Chapter 393: Che Zhibing's Fate (1)
At the same time, in this small space, there were strange gusts of cold wind, which sounded like ghosts crying wolf.
With such a strange picture, if ordinary people were present, I am afraid that they would be scared and fainted immediately, right?
In front of him, the deputy director activated the formation, and when he was about to sacrifice the soul and flesh of the last person in the formation, Lu Zijia, who was originally standing obediently on the side, suddenly spoke.
"Lane friend, aren't you running yet? If you don't run, it's going to be too late. ”
Lu Zijia's words sounded a little playful, but it made Che Zhibing's heart chuckle suddenly.
At this moment, he suddenly met the strange old eyes of the deputy director, and the uneasiness and fear in his heart were even worse.
At first, he didn't understand what dumb riddles the two were playing, and he didn't understand what Lu Zijia meant by more than her, but at this moment, he seemed to understand a little.
But how is that possible?!
Although the Maoshan faction does not prohibit fellow disciples from fighting the law, they must not kill fellow disciples, otherwise they will be expelled from the sect, and they will also be hunted down by the sect to the ends of the earth.
If Uncle Shi attacks him, he won't be afraid of being hunted down by the sect?
Seeing his suspicious appearance, wanting to escape but not daring to escape, Lu Zijia seemed to know what he was thinking, and explained to him one by one 'kindly'.
"This formation arranged by your uncle belongs to the evil magic formation, and nine human lives have been sacrificed before you, plus you are just ten human lives.
As long as you sacrifice ten living appointments, your uncle thinks that you can use this formation to succeed in my retribution, don't you think it's ridiculous?
This kind of yin damage and lack of morality is also up to you Maoshan faction people to think of. ”
Although Lu Zijia had a smile on his face, his tone was cold and piercing, as if it was like a cold thorn, which hurt people.
"Oh no, the most ridiculous thing is not this incident, but that your uncle actually skinned the faces of more than a dozen women in order to pursue her appearance, and tried to stick it on her own face.
In order to make the skin more natural, before peeling off the skin of those women, those women were still alive. ”
Speaking of this, Lu Zijia paused, and turned to look at the vice president, "Am I right?" ”
Following Lu Zijia's words, I saw that the deputy director did not refute, but smiled weirdly.
Che Zhibing's face became more and more pale, and the intense fear in his heart made his body tremble, and his feet almost subconsciously retreated.
However, he had just taken a step back when he found himself as if he had been frozen in place, unable to take another step.
Compared with Che Zhibing's fear, the vice president looked at Lu Zijia with appreciation, "Little girl, you know a lot, I think the director told you that, right?"
didn't wait for Lu Zijia to answer, then said again, "It seems that the kid from the director has already suspected the old way, and he really can't be underestimated!"
Lu Zijia ignored her exclamation, nodded and admitted happily, "Yes, the director secretly told me, and asked me to stay away from you and not be alone with you."
Oh, by the way, the commissioner, he asked me to let him know when you look for me!"
"Actually, although the director is a little bit of an iron rooster, he is still a good person, at least he is upright, isn't he?
But you, the deputy director, have killed so many people, and after you die, I'm afraid you'll be sent to the eighteenth layer of hell.
Oh, look at me so much, Deputy Director, you are also a Heavenly Master, how could you not know that you have killed too many evils, and you will be sent to the eighteenth layer of hell to be punished?"