King Weide's triangular eyes flashed coldly, his palm momentum was very slow, but the momentum was extremely fast, the posture was strange and absurd, quite strange, after a few moves, King Weide put his palms together, the true qi was surging, and his thumb poked forward.

The white-clothed man pretended to be pointed at him, secretly ran the earth wheel to unload Yu Wei, and the blood came out violently, and several red-robed monks tied him up and put him in a sack, and rode away into the distance.

"Da-da-da-da. ”

The strong red-robed monk carried him down the stairs without stopping, and after a few turns, the two monks put down their white clothes, whispered a few words, and left him.

After half a cup of tea, a skinny, scaly red-robed monk with sharp fangs bared his fangs, he opened the sack and poured some ecstasy soup into the white clothes, who pretended to be unconscious, and carried the white clothes towards the dungeon.

The walls of the passage are painted with images of thousands of charming men and women, lifelike, vivid, and the thin monk walks towards the dark passage for half a cup of tea, and the eyes are completely dark.

The torches between the walls were lit, and in front of him was a dungeon's waterhole, and the thin monk was beating between the dark walls, pulling out a black brick, and the waterhole rumbled, and the water was separated by two iron plates into a passage, and the thin monk carried him into the passage.

There were bonfires burning on both sides of the dark passage, and the chaotic aura was rushing towards him, and in front of him was a dungeon, with seven cells, and hundreds of women were imprisoned, and he could vaguely smell a smell of musk, and he saw that they looked haggard and their eyes were dull, probably because of drugs like amortic powder.

They were bewitched by the fans and indulged in fantasies, and the thin monk threw the white clothes into the last torture room, and in the corner of the next cell was a blue-shirted girl, with a round face, big eyes, and snow-white skin.

The blue-shirted girl passed by Huangzhou last night, and was arrested by this group of red-robed monks, and tonight when the moon is full, King Weide is going to hold a double cultivation conference with her, thinking of the terrible things, she looks sad, and vows to bite her tongue and kill herself.

The thin monk brought firewood, set out an iron pot, took off his coat, revealed his shriveled muscles, and brought a large bucket of vegetable oil and poured it into the iron pot, which crackled and smoked.

The thin monk picked up a soft whip forged of iron and steel, this steel soft whip was made of copper coins and twisted through strings, three feet long, and the copper coins would tear the skin when whipped, and the flesh and blood would fly, which was miserable.

The firewood burned very vigorously, the thin monk's eyes tightened, picked up the soft whip soaked in hot vegetable oil, and whipped at the white clothes, the copper coins sounded, and a figure swayed, and the white clothes snatched the soft whip of the thin monk violently, and pulled it out.

"Ahh

The thin monk screamed and was killed instantly, and the dungeon was silent, except for the seductive wheezing of the girls who were bewitched by the fans.

The little girl in the blue shirt cried out in astonishment, "You, who are you? ”

"Shhhh ”

Bai Yi used his palm to split the lock of the cell, pouring the strength of the wooden wheel into her body, and healed her injuries.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Zhou Guoer, my father is the head of the iron whip that shakes all directions, the head of the prestige dart bureau, he is very powerful, but he abandoned me and my mother, when my mother died, I asked me to go to Jinzhou in the Central Plains to find my father, I was caught by this group of villains when I passed through Huangzhou. ”

"The iron whip shook the prestige of Zhou in all directions, where is your mother from. ”

"My mother is from Qiuzi. ”

Bai Yi relieved the poison of the fascination powder for the women, and used the strength of the wooden wheel to appease their frightened hearts, he wanted to solve the King of Weide in the Pure World Sect, but it was inconvenient to take the group of women to move.

Zhou Guo'er's cheeks were pink, and she shook her ponytail and said, "I know that there is a secret passage, and that secret passage leads directly to the city of Huangzhou." ”

"Okay, I'll send you out first, and then I'll destroy this cave when I get back. ”

"Are you coming with us?"

"It's a scourge to keep the Pure World, and I'm going back to kill King Weide. ”

Zhou Guo'er squirmed her pink flower lips, too lazy to persuade him again, and killed dozens of red-robed monks all the way in white clothes, and walked for half an hour according to the route that Zhou Guoer remembered.

"It seems that this is it. ”

The white cloth slashed the iron plate at the exit of the dark passage with one palm, rushed into the chamber and killed the red-robed monk who was guarding, and when all the women left completely, he burned the stronghold of the red-robed monk in Huangzhou with a fire, and sneaked back to the secret passage to the main hall of the Jingle Sect. The secret exit is actually in the belly of the golden Buddha in the hall.

King Weide was furious, looked at the white clothes and shouted: "If you dare to kill my sect members, I will definitely kill you without a whole body." ”

"Thou hast deceived the people and harmed the people, and tonight is thy death. ”

He burned with demon spirit flames all over his body, and the poisonous volatilization, and the disciples of the Pure World Sect who were slightly weaker in martial arts instantly turned into a pool of blood.

"Brahmana refers to it. ”

King Weide's clothes fluttered, he did not move, and a miserable white light appeared between his fingers, and a finger slashed out, and slammed into the chest of the white cloth.

"Ahh

King Weide screamed, and a sticky Northern Snail snail sucked him in, and the spirit of his whole body was instantly sucked dry by the white clothes, and the palm power shook through his skull.

The residents of Huangzhou City watched as the fire in the north of the street grew bigger and bigger, and the garden was the temporary residence of the monks, and after the fire in the city was extinguished, the temple on the outskirts rose with billowing black flames. Zhou Guo'er stood on the street, looking at the faintly jumping tongue of fire in the sky, knowing that the demon cave had been burned.

Bai Yi listened to the sound of the flames burning, without the slightest expression, he locked the group of Pure World Sect cultists in the main hall, and a terrible scream sounded in the hall, and a few days later, the residents of Huangzhou City knew that it was a lewd temple, and they all applauded when they talked about it.

Bai Yi came to Qingtang City and asked a caravan to bring Zabu to the Wuyi faction and gave them a benefit fee of ten taels.

The source of the Yellow River, the terrain is gentle, the river is dense, forming countless swamps, Hubo, there is the reputation of the south of the Tibetan Ma River, this night, the moon is like a white lotus, a broken temple in the land of Tibetan Ma, two horses jump and run.

"Lemon, let's rest here for the night, and in two days we'll be to the Uighurs. The white man jumped off his horse and tied the reins to a large tree.

"Hmm. ”

Xian Ning looked at the white clothes, his face was slightly red, they walked into the ruined temple, which enshrined a dilapidated Tibetan Buddha statue, angry eyebrows, extremely fierce, and looked at it in the moonlight, only to know that it was Xinrao Miwo.

Bai Yi picked up some firewood, lit a bonfire, took out the air-dried beef and handed it to Xian Ling to eat, he didn't tell Xian Ning about the battle for world domination, and Xian Ning didn't mention it, I think she knew.

At night, the weather was unpredictable, cloudy, drizzling, and the fields seemed to be locked into a big iron pot.

"Da-da-da-da. ”

The horse galloped from the rain, the white clothes were awakened, the horse neighed, a graceful figure flashed into the ruined temple, the smell of blood spread in the rain, she was wearing a purple shirt, fifteen, sixteen or seven years old, a pair of big black eyes, full of good spirits.