Eventually, though, he took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to walk forward. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info There was a bit of caution in his heavy steps...... Perhaps too focused and wary of the movement ahead, he didn't notice Wei Fei and a few of his classmates following him.

It wasn't long before he saw the hapless monk who was still excited when his face was cut in half, a human head with a terrified expression, and a badly injured monk lying on the ground covered in blood...... This shocking and terrifying scene unsettled Wen Xi.

The weak, almost unable to speak, the seriously injured monk, when he saw Lin Xinhao's hand clearly, it was as if he suddenly saw the hope of life and the possibility of being rescued, so he tried to raise his head and squirm his lips weakly, and he really sent him an anxious and subtle cry for help.

"Save ...... Help me, save me......" Listening to the dying cries of the monks on the ground, Wen Xi hesitated. In the end, he squatted down, helped him stop the bleeding, and fed him some pills to nourish blood and replenish qi, and then got up and said: "This is not as good as the outside world, I have done everything I can do, and whether I succeed or not depends on your creation." After Wen Xi finished speaking, he raised his feet and walked forward. But the seriously injured monk was a little unwilling, and he looked up with difficulty.

Wen Xi took two steps and suddenly stopped. The seriously injured monk's eyes lit up suddenly, and he even looked happy. I only heard his weak cry for help: "Help...... Save people and save ...... In the end, send the Buddha...... Give...... Sent to the West ......" "Bang" The back of his head slammed to the ground because of exhaustion, and the person was even more out of breath and relaxed with him. Wen Xi clutched the small porcelain medicine bottle with a thin neck, frowned and turned around.

He had planned to leave this bottle of healing and blood-nourishing elixir for him, but he was really unhappy with this inch. Looking at the seriously injured monk on the ground who was wheezing for breath, Wen Xi couldn't help but clench the thin-necked porcelain bottle in his hand. However, he finally stepped forward and put the jade bottle next to the seriously injured monk, while staring at him and couldn't help but say coldly: "To be a man is to be content, to be grateful." ”

The seriously injured monk was slightly stunned when he said this, but Wen Xi got up and left. But what Wen Xi didn't expect was that there was more resentment and cold light in the other party's eyes, as if Wen Xi was his enemy. That posture, if he doesn't die this time, then the next time he sees Wen Xi, he will definitely meet each other...... Maybe Wen Xi also faintly felt something, and shook his head lightly with a helpless smile.

Soon, in the dim corridor, except for the rhythmic footsteps that were fading away, Wen Xi's figure was no longer visible. The badly wounded monk lay on the ground, but his face was gnashing with hatred...... Not long after, there was a slightly noisy sound of footsteps in the hallway, and it sounded like there were quite a few people. This made the seriously injured monk excited again, and he felt that he had definitely survived this time. Several figures approached in the dark.

At the head was Wei Fei, who showed hatred on his face, and his fierce eyes looked a little hideous. Behind him were a few monks dressed in the same clothes as him, and they looked much more nervous. Among them, there was even a person who held a sheathed sword tightly in both hands to his chest, and a head with a nervous expression looked around from time to time...... It felt like something horrible could pop up around at any moment.

When they saw the monk who had been cut in half, the head with a frightened expression, and the seriously injured monk, some of them turned pale and vomited with a 'wow' on their waists...... Some people vomited, and some people quickly covered their mouths with pale faces. To say that Wei Fei is also a ruthless character, after a short shock, he turned around with a dissatisfied face and glared at a few of his fellow disciples fiercely.

It felt like a little contempt, that they weren't productive...... Although his face was a little pale and sweaty. The environment here is dangerous, and they have not only relied on the sect to do their homework, but they have also seen it with their own eyes in this magnificent ancient building. Therefore, they did not approach the ground in a hurry, but only after careful confirmation did they boldly come forward. Seeing the expectant look in the seriously injured monk's eyes, Wei Fei sneered.

When Wei Fei reached out and groped around the seriously injured monk, the seriously injured monk suddenly woke up, he was really anxious. Regaining some strength, he grabbed Wei Fei, but in exchange for Wei Fei's merciless kick. The force of this kick was really not light, and it almost didn't make him faint on the spot, and the wound that had stopped bleeding collapsed again, and bright red blood flowed out of the cracked wound again.

At this time, the seriously injured monk couldn't care about the Qiankun bag that Wei Fei had taken away, and he was really panicked. Because he knew that if he continued like this, he would really die...... Holding the Qiankun bag in his hand, Wei Fei smiled proudly, and took the bottle of healing and blood healing pill beside him with his hand. When it was over, Wei Fei didn't forget to look at the seriously injured monk on the ground with an anxious and panicked expression on his face, and then left.

Seeing that Wei Fei had gained sweetness from the seriously injured monk, the rest of the fellow disciples were jealous and hateful. So their eyes were all on the monk's corpse, which had been neatly split in half. Wei Fei and the others no longer felt frightened and disgusted, and gathered around the corpse in a miserable state. Another Qiankun bag, the contents of which were divided among several people this time.

Finally, several people showed a more or less satisfied look on their faces, of course, there were still people who were unwilling and felt depressed and aggrieved. After all, it is impossible to divide the contents of the Qiankun bag so evenly, and there are still people in the middle who bully others...... "I still have something, you, you just need to save me......" The seriously injured monk said with red eyes and almost pleading, but he was dripping blood with hatred in his heart.

He was too naïve to think that he would be able to get the help of Wei Fei and his cadres, but in exchange for extremely cruel torture to extract a confession...... In the screams of pain, the seriously injured monk probably realized that he was afraid that he would not survive, so he viciously looked at these monks who were brutally tortured on him, and did not hesitate to use the method of self-destruction of the foundation and burning qi and blood, so that the spiritual power of the true yuan increased dramatically......

"Boom!" The entire hallway seemed to shake, and wisps of dust fell. Wen Xi, who heard this movement, frowned and looked back, for some reason he thought of the seriously injured monk...... Not only him, but also Lin Xinhao, the other monks in this magnificent building, as close as they were close, almost heard this loud noise. But few people think about blowing themselves up.

Of course, everyone didn't have the leisure to pay attention to these movements, and after a short period of doubt, everyone was busy getting opportunities and looking for benefits. Despite timely detection, Wei Fei and his cadres still hung the lottery, cut the waist of the waist, and dragged away...... The scene was bloody.