Chapter 41: Chen Qiao'er is missing, White Lotus Holy Sect

"I, Hu Hansan, are back again!"

Su Jichen looked at the bustling Fucheng and laughed.

Although he hadn't arrived home yet, after arriving at Dazhen, he saw those rookies who were arrogant and domineering in the body refining realm, and felt very kind.

"This is the right way to open it, what Divine Sea Realm, Immortal Stream or wait until I am an adult."

All the things he encountered along the way were some unprovoked existences, which made Su Jichen very unhappy.

Finally returned to Dazhen, and the air was filled with a sweet smell.

Su Jichen took a deep breath of free breath and choked and coughed.

"I'll go, what a taste."

The pungent smell almost didn't make Su Jichen die on the spot.

His sense of smell was so sensitive that such an impact was like a stinking nuclear bomb exploding on the tip of his nose.

After coughing for a while, Su Jichen looked into the distance, a stinky man was sitting on the side of the road, looking stupid, and there was unknown saliva sliding from the corners of his mouth.

"Huh?"

Su Jichen looked at the beggar, how could he feel a little familiar.

"Chen Qingquan?"

Looking at the beggar in surprise, Su Jichen recognized the other party.

Although Chen Qingquan became more sloppy at this time, Su Jichen could vaguely recognize the other party.

"Eun Gong?"

Chen Qingquan, who was originally pretending to be crazy and stupid, became excited when he saw his former benefactor.

"Please save Qiao'er."

Chen Qingquan rushed in front of Su Jichen, and his head hit the ground one after another.

Su Jichen frowned, stopped him from continuing to kowtow, and asked, "What's going on?" ”

Shouldn't Chen Qingquan be in Qingshui City, why did he come to Fucheng at this time.

The two are thousands of miles apart, and Chen Qingquan's arrival made Su Jichen puzzled.

Chen Qingquan was originally enlightened by Su Jichen and determined to lead the Chen family back to the top, but at this time, his appearance was even more depressed.

The hidden secret made Chen Qingquan cry.

"Qiao'er was captured by them, Qiao'er was captured by a group of people in red clothes and white flowers, in order to find her, I came all the way from Qingshui City to Fucheng."

"Red clothes and white flowers?"

Su Jichen pondered for a moment, but did not find an impression of this force from the [Yuanben Era].

Chen Qingquan's face became frightened, and he said, "That group of people claiming to be the White Lotus Holy Sect is searching for children everywhere and taking them away, I followed a White Lotus Sect disciple at a time and saw ......."

It seems that the picture of that time appeared in front of him, Chen Qingquan Rao is immersion in the library these days, and he couldn't help but tremble.

His lips turned white, and he said, "They chiseled the child's head open and took out the brain to use it as an alchemy." ”

"What?!"

Su Jichen's face turned cold, using human brains to refine the pill, this White Lotus Holy Sect is no different from a cult.

Although Chen Qingquan followed for several days, he still lost the trace of the White Lotus Holy Sect, and he waited for several days without giving up, and finally waited for another chance.

It was also at that time that Chen Qingquan knew what this so-called White Lotus Holy Sect was.

At the same time, Chen Qiaoer's worries are even stronger.

Seeing Su Jichen was like grasping the last straw, he knew that the White Lotus Holy Sect was a cult, and the people inside were not something that he could deal with after reading for a few days.

Su Jichen said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I will find Qiao'er back." ”

His face was heavy, and it was probably not easy to find Chen Qiao'er.

He asked, "Are there any objects from Chen Qiao'er?" ”

"Yes!"

Chen Qingquan hurriedly took out a wooden hairpin.

Originally, Chen Qiaoer's wooden hairpin was broken and handed over to Chen Qingquan, who had recently learned the craftsman's method, for repair, but he didn't think about turning around, and Chen Qiaoer was taken away.

Su Jichen took the wooden hairpin, opened his sense of smell, and took a deep breath.

His sense of smell is a million times that of a dog, and it is not a problem to find someone......

"Ahem...... Spicy eyes, ah no, spicy nose, do you put this thing close to you? ”

Su Jichen almost died again, the smell was so spicy that it even made him cough up tears.

Chen Qingquan's old face turned red and said embarrassedly: "In order to make it easier to track them, I jumped into the manure tank. ”

"You are a real man, I admire."

Su Jichen took a few steps back quietly, glanced at the hairpin that Chen Qingquan took out closely, and after struggling several times, he approached again.

It's still a familiar smell, but in the stench like a nuclear bomb, there is a subtle hint of girlish body fragrance.

Extracting the taste, Su Jichen was about to start a search.

"Wait, stay away from me first."

Thinking of the nuclear bomb just now, Su Jichen immediately asked Chen Qingquan to stay away from him.

After Chen Qingquan was a little farther away from him, Su Jichen began to smell.

Countless scents swarmed at this moment, and Su Jichen sifted through them one by one.

Finally, among the millions of scents, I found that trace of the same taste.

"Bloody."

Su Jichen smelled the smell of blood not far from Chen Qiao'er's scent, and his face turned pale.

An arrow rushed out, and he quickly walked through the crowd.

Chen Qingquan hurriedly caught up, relying on the stench of nuclear bombs on his body, and those people gave way to him one after another.

"It's faded."

Su Jichen frowned, and Chen Qiao'er's taste became lighter, which is not a good thing.

If it's gone, I'm afraid you'll never find it again.

He stepped up his pace and soon disappeared from Chen Qingquan's sight.

The control of his body made him fall like a feather within a wall.

"The gore in here has become heavier, and it has a nasty smell."

Su Jichen landed silently, like a big gecko climbing up the house quickly.

Relying on his superior hearing, he heard the few droplets of water inside.

The water droplets are very regular, and the drops are rhythmic one by one.

"Wait another day, and you can open your skull."

"Only after experiencing despair and nearing death can such a brain refine the best Three Boy God Brain Pills."

The sound of conversation came into his ears, and Su Jichen checked the [Jin Dan Lu] in his mind, and quickly found the record of the Three Children's Divine Brain Pill.

Take the child's brain, add elixir and evil qi to refine, after taking it, you can temporarily improve your strength and wisdom.

The cruelty of this elixir is not only to take human brains for refining, but also to torture people to the verge of death, and then take out the brains alive when they are conscious.

Even when it was removed, the man's consciousness was so clear that he could clearly perceive that his skull had been chiseled open.

This Dan is too evil, and it is known as the great evil in the world in [Jindanlu].

"Using this method to refine the pill, this White Lotus Cult is really damned."

The coldness in Su Jichen's eyes was revealed, and he marked death for the White Lotus Sect disciples hiding inside.

After there was no human voice inside, only the sound of one person's breathing remained, Su Jichen entered from the roof.

"Organs?"

Glancing at the place where it was dressed as a study, Su Jichen sneered.

If there is an aura fluctuation in the formation that will be detected by people, these people are cautious.

However, this also saved Su Jichen some troubles, and directly brute force.

Facing the door of the machine, a dark force hit it, and the lock pins inside quickly broke.

And the place where he was hit was unscathed, this hand is difficult for even those martial arts masters to do, and only Su Jichen's terrifying hearing and physical control can be.

Su Jichen quietly entered it.

After going through layers of mechanism, he met a teenager who had been bound.

There was desperation in the boy's eyes, and there was a drip above his head.

Drops of water smashed on the forehead of the immobile boy, destroying his will and eventually crumbling to the point of madness.