Purgatory

Chapter 281 The Living Dead

sword boat.

Qi Qingsong looked around, looking at the people who still had their own consciousness and were still listening to him carefully.

——Only a few people.

Zhao Yuanqi, Dong Tianze, Fang Boxuan, Lu Lingchan, Ye Fei...

He suddenly shouted: "Pang Jian, go to every room! Gather the people who are still alive and able to move to the stands on the third floor!"

"it is good!"

Pang Jian started to act upstairs.

"Puff! Puff!"

He kicked open the doors one by one, and he started searching from the third floor.

At this time, a sudden change appeared on the deck!

A sharp silver hairpin stabbed from Lu Lingchan's back, pierced through the shield with a "poof", and pierced Lu Lingchan's back heart.

"when!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing in Lu Lingchan's back heart.

She wore it close to the skin, protecting the armor around her heart, which helped her block the fatal blow.

She turned sharply.

She looked at Huang Ying specially arranged by her father with unbelievable eyes, and her voice trembled: "Aunt Huang, why?"

Huang Ying, who took good care of her since she was a child and was treated as another mother by her, actually plotted against her and killed her!
If it weren't for the heart-protecting treasure gifted by the master, the silver hairpin would have pierced through her heart from the back of her heart after passing through the shield!

"Aunt Huang, why are you doing this to me?"

Lu Lingchan's voice was full of tears.

The terrifying "Strange Mist" did not defeat her, and the deaths of companions around her did not shake her tenacious heart.

But Huang Ying, who had taken care of her since childhood and spoiled her, suddenly attacked her, which made her mentally collapse.

She can't take it!
"Huang Ying, haha, interesting!"

Fang Boxuan grinned strangely in the distance.

Qi Qingsong was also stunned.

"Your surname is Lu, and my surname is Huang."

"In the early years, I entered your Lu family as a guest as a casual cultivator. One night, your father suddenly broke into my wing and took me by force."

"Afterwards, he gave me a lot of practice resources, and he also made a lot of promises to me."

"I have obtained the cultivation resources, but none of the promises he made have been fulfilled."

"He actually! Haha, he even let me take care of you since I was a child, and let me treat you like a daughter!"

"ridiculous!"

"You, Lu Lingchan, were not born to me, so why should I take care of him, the child he had with another woman?"

"But I'm afraid he's afraid of him, and I'm afraid of your master, so what if I don't want to? I can only smile, endure all kinds of grievances, and follow their orders."

"Today, I'm going to die myself, so I can't bear it anymore!"

"Lu Lingchan, I hate you! I hate your father, and I hate your entire Lu family!"

Huang Ying, who knew that if she failed in one blow, she would lose her chance forever, threw herself at the neck after speaking.

Before Fang Boxuan spoke ill of each other, and Fang Boxuan was extremely contemptuous and indifferent to her, it turned out that the one who really hated and really wanted to kill was the Miss Lu family whom she had been serving with all her heart.

"The human heart is the most complicated thing."

After listening to her narration, Fang Boxuan, who wanted to ridicule a few words, expressed some emotion.

He shook his head and sighed: "As long as she can see the hope and the future, she can bear it all the time and serve you with a smile. When she knows that she will die eventually, she no longer suppresses her hatred and chooses to take the risk. "

Lu Lingchan sat blankly, looking at Huang Ying's body, slowly infected by the unknown power in the smoke.

She lost her soul for a moment.

On the other side, the third floor of Jianzhou.

Pang Jian stood at the door of a room, frowning slightly, and looked at the bed.

"Nie You..."

As an inner disciple of Jianlou, Nie You, who once questioned him, studied under the elder Wang Ce.

At this moment, on the bed in Nie You's room, there are only his leftover clothes, but his body is not seen.

——Nie You is obviously dead.

Pang Jian walked over, looked at the storage bracelet with his mind and consciousness, and found that there were hundreds of Lingyu inside.

These spirit jades are actually enough for Nie You to last for a while.

Nie You probably felt that he was going to die sooner or later. He couldn't bear the pain, so he killed himself in advance.

"Mindfulness, willpower, and cultivation talent have nothing to do with it."

Pang Jian secretly thought.