rest of the female disciples, to deter them, so that they could be obedient and obedient.

Call.

The remaining nuns immediately dodged away.

They huddled together.

He even drew his flying sword and waited for the battle, looking at the few male monks in front of him, as if he were treating an enemy.

They couldn't figure it out, everyone was from the same clan, why could they be so ruthless?

"What are you going to do?" Lin Ruoxin's apricot eyes were red, and he stared at the few Sword Sect disciples in front of him and scolded loudly.

"What can you do?" several Sword Sect monks laughed obscenely.

"Give you two options. ”

"Or, become like these ugly women, and die with no place to bury. ”

"Or, become our forbidden body, become our soul plaything, become our vassal, it's as simple as that, how to choose, beautiful friars, you choose for yourself. ”

After a few people finished speaking, they all laughed, their eyes were extremely high, and they stared at Lin Ruoxin and several female monks and laughed evilly.

"Aren't you afraid that the Sword Sect Elder will be held accountable?" Lin Ruoxin was actually very flustered in his heart.

She looked at the dead friars on the ground, and the big ones were still talking and laughing just now.

But in the blink of an eye, these female companions became corpses and fell to the ground coldly, how could people not feel distressed and frightened?

"Accountability?"

"Haha, do you think the Sword Sect Elder will hold us accountable?" the leader laughed and turned to look at the companions behind him.

The rest of the people also laughed.

"Jokes, accountability, accountability?"

"We are here, if we kill someone, we will say that it is a demon beast, and the demon clan killed it, what responsibility can we have?"

"Could it be that the elders will go to this demon cemetery to slowly track down and collect evidence?"

"In this case, it is really nonsense. ”

Lin Ruoxin's women, when they heard this, suddenly turned pale.

In particular, several of the women trembled and took two steps back.

There was a hint of panic in his eyes.

"What should we do? What should we do now?"

"Why don't we agree for the time being. ”

Some women, already under coercion and intimidation, are bold, and they want to steal their lives.

At a critical juncture, in the face of life and death, how many can be calm and calm?

Lin Ruoxin hurriedly said: "Sisters, no." ”

"Once you become a confiner, become a plaything vassal, you will not be able to do it for the rest of your life, you will be subject to others, you will be happy and free all your life, and you will not be able to do this, you will not be able to promise them. ”

Lin Ruoxin looked farther and hurriedly reminded everyone.

"We know that, but we have to live first. ”

"These senior brothers, the strength is better than ours, instead of resisting and dying, it is better to steal our lives and become soul confinement, which may not be impossible. ”

A few women paused for a moment, with sad faces, and hurriedly explained.

Lin Ruoxin sighed, "You guys are like this, what's the difference between that and death?"

"I won't agree anyway, if you want to, you can go. ”

Lin Ruoxin took a few steps backwards by herself, and suddenly widened the distance between herself and several female monks.

"Sister Ruoxin, sister advises you, it's better to know the current affairs, we are alive to have hope, dignity or anything, it doesn't matter. Some older beauties persuaded Lin Ruoxin.

Lin Ruoxin smiled bitterly, "Your sisters are light, I, Lin Ruoxin, can't stand this burden." ”

Lin Ruoxin's eyes are resolute and his attitude is firm, even if he dies, he will definitely not be a vassal and forbidden to others.

What is the difference between a woman who has no freedom and whose soul is controlled by others, and the walking dead?

To become someone else's plaything and become a beautiful woman, it is better to fight to the death, and there is no regret when you die.

"Yes, like Sister Lin, we will never be insulted by them. ”

There were two women who stood up together and walked to Lin Ruoxin's side, with a resolute expression, and the women did not let their eyebrows go.

The rest of the women sighed, their eyes filled with pity and sympathy.

After sighing softly, they turned to the side of several male sword cultivators.

The male sword cultivators laughed, looking at the beauties beside them, excited.

However, after seeing Lin Ruoxin's three people, his eyes were gloomy and terrifying.

"Since you don't listen to our orders and disobey our orders, then we can only destroy the flowers with our hands. ”

"Don't worry, even if you die, I'll wait a few and keep your corpses warm. ”

After a few sword cultivators finished speaking, they smiled, extremely evil.

Pulled out the flying sword, brushed it, turned into streamers, and killed Lin Ruoxin three times.

These sword cultivators are all fifth-layer sword yuan strength.

The two people around Lin Ruoxin are only the second layer of Jian Yuan, and she is the first layer of Jian Yuan, not long after she entered the inner door.

How can you survive resisting these few people?

Poof, poof.

The two female sword cultivators beside her could not be humiliated, but in the blink of an eye, their chests were pierced by a flying sword.

His eyes widened, and he was very unwilling to die.

Seeing the two of them fall to the ground, Lin Ruoxin's face turned cold.

The spirit sword in his hand is a flick of his backhand.

Sonorous bang.

The sword was shining brightly, and the flames were splashing.

"Huh?"

"It's actually a three-grade spirit sword. ”

"Lao Tzu's sword is only a second-grade spirit sword, and you actually have such a treasure. ”

"Hehe, but, it's just that I have it at this moment, the three-grade spirit sword belongs to me. ”

The flying sword in Lin Ruoxin's hand was given to her by Ning Fan.

She has always been regarded as a personal treasure.

Unexpectedly, people are not guilty, but they are guilty.

The three-grade spirit sword is very valuable, so it immediately aroused several male sword cultivators to be greedy and snatch it.

The attacks became more and more violent, one move after another, and it was impenetrable.

Lin Ruoxin's few moves, danger.

Wearing a purple long skirt, it has been cut in several places between the walks, revealing snow-white skin, and even more blood flows, soaking the Luo skirt.

And a few male monks did not have the slightest pity for the jade.

Only the will to kill people and seize things.

"Little beauty, give me death. ”

Suddenly, one person laughed, and the long sword in his hand moved with his body.

In the blink of an eye, the god had appeared behind Lin Ruoxin without realizing it.

The purple long sword turned into a streamer of light, aiming at Lin Ruoxin's back and stabbing down in an instant.

Once stabbed, blood will inevitably be splashed on the spot, and the fragrance will disappear, and from this generation will be stunning, and it will turn into the five elements of this world, and merge with the earth and air.

Lin Ruoxin secretly said that it was not good, and the blood qi on his back shot out.

The skin is even pierced.

"It seems that I can't get out today. ”

"Ning Fan...... We, there's no chance to see you again. ”

At this moment, Lin Ruoxin was very unwilling in his heart.

There are endless regrets.

Between life and death, in her head, all she thought of was Ning Fan alone.

sighs heavily, making people sad and sad.

"It's the same root, why is it too anxious?"

After Lin Ruoxin sighed, he sighed again.

Heavy and distant, with endless sentimentality and endless anger, the murderous incomparably awe-inspiring.

(End of chapter)