The old beggar was stunned and scolded, "Let's go!"

Ling Chong ignored him, looked at the beautiful woman and said seriously, "Sister, if I enter this house, will I die?"

The beautiful woman smiled charmingly: "Drink some of your blood, you won't die, and you can live for a long time, don't be afraid." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Hmm. ”

Ling Chong calmed down a lot, but as soon as he stepped into this hall, his heart immediately became nervous again, the black in this hall could not see his five fingers, and the quiet needle drop could be heard, as if some dark monster had swallowed all the light, which was extremely terrifying.

The old beggar's voice sounded: "Boss, you want to bring the little bald, hurry up and turn on the lights, every time I come to you...... It's all dark, and I'm flustered. ”

His usual irascible tone was noticeably softer here, even with a hint of obvious fear.

Suddenly, the four-o'clock mung bean-sized lamp lit up in the darkness, and slowly moved not far in front of them, under the faint green light, Ling Chong saw a large black bowl on the table in front of him.

A voice came from the depths of the darkness: "The second sister and the third brother have worked hard, is it going well this time?"

The old beggar said: "Thanks to the boss, this trip went very smoothly, this little bald was snatched out by me at once, and the lonely old bald didn't know that we did it." ”

The voice smiled: "Very good, second sister, use your stabbing method to put him in a bowl of blood." ”

Ling Chong didn't dare to resist, let alone speak, his heart was beating wildly, and he let the beautiful woman take him by the hand and come to the table, plucked the hairpin that shone with cold light, and punctured the wrist vein on his arm......

The bright red blood continued to flow into the bowl, getting fuller and fuller, and a faint golden light could be vaguely seen floating on it.

Ling Chong watched as the blood kept flowing out, and for some reason, his tears also gushed out with the spring!

Is it the wrath of being slaughtered?

Is it the sadness of being treated like a pig and a dog?

Is it a ridiculous trick from fate?

Before he could figure out why, he was already dizzy in his head, and he involuntarily fell into the arms of the beautiful woman.

The bloody bowl on the table disappeared at some point, and the whole room was extremely quiet, neither the beggar nor the beautiful woman spoke, and each waited quietly.

It wasn't until half an hour later that the man in the darkness said with joy: "Ordered Xuanlong to lurk in Jinguang Temple, it is really a wonderful chess, this reincarnated Buddha is really worthy of his name, there is a unique aura hidden in this blood, which is very useful for my injury, second sister, bring him to your safflower courtyard to take care of him, order him to come here once every three days, and prepare more blood-tonifying elixirs for him to take......"

His voice stopped, and a thin booklet appeared on the table, and the man in the darkness continued: "This purple blood Dafa is the unique secret method of the third generation hall master of this sect, Blood Demon Li Wen, second sister, take this method to let him practice, lest he die of excessive blood loss." ”

The old beggar was still lazy, but when he heard the words Purple Blood Dafa, he immediately said nervously: "Boss, once the Purple Blood Dafa is cultivated, the power is endless, is it inappropriate for us to give it to this little bald cultivator?"

In the dark, the man sneered: "What's wrong, this kid came to our Shura Palace, does he still want to go out?"

The old beggar said, "He can't get out now, and it's hard to say in the future." ”

The man smiled and said, "Third brother, your wisdom is still not as good as your second sister after all, second sister, tell him the reason behind what I did." ”

The beautiful woman smiled and said, "Yes." He turned his head sideways and explained to the old beggar: "Third brother, the boss not only wants to use the Buddha's blood on this little monk to heal his injuries, but also to make this Buddha of Jinguang Temple into a demon who belongs to our Shura Temple, the boss not only wants to change this little monk from the point of view, but more importantly, he must completely crush the painstaking efforts of Shi Guxing, if we can make good use of him, we can even let the entire Jinguang Temple be destroyed in his hands one day in the future!"

As she spoke, she was short of breath, her speech quickened, her cheeks flushed, and she became excited.

Nowadays, the confrontation between good and evil on the mainland is in full swing, and the old enemies between the Shura Hall and the Jinguang Temple have lasted for thousands of years, and the two sides are fighting openly and secretly, and the grudges are very deep.

The man in the dark laughed when he heard this: "The second sister really won my heart, this is not bad, it is the plan I want to implement, release the revenge that hurt me, how can I not repay it, the third brother, you don't have to worry about the matter of Purple Blood Dafa, there are other secrets in this, you can rest assured." ”

The old beggar still disagreed: "Boss, this little bald man is very strong-tempered, but I'm afraid it will be difficult to change his beliefs." ”

The man in the darkness sneered, "No faith can withstand the change of circumstances, one year, two years, ten years...... Oh, in the environment of our Shura Temple, how long can a child's faith last?

Now he is still too young, as long as in a few years, let's let the Heavenly Demon Imperial Garden send a superb wonderful girl to help him break the first ring of all evils, and help him embark on the road of the devil in one fell swoop, hahahaha......

