"Bang!"

Qin Yi smashed open the iron door with a fist.

"Di Shao!"

"Ahem!"

"It stinks, what kind of smell is this?"

Zhao Dezhu covered his nose, and his stomach churned.

"It's the smell of corpses."

"Don't rush in yet."

"Cihang Pudu!"

Qin Yitie's face was blue, his hands were sealed, and a piece of the Dharma of the Leiyin Temple burst out from his fingertips, and purple swastikas wandered away, flying to every corner of the building.

The head that Han Dong planted in the building was broken in response to the law.

This kind of head reduction is not powerful, it is just a kind of plague descending, and ordinary cultivation masters with deep internal strength can resist it, but for ordinary people, it is a nightmare. In Southeast Asia, many villages are often subjected to extinct persecution.

It turned out that the head lowering master was doing the trick!

Qin Yi raised his eyebrows and led the people to the corridor, the heavy sword danced horizontally, the sword light swept away, and the iron railings and curtains on the fence were all turned into powder!

Fresh air from the outside world suddenly penetrated in, dispelling the foul smell in the corridor.

Zhao Dezhu was illuminated by the flashlight, and the scene in front of him was shocking, there were people lying on the ground, each of them had extremely hideous faces, and there was a lump of rotten flesh all over his body, which was simply miserable.

"Brutes, these guys who are inferior to beasts, for money, for land, and no means, why didn't God split them?"

While everyone in the Qin Gang was terrified, they all cried bitterly.

Lang Lang Qingtian, there is such a brutal thing, it is really appalling.

The blood on Qin Yi's face faded, pale as snow, he was trembling all over, his heart was dripping blood, and his blood was boiling and burning!

This is Jiangdong under his rule, his Qin gang asks himself to be the public in the world, and righteousness is the first, and Wu'an is a small county town, and under his nose, this kind of tragedy happened.

He is guilty of negligence and dereliction of duty!

Let's ask, if the Qin Gang established a hall here, even if it was a small supervision office and a secret hall branch, maybe Lu Dahua's gang would not dare to be so presumptuous.

Over the past year, he has been busy cultivating, grabbing treasures, and developing the economy, but he has neglected the most essential things.

It wasn't what he wanted, and it was never what he wanted to see.

Looking at the rotting corpses all over the ground, Qin Yi burst into tears!

"Master Hou!"

"As the master of Linxian Hall, it is my responsibility for such a thing, Zhao Dezhu asked the Hou Ye to punish him."

"Sun is guilty, please give Hou Ye a sin."

Zhao Dezhu, Sun Ping'an and others bowed down to apologize to him at the same time.

"I hope everyone will always remember this day, this is the most shameful day of the Qin Gang, a lesson in blood!"

Qin Yi let out a long sigh to the sky.

Packing up their mood, everyone still held on to a glimmer of hope and looked for Di Fengyun's figure in the corpse pile.

"These people are trapped here! Di Shao has been missing for more than seven days, and there is a plague rampant, hey......" Zhao Dezhu didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"He's alive!"

Qin Yi slowly walked to the room at the end of the corridor.

He walked very slowly, the look on his face was tense, and everyone hurriedly followed.

Bang!

Qin Yi kicked the door open.

There was only one bed in the room, and there were three people sitting side by side on the bed, and the flashlight hit their faces covered with rotten sores, and it was a blur!

The three of them stiffened, their eyes were wide open, and their pupils were full of hope!

"Di Shao, it's Di Shao!"

Zhao Dezhu exclaimed in surprise.

"Don't touch them!" Qin Yi raised his hand and said.

He took a deep breath, his mind sensed, Di Fengyun and the young man with glasses still had a breath, but his soul and vitality were close to nothingness, and at this time, he moved recklessly, and as soon as his soul was scattered, he was really hopeless.

Zhao Dezhu and the others hurriedly held their breath and took a step back.

Qin Yi's palm was slowly placed on the top of the two of them, and the Medicine Master Fu and Requiem Dafa were mixed with his true aura into the heavenly spirit at the same time, and it lasted for half a pillar of incense, finally stabilizing the souls of the two and the vitality in their bodies.

"Fetch a bowl of clean water!" Qin Yi turned his head and commanded.

Immediately, a subordinate went downstairs to get clean water, Qin Yi took the Rejuvenation Pill and turned it into a potion, and as soon as his true qi condensed, the potion turned into two hairsprings and slowly entered the nostrils of the two of them.

Di Fengyun felt that he was floating on a dark and boundless sea, and the biting chill, endless darkness and fear, filled his body and mind.

He wanted to struggle, he wanted to fight, but it was all in vain, and he was so fragile on the boundless sea, as if heaven and earth were floating, and he could only fall into darkness forever until he lost the last trace of faith.

Suddenly, he heard someone calling out to him.

"Fengyun, Fengyun, it's time to come back!"

"Your task has been completed, Fang Ya is still waiting for you at home, I, Wei Wei, and Ning Xin all need you, come back."

An icy voice suddenly pierced through the darkness, shocking the desperate Di Fengyun.

Just when he was startled, the dark sky suddenly tore a gap, and Qin Hou's cold face appeared in the air, and he shouted: "Wow! ”

Suddenly, the void collapsed, the sea disappeared, and everything in front of me was rapidly magnifying and slowly becoming real.

"Ahh

"Whew!"

Di Fengyun's dilapidated pupils regathered, like a drowning man, breathing heavily, his hands scratching and beating, and he suddenly woke up.

"Fengyun, Fengyun, it's me!"

"I'm Qin Yi, your classmate, your brother!"

"Do you still know me?"

Qin Yi grabbed his hand tightly and asked softly.

Di Fengyun trembled all over, babbling in his mouth and making a gibble sound, and it took a while to come back to his senses, and his spirit regained his clarity and saw the person in front of him clearly.

"Master Hou, is it you, eldest brother?" Qin Yi, who Di Fengyun couldn't believe it, said happily.

"Fengyun, it's me, I'm Qin Yi, I'm here to take you home." Qin Yi clenched his hand hard and said forcefully.

"Wow!"

"Big brother, I knew you would definitely look for me, I knew you would definitely come."

"You know what? I have been looking forward to it for a century, for countless days and nights, and I have died and lived, and I have been born and died, and I have ......"

Di Fengyun hugged Qin Yi, like a Qin brother who had been separated for many years, howling and crying, telling about the torment of waiting days.

Although he was only trapped for seven days, because he was always in a dark and desperate environment, a day was comparable to a century, and he was fighting against death and despair every second, relying on his absolute belief in Qin Hou's great supernatural powers.

Thankfully, faith made him wait for hope, defeated death, and he finally came back.

"Fengyun, I know what you've suffered!"

"You can go home right away, take a hot shower, have a good meal, and everything will be fine."

Qin Yi clasped his shoulders and comforted him with a smile.

When he had just given Di Fengyun the true qi of the spell, he had already understood the suffering he had suffered these days, and this kind of suffering, when he first arrived in hell, he had also tasted it, a hundred times more cruel than this, a thousand times, so at this moment, he also felt the same and silently wept.

(End of chapter)