Chapter 401 Wanyun Young Master (15) A tooth for a tooth

After Fan Yan (Mo Xie) roared for a long time, his body twitched violently twice, his body straightened, and he fainted.

Fifty miles outside Xiaolan Mountain, a group of holy women were looking for something at intervals of hundreds of feet. Counting, there were more than two hundred, all dressed in white dresses. Unexpectedly, there is no battle armor. Wearing a white veil.

Each of the saints had a very solemn complexion, her teeth clenched, her eyes a little panicked, and her uneasy heart was beating wildly, like several huge spheres rolling down the stairs in the dark. My heart jumped out of my throat.

Whoosh, in the woods at the feet of hundreds of saints, the sound of moving leaves and air as they moved. It turned out that it was not only these Saintesses with solid roots who were looking for things, but also some who were shuttling among the dense grass of the ancient forest.

"Senior Sister, why didn't you find it in this direction, can his divine sense really be so powerful?" Behind hundreds of saints, a white-clothed saint woman tilted her head to look at the saint beside her.

"Yes, I've seen him fly in this direction. The Divine Consciousness that flew over just now must be that demon's."

"Senior sister, this distance is already more than eighty miles, and that demon has such a strong divine sense"?

"Yes, have we been suspicious of this demon for a long time? If we want to take it, we will definitely find a holy body with a strong divine sense. With such a close distance, you and I can do it, let alone this scum of the Holy Realm."

"Okay, I'll let the junior sisters push forward another fifty miles." The woman in white said.

As the two were talking, a startled scream came. All the saints were stunned. "What are you doing, that's the voice of the devil. Seize him, kill him, tear him apart".

The holy maiden, called Senior Sister, disappeared with a shout.

After sucking a few times, more than 400 saints tightly surrounded a cave. At the entrance of the cave, Fan Yan curled up. Collapsed on the ground like mud.

"Hey, Senior Sister, the demon is dead." The woman grabbed the elder sister's arm and shook it vigorously. Excited, he cried out.

"He didn't die, he was just defeated during the attack of the divine consciousness and fainted." Saying that, the senior sister moved to Fan Yan's side, patted lightly, sealed Fan Liang's Danhai, and exhaled deeply. Slowly put down the veil.

It turned out that this senior sister was Yu Ying, and then all the saints took off their veils. Miao Ping, Chang Yang, He Yu, Jiao Yu, Zhuo Yuan, Chu Bing, etc. are all Fan Yan's closest disciples and maids.

"The junior sisters all hide their bodies first, waiting for the demon to wake up." Yu Ying said.

Zeng Cheng, in the Insect Library, Bai Juan sat quietly on the lawn. The sad eyes locked on the distance.

Cheng Chuan walked over. was blocked by Zhang Jing.

"Holy friend, I want to see Young Master Bai Juan, he has nothing to do." Cheng Chuan anxiously shook his head back and forth and looked at Bai Juan.

"It's okay, go get your holy criminal. The young lord has already said his position. The young lord needs to rest now". Zhang Jing said coldly.

"Okay, Holy Friend, I'll go and arrest the Holy Prisoner first, and I'll come to see Young Master Bai in a while."

"No need". Zhang Jing replied. turned around and looked at the young master with a heartache.

Bai Juan's heart has never ached so much. She had always been happy, and she had never cried during those decades of captivity. Now, after a moment of divine attack, her state of mind changed. Blood vessels throughout the body coagulate.

He muttered and repeated, "He's going to kill me." and they want to kill me."

This is a sorrow from the heart, all the resentment, sadness, and sadness are muttered with a voice, like a needle, stitch by needle to the heart, embroidered in the blood-colored heart with countless words of "pain".

Bai Juan's voice sobbed, sitting on the lawn in a daze, holding his curled legs with both hands, tears of sadness solidified between his eyebrows, and gradually blurred his vision, and a clear stream came out, flowing through his cheeks, flowing through the corners of his mouth, and into the painful lips that could not be closed, salty, astringent tasting the bitterness of love, the pain of love.

"Young master, I'll go get him back." Zhang Jing said angrily.

Bai Juan pursed his mouth, couldn't control himself anymore, let the tears flow wildly, covered his face and cried bitterly.

This is the first time Bai Juan has cried for decades, crying so sad, so painful. The entire empty bookstore in pain let out a whimper.

Xiao Lanshan, Fan Yan covered his head with one hand, kept rubbing his temples, and let out a hmm in his mouth...... Well...... , uh-huh, low grunt. The other hand supported the body little by little. Then he held his head in his hands, rubbed and pounded vigorously.

With a sharp sweep of his eyes, like a dog stepping on its tail, he raised his head sharply and looked at the white figure in front of him.

"Oh, Yuying, why did you get here?" Fan Yan rubbed his head again.

"I'm here to see you off." Yu Ying said flatly.

"Send ...... , Yuying, you're going to kill me." Fan Yan put down his hand violently, panicking and uneasy, and only then did he feel that the Danhai in his body was sealed. The heart is like falling into a hole in the ice.

Yu Ying's teeth were clenched, the blood in his whole body was boiling, and he stared at Fan Yan deadly. "I'm not the only one who wants to kill you, but there are hundreds of sisters you have ruined who are going to kill you, so come out."

