Chapter 487: Disemboweling

"It's so quiet in this village!"

"This is where the evil thing was born?"

"Don't say it, I always feel hairy when I stop here!"

After getting out of the car, the rest of the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect all exchanged their heads and ears.

Lechuan just walked slowly to the open space of the mountain village, and his light eyes scanned the structure of the entire mountain village.

From the perspective of the five elements of gossip, the mountain village is the easiest place to gather ghosts, otherwise there would be no such thing as many spirits in the mountains.

But the pattern of this mountain village should be guided by insiders.

Therefore, it is difficult to gather souls.

In other words, no matter how many people die here, no matter how many disasters occur, there will be no unjust spirits gathered here, let alone delusional ghosts.

There is a gap in the northwest direction.

That opening should be the dredging place, and all the wandering spirits and wild ghosts or resentment are all going through the opening in the northwest direction.

The formation of the insider.

And the road is not shallow.

Lechuan took everything in his eyes, and then said to the rest of the senior brothers, "Find a clean bed, carry it to the center, and put the woman on it." ”

As soon as the words fell, someone immediately went to do it.

This time, there were a total of 12 brothers who came out of Lechuan.

Although because of the early entry, some of the Tiandaomen disciples can still call Le Chuan a senior brother with a shy face, but when they really need to work, they don't dare to push it to the junior brother!

In the monastic world, the strong are respected.

Lechuan is the most talented and calmest person among the younger generation of disciples of Tiandaomen.

Although they are the same brothers, the rest of the brothers actually put Lechuan in the high-level position of the Tiandaomen.

……

If you want anything in this mountain village, you can just go to each house and find it.

Not much.

A clean and tidy wooden bed has been placed in the center of the open area of the mountain village, and everything is according to Lechuan's instructions.

Song Yulu was lying on the bed.

She was dazed, and her mind was slightly awake.

Finding that more than ten young men around him were watching, he suddenly came to his senses and exclaimed.

"Ahh Who are you? ”

As he spoke, he struggled to get out of bed.

Lechuan only frowned slightly.

Awake?

The awake woman was a little noisy.

"Hold her in place with a rope." Lechuan said as he took the bed as the starting point, seemingly inadvertently walking around the range of 5 meters of the bed.

In fact, a circle was measured.

After measuring a circle of nearly 5 meters around the bed, a point is set every three steps, and when everything is measured, the mouth is slowly spoken.

"Senior brothers, find your place and protect the Dharma for me."

The remaining 12 disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect sat on the 12 points that Lechuan had just set, and everyone formed a circle and surrounded Song Yulu in the center.

"What? What are you going to do? ”

Song Yulu was tied to the bed with a long rope and couldn't move.

An inexplicable panic swept over my heart.

She's scared!

"I warn you, you'd better not mess around, do you know who the father of my child is?"

Lechuan just bent down slowly, then took out a dagger as thin as a cicada's wings from the bottom of his boots, took out a silk handkerchief, and slowly rubbed the dagger.

Song Yulu trembled with fright.

Her intuition told her that these people were not teasing her, and the other party's purpose seemed to be very clear, it was for her stomach!

"Don't be impulsive, you can discuss things slowly! The child in my belly is the child of Ye Mingshan, the boss of the Dong'an Gang, what do you want? Just say it, and I'll give it all! ”

She still clings to the last bit of luck.

And the young man with the dagger in his hand was unheard.

He obviously looked like such a gentle and elegant man, with slender fingers like bamboo bones, and a dagger as thin as a cicada's wings. Even if he has a murder weapon in his hand, it does not give people any sense of threat.

makes people feel that even if he is holding a murder weapon, this man is also a gentleman who is as gentle as jade.

But at this moment, the gentleman had already walked to the bedside.

Song Yulu just watched like that......

The other person leans over.

Slowly unbutton her blouse with her fingers.

His fingers were cold, and when he accidentally touched her skin, Song Yulu even felt as if he had touched an ice cube.

And the 12 disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect who were sitting in a circle were already beginning to recite words in their mouths one by one.

The 12 Heavenly Dao Sect disciples began to emerge with a small sword in their eyebrows.

Because these young disciples are not very profound, only one small sword appeared in the center of some eyebrows, and two appeared in the center of some eyebrows.

A small golden sword appeared, and it was the lowest-level layman.

The one who emerged with two small golden swords was a slightly higher level of Daoist.

As the formation gradually formed, golden light gradually appeared on the 12 Heavenly Dao Sect disciples, and then shrouded in the circular air.

……

"Please...... Don't ......"

Song Yulu felt the cold blade, and when she gestured on her belly, her eyes were full of tears.

Since she went to Ye Mingshan, it can be said that she wants the wind to be windy, to be rainy, no one is afraid, and anyone can say a sentence or two!

But I've never been so helpless!

She's scared!

I'm really scared!

"Have I offended you before? Shall I kneel down and kowtow to you? I beg you...... Spare my child! ”

However, Lechuan always looked as usual.

Even when Song Yulu cried, the pear blossoms brought rain, and her voice was choked, which made people feel soft involuntarily.

Cola Chuan, there is no feeling of soft-heartedness.

"It's not your child in your belly."

Lechuan just said lightly.

After speaking, the movement of the fingertips is extraordinarily neat.

The incomparably thin dagger had already cut Song Yulu's belly without hesitation......

"Ahh

Severe pain hit.

Song Yulu felt that the whole shell was not her own at that moment, and she wanted to roll in pain, but she couldn't move because she was firmly tied by a rope.

I could only scream one after another.

Her belly!

Her children!

Blood rushed out of the wound, and Lechuan only leaned down slightly, not letting the blood splash on himself.

Song Yulu's mournful cry gradually weakened.

It's as if it's losing its voice.

However, Lechuan did not let down any vigilance, and sure enough, in the next moment......

The woman who was already angry suddenly burst into her eyes!

A pair of eyes seemed to be bloodshot, red as a beast!

Struggling desperately, he almost broke the rope.

A low roar came out of his throat, and he wanted to fight hard, fight to the death!

Lechuan has a calm atmosphere.

The three golden swords in the center of the eyebrows were shining brightly, and the whole person was as warm as a fairy, and at this moment, it looked even more like a god, sacrosanct!