After he said this, he immediately laughed wildly, and it wasn't until a long time later that he ordered: "This is how things are done, just don't let this future demon die, second sister, the matter of training him will be handed over to you." ”

"Yes. ”

The beautiful woman bowed down, and there was a flash in her eyes.

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"Where is this?"

When Ling Chong woke up, he found himself lying on a huge bed, the red brocade quilt covered with his body was soft and slippery, the room was beautifully furnished, with a bright red tone all over his body, and a faint milky fragrance filled the air.

When he was in Jinguang Temple, he and his brothers wore coarse cloth monk's clothes, slept on a flat wooden bed, and covered it with a strong and durable cotton quilt.

He looked left and right, and saw a set of brocade robes on the chair next to him, so he pulled it over and put it on his body, the size was just right.

"Is this the clothes that my sister gave me? Amitabha, Amitabha......" Ling Chong muttered in a low voice and got out of bed, his stomach growling with hunger, but he didn't dare to go out to find something to eat.

He knew very well in his heart that this was already one of the four great evil sects, the Shura Temple, which was famous for its thirst for killing, and it was no longer the Jinguang Temple that he had grown up in and was extremely familiar with.

The familiar dusk drum and morning bell, the sound of the Buddha's horn, the rising sun in the east, the sunset at dusk, and the yellow flowers of the temple...... Everything in the past will be difficult to see and hear in the future!

After all, he was still a child, and when he thought of all the good things in the past, his heart was touched, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Master, will you come to save me?"

Ling Chong wiped his tears and thought, he was really uneasy when he stayed in this place alone, but he also vaguely understood that the master probably didn't know that he had been robbed to the Shura Palace, and the chance of being able to save himself was really slim.

Squeak!

The door was pushed open, and the beautiful woman walked in with a plate in it, with fragrant food and a bowl of thick medicinal soup, and she greeted with a smile, "Little brother, come to dinner." ”

Ling Chong hurriedly wiped away his tears and ran over, clasping his hands with teary eyes and saying, "Thank you, sister...... Is there meat in there?"

The beautiful woman smiled, "No." ”

Ling Chong bowed to him with his palms in thanks, and then began to eat.

The bowl of soup tasted strange, bitter and sweet, this beautiful woman said that it was a blood tonic elixir, and ordered him to drink this medicine, Ling Chong was extremely hungry and thirsty, and soon ate all the rice and soup.

The beautiful woman looked at him with a smile, and waited until he finished eating, then took out a thin booklet and asked with a smile: "Fill your stomach, let's talk about some business, my sister asks you a word, you have to answer honestly." ”

Ling Chong clasped his palms together solemnly and said, "The monks don't talk about it, but my sister says hello." "Although he is not a monk, he has already learned from his brothers that only monks can speak, and he is still too young to distinguish the true concept of the word monk.

How did this beautiful woman know his details, seeing that he had a monk's kiss and a bare head, he really thought he was a little monk who abided by the rules, looked at him with big eyes and watery eyes: "Do you say you want to die, or do you want to live?"

Ling Chong shuddered, "Of course I want to live." ”

The beautiful woman put the thin book in her hand in front of him and said, "Very good, if you want to live, you have to cultivate this purple blood Dafa, otherwise the hall master will put you with a big bowl of blood every three days, or you will die in a few days." ”

Ling Chong said in fear: "He...... Why did he drink my blood?"

The beautiful woman smiled lightly: "He is powerful enough, so you can drink it if you want, the rules of our Shura Hall are like this, as long as you are good enough, you can do whatever you want, it makes no sense." ”

Ling Chong said dumbfounded: "Sister, this is not good. The beautiful woman frowned and said, "What's wrong?" Ling Chong thought for a while and said, "Sister, although you are very powerful, there must be someone more powerful than you, if you are not as good as others, and people can do whatever you want, wouldn't it be good?"

The beautiful woman obviously didn't expect him to say this, she was slightly stunned, and then laughed and said, "The little monk is talking nonsense, who dares to do anything to me?"

Speaking of this, her face, which had always been gentle and amiable, suddenly turned hideous, only to hear her sneer: "Little brother, you know too little about the Shura Palace, today my sister is free, I will talk to you."

Our Shura Hall is dedicated to the ancient demon god Tianyao, my name is Liu Ruyun, I have a nickname called Yan Demon, yesterday the third beggar was called Qiao Xun, nicknamed Mad Demon, the boss who drank your blood was called Jiang Boye, nicknamed Night Demon, he is now the master of the Shura Palace, we also have a fourth child called Feng Chaying, nicknamed Crazy Demon, he loves to run crazy all over the world, you don't have to worry about him.

The four of us are collectively known as the Four Demons of Shura, even if you rob the sword of Jinguang Temple, you don't dare to provoke us, sister, I am second in the Shura Temple, who dares to provoke me?

The rules of our Shura Hall are to pursue unrestricted freedom, as long as you have the ability, you can kill if you want, you can do whatever you want, you can do whatever you want, if you don't have the ability, then you can only bear it, understand?"

When Liu Ruyun said this, a hand had already pressed on his head, and his eyes shot out a beast-like light, and he wanted to choose someone to devour!