"This thing is very evil, it is normal and sometimes abnormal, even I can't control it as always, especially in your hands!" Zhuo Yifan said with a smile. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Then didn't I pick up a broken thing, it's useless!"

"If you can't pull it out, so to speak, it won't do anything. ”

After hearing this, the woman thought for a while, and then said with a smile: "I didn't take this sword for myself, but for our pavilion master, I can't pull it out, she can naturally pull it out!"

Grandma?

Zhuo Yifan was very puzzled, although he didn't know who the woman in front of him was and which gang she belonged to, but looking at her formation, she looked like a big gate faction, and the one called the grandmother in the big gate faction was Tianxiang Pavilion?

"You're from Tianxiang Pavilion?"

The woman was suddenly startled when she heard this, but soon said calmly: "You don't care which sect it is, I will take you to us today, and naturally you will know which sect I am from." But before I can take you away, I'm going to have to keep these filthy and hateful men gone. ”

After saying that, she took out some white powdery stuff from her body, sprinkled it on the dead body, and then pointed a little with her right hand, and the corpse began to burn.

The fire burned from one corpse to another, mixed with the crackling sound of burning human skin, and the thick smell of human flesh spread around, smelling like roasting ribs.

The flames on the corpse then spread to the surrounding houses, and soon the Flying Dragon Gate helm was on fire, obscuring the sky and the sun.

And the woman went to Zhuo Yifan's body a little, fixed his acupoint, and then took off a hairpin from her head, and gently flicked it towards the hole of the shackles, and the shackles and handcuffs suddenly opened.

Then she ordered her entourage to put Zhuo Yifan on a carriage at the door, and galloped towards the front, leaving only the thick black smoke of the Feilongmen rudder and the fragrant smell of human flesh.

The raging fire burned more and more, the flames soared into the sky, and in the blazing flames, there were constantly screams, like killing pigs, which was the tragic situation of the seriously injured disciples of the Flying Dragon Sect being burned.

Zhuo Yifan was still listening intently in the carriage, listening to the fainter and weaker sound. Yesterday was not a lifetime, but today it has disappeared, the world has changed too suddenly, and the so-called eternity is only the eternity in front of us.

Zhuo Yifan was pondering, immersed in what people's desires for life and death are. Qiu Wancheng spent his whole life chasing the so-called fame and fortune, but it turned out to be an empty one, and he ended up dying miserably when he should have enjoyed the joy of family.

However, for Qiu Wancheng's approach, Zhuo Yifan does not think that it is wrong, everyone can hardly predict what is going to happen, and will do their best to pursue it, what he thought was right at the time, he could not be determined that he was wrong because the result was bad and tragic, this kind of practice of reversing the process with the result is undesirable and unfair.

The carriage was still moving forward, and the Feilongmen rudder was getting farther and farther away, just like the grievances and grievances with Qiu Wancheng, drifting farther and farther away with the residual temperature of the remaining fires......

As time passed, Zhuo Yifan felt that the air in the carriage was getting fresher and fresher, and there was no noisy sound around, which was very quiet.

This went on and on, and after some time he became a little drowsy, so he sat down in the carriage and fell asleep.

Time shifts from day to night and from night to day.

Zhuo Yifan felt that the air outside the carriage was fresher and thinner at this time, which made people feel refreshed, this kind of experience can only be experienced in the deep mountains of the West Harrier Cold Iceberg, and it can be seen that the place where it is driving must also be an inaccessible deep mountain forest.

There were two masked women in front of him, sitting on both sides of the carriage, monitoring Zhuo Yifan's every move, they didn't look at him, they didn't speak, like living dead.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of birds and insects sounded all around, adding to the sense of tranquility.

The carriage is still moving, there are no big bumps, it can be seen that the terrain is still very flat, from this Zhuo Yifan speculated, it may be in the Central Plains now.

Except for a few horse changes on the way, the carriage did not stop at all, but Zhuo Yifan was blindfolded and did not have a chance to see the things around him clearly.

Just as he guessed what was going on around him, the carriage suddenly stopped.

"Aunt Tsing Yi, we've arrived. ”

A woman's voice rang out.

"Okay, get him down. ”

The voice from the carriage behind replied.

Soon, Zhuo Yifan was taken down, still blindfolded.

"Take off his blindfold, put on that Ugin shackle, and the acupuncture can be undone. The voice in the carriage behind continued.

As soon as the blindfold was taken off, Zhuo Yifan couldn't stop crying, he didn't dare to open his eyes completely, he could only open his eyelids slightly, and glimpsed everything around him through the gap in his eyes.

His hands and feet were bound together as a whole, and it was the shackles of the Ugin locks, which made it difficult for him to break free, even if he had internal strength.

"Let's go, our great prince Zhuo. The woman in Tsing Yi said happily, and by this time she had already taken off her mask.

Her appearance and posture surprised Zhuo Yifan a little.

She is not very old, she looks like she is in her twenties, her figure is concave and convex, especially the slender jade legs make people yearn for it infinitely, and her delicate face is even more exquisite, her skin is fair, and her skin is like clotted fat, like a jade carving. Her eyes are very attentive, and at first glance she knows the world.

This woman Zhuo Yifan hadn't seen it before, but her voice was a little familiar, a bit like the voice of the green-clothed Shura Xiangyi, but it was not Xiangyi.

"Who are you?" said Zhuo Yifan.

"We've seen it, and as for who it is, you'll find out later. The woman smiled.

"What kind of place is this?" Zhuo Yifan continued.

"Don't worry, you'll know when you should know. "The woman is not distempered.

Zhuo Yifan looked around and found that there were all tall trees, all kinds of them, such a rich tree species, it seemed to be a big forest, and it might be a primeval forest.

"Take him down, take good care of him, and don't make any mistakes!" said the woman in Tsing Yi.

Several women walked quickly, they were respectful to the woman in Tsing Yi, and immediately escorted Zhuo Yifan away, and after a while, he was taken to an open space.

As far as the eye can see, there are all renovated houses all around, and judging from their decoration, it must be a family that is either rich or noble, and can afford to build such a magnificent house.

He was then pushed into a room with many rooms, which could be seen as cells.

Near the inside, Zhuo Yifan was put in a cell. The cells were built with round iron pillars, with a gap the size of half a head in the middle, and the cells could see each other.