At night, the stars flickered in the sky, Chen Jun always thought that there would be a timely rain, but the night was full of stars. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info town, three or three torches, hula and two set off a beating flame, in the wind left and right swaying bewitching light.

The man had been waiting where Jun had parked his car, and Jun was coming out. Shan Xing must follow all the way, and Jun has no choice but to disguise her as a man, pretending to be a partner who has come with her.

Although he raised a torch in his hand, the road surface was uneven and it was really difficult to walk. Stumbling and walking on the potholed mountain road, Chen Jun observed that there were a lot of people who came to the mountain to gather on the way under the condition of dark sight visibility.

Coming to the top of the mountain, under a low cliff, there are countless stars winding and twinkling, this spectacle is like the stars flashing in the sky. Except for the cold wind stirring the static plants, almost no one made a sound. People looked up in reverence at a man in a black cloak standing on a cliff, who also held a torch in his hand.

The man's voice was loud, loudly and unscrupulously proclaiming some fallacies. At the foot of the cliff, these people whose minds have been blinded by ignorance put their hands on their heads one by one, as if listening to the sound of heaven.

Chen Jun's hand touched the pistol tucked in his waist several times, but he calmly put it down several times. The mountain apricot beside him kept his head down, not daring to make a big noise.

The scene in front of him reminded Chen Jun of the incident that happened in Shenzhen, which was also an evil organization. It is also to propagate some groundless and illogical theories to confuse people's minds.

The situation was very different from that one, it was scattered and crowded. Moreover, most of them are farmers who farm, and they do not have even the most superficial cultural attainment. Not to mention the reasoning, the ignorant brain is instigated by these cults to channel some unhealthy information into the brain, praying for how to get something for nothing, how to live forever.

With the chatter of the cult leader on the cliff in his ears, Chen Jun tried his best to hold back the anger in his heart. After three hours of training, the man in the cloak on the cliff was satisfied, and waved his hand arrogantly, domineeringly, and contrivedly. In the respectful eyes of everyone, like the stars holding the moon, they gradually moved away from Chen Jun's sight surrounded by countless figures and torches.

You can't let this guy out of sight. Thinking like this, Chen Jun grabbed the apricot chop and pulled the crowd away, squeezing all the way to follow.

Chen Jun and Shan Xing walked on a mountain road that was not wide again, and they felt that they were returning to 'Mulong Town. The man who came with him just now told him that the next step after the training was the lottery ceremony, which one was drawn last time, and tonight there will be a solemn ceremony of tempering, which is the so-called flying immortal in the mouth of the cult.

The sky grew deeper, and the stars before didn't know if it was because they were sensitive enough to face a horrific killing, or because it was late at night. The stars ducked into the deep clouds, and in an instant the sky became as dark as ink. The torches held high all the way are like a lively and moving dragon, rushing towards the 'Wooden Dragon Town'.

The black color is like viscous plasma, and the people in the plasma have a gloomy face. Above their heads, the cult that appeared in their sight in the name of God was silently shrouded, and the shackles of death created firmly locked their minds. The blood seemed to freeze in their veins, and they lost their human vitality several times, and their bodies were as stiff as the zombies they played on TV.

Although Chen Jun didn't know what Qiu Leiyu's purpose was, he said that it was not a good sign. Judging from the situation told by Shan Xing, 'Mulong Town' has been tempered by several people. The bones of the humans, however, were ravaged and deprived in further and greater fear. All people are afraid in their hearts, so they will sprout the practice of finding someone to replace the lottery when they are afraid that they will not be able to do so.

But there is a possibility that Chen Jun's thinking will emerge, that is, the other party is creating resentment and resentment. Maybe Qiu Leiyu may know that people's mental power will evolve into a super resentful power. This devil is trying to create death, is Ben the Great Summoning Technique preparing?

I thought of a living being, so destroyed by this devil hidden in the shadows. Chen Jun's chest was uncomfortable, this matter could not be made public, and it could not disturb people's hearts. Besides; The opponent is very cunning and ferocious, who knows how many of his disciples are hidden in the crowd? Who are the crowds?

After a burst of cranky thoughts, he unconsciously came to the door of the ancestral hall with the flow of people. Looking at it, the people who were pressed by the black pressure were all in high spirits. Chen Jun felt that an external force was pushing him forward, and he was still moving forward. His hand grabbed Shan Xing, and a trace of regret flashed in his heart, he shouldn't have taken this girl with him, if there is anything wrong, it will not be good.

At this time, Chen Jun, who was deeply surrounded by a heavy crowd, did not feel afraid. His sharp eyes stared sharply at the shirtless men standing at the door of the ancestral hall. At the bottom of his eyes, the cold and hard lip lines pulled out, drawing out a terrifying coldness.

The man who followed closely behind Chen Jun seemed to be afraid that Jun would get out of his sight, so he hurried slowly. Finally finds Jun and Yama and asks Jun to give him a torch.

Chen Jun indifferently refused the other party's request, and the torch was the only hope in the darkness. Without torches, he would be like a blind man, and he might fall into the trap dug by these cult organizations at any point. After Joon refused the other party's request, the man didn't question anything, but he clung to the two of them every inch.

People were muttering whispers that Chen Jun couldn't understand, and some people collected torches in the crowd, put them away, and extinguished them on the spot. It seems that the activity is about to begin, and evil can only be carried out in darkness forever, because it is an unseemly act.

At this moment, there was a commotion, and people naturally dispersed a road formed by a human wall. From the other end of the road, several men in black cloaks hurried by, their faces hidden in the cloaks that could not be seen, giving people an extremely shocking reverie.

The torch in Chen Jun's hand was also put away, and he felt that the hand holding Shan Xing was a little slippery. Needless to say, he knows that it comes from sweat. I don't know if it's the sweat of Yama Xing, or his own.

Because Chen Jun is eager to know, who is about to be transformed in the secret room? If you are nervous, you must sweat. How could he not be nervous, as time went on, Joongo was so nervous that his back was sweating.

The man who had been watching his side suddenly nodded to Chen Jun and motioned for him not to leave. So he hurried away from the two of them and went to the gate.

A man in a black cloak at the gate whispered something in the man's ear.

Then there was another commotion in the crowd, and the man came to Chen Jun's side with a happy look on his face, grabbed his hand, and said excitedly: "Hey! Congratulations, brother. You are drawn to the Engagement Ritual. ”

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