Whoosh, hundreds of holy women appeared in front of Fan Yan.

Fan Yan's face turned pale with fright, and a rush of heart rushed to the top of his head, and his head buzzed. Forgot to breathe, stopped the heartbeat, in the sound of dripping water in the dripping cave, kept changing his face, like a heavy hammer, mercilessly striking the heart that stopped beating.

Fan Liang just thought that Yu Ying wanted to kill him, and Fan Liang wanted to laugh, but he hadn't laughed out loud yet. She wanted to insult and torture this disciple who didn't have long eyes before telling Yu Ying that she couldn't kill him.

When Fan Yan saw that so many disciples and maids appeared, he was dumbfounded, really dumbfounded. Almost like a dog that has been bitten on the butt, trying to howl a few times. But Fan Yan's mouth was stuffed with cotton, and he didn't shout. It was like a bucket of paste had been poured into his mind, and he couldn't figure out why there were so many saints who wanted to kill him, why these saints were by his side, and he never felt threatened.

There is no point in thinking too much at this point. Those cold eyes, so frightened that they didn't know how to look there, there was a face with fire in every direction, gritting his teeth angrily, and the light from his eyes turned Fan Yan into ashes in an instant.

"Oh, so you've been waiting for such an opportunity, aren't you afraid that Wanyun will hunt you down?"

"I'm afraid, just because I'm afraid. That's why we're going to kill you. As long as you die, there is no point in Wanyun chasing us, you demon, you are dying, and you are still dreaming, today is your sacrifice day. Do it, scratch him to death".

When Fan Yan heard this, he knew that he would not be able to escape this time. I struggled twice to get up. The legs are like playing cotton, and they don't obey at all. At this time, Fan Yan once again understood what the fear of death was.

With Yu Ying's words, he counted. Dozens of spells. At the same time, it attacked Fan Yan. It was like countless hammers hitting a skin bag at the same time, and there was a hollow sound.

Fan Yan lay on the ground like a smashing leather, and the clothes on his body were so explosive that he didn't even see the ashes. A white-skinned man appeared before the saints.

Tom tom, the hearts of countless saints seemed to be about to crash out of their chests, their hearts beat fast, and with the beating of their hearts, all their faces turned pale, showing an incredible look. looked at Fan Yan in front of him. Dumbfounded.

"An indestructible body. Hey, hey, hey, shoot above the solid root realm". Yu Ying smiled coldly. I didn't expect that after this young master took over, he still got it, and he couldn't break the body with a hundred skills.

"You can't just be so cheap for him. Bite him to death, bite him one by one, eat his flesh, drink his blood. gnaw at his bones". Jiao Yu shouted frantically.

All the saints were angry. "Bite him". "Drink his blood", "gnaw his bones". "Eat his flesh".

As he spoke, more than a dozen holy women rushed forward. Hatred has washed away all sanity. Anger has taken over the originally good heart. These once-repressed, timid hearts erupted like magma. Monsters generally gnaw at their conscience, and no one takes revenge for thinking about right and wrong, tooth for tooth, blood for blood, and hatred for hate.

His eyes darkened, and all that shone was anger that he couldn't contain for a long time.

The heart has turned to hatred, and goodness has been drowned out by the flood that broke the embankment. The blood in his whole body was boiling, and only by biting the enemy's throat could he suppress his anger.

Rows of silver teeth creaked and creaked, and blood stains burst out. It's a miracle, the body that is indestructible with a hundred techniques can't stop the angry teeth. Unexpectedly, the sharp nails, the pieces of flesh, with wisps of blood, flew up to the sky and fell to the ground, dyed the white dress, and dyed the brown stone ground.

Fan Yan began to howl like a pig. In the blink of an eye, there was only a hum. Then there was no snort. It became a bloody corpse, and the saints were frantically biting, scratching, and tearing.

Every saint has changed. The clothes were red, the hands were red, the mouth was red, and even the eyes were already red.

One by one, they gasped for breath, and when they bited, they forgot to breathe, blushing too much, clutching an arm and a thigh, and their eyes flashed red. It's like an enraged lion that begins to take inhuman revenge.

In the depths of Fan Yan's unconscious mind, a whisper floated out. "Oh, the saint is crazy too"!

"Miao Ping went to stop all the disciples. We can't let him die, and if he dies, we can't escape." Yu Ying looked at it and said to Miao Ping.

Miao Ping hatefully wanted to go up and take a bite, and asked her to stop the junior sisters, a little reluctant, but the problem was not to shout, once Fan Yan couldn't stand it anymore and died. His damn dad probably got here in a few puffs. Maybe his mother will go crazy too. Not to mention that both of them came, even one came, these hundreds of saints were not enough, Fan Yi slapped them a few times.

Miao Ping glanced at Chang Yang and the others. Several people immediately shouted. "Stop, stop, stay alive".

This shout really worked, and those red-eyed disciples and maids obediently stopped. Blood dripped from the front placket, and the flesh flashed to the side.

Yu Ying looked at Fan Yan, who had already exposed his bones, with more air in and less air out. "Miao Ping took people away according to the plan."

Miao Ping nodded, took out a crystal from the holy bag, and threw it in the air, and a huge aura appeared in front of everyone, which turned out to be a teleportation array. Fast forward. (To be continued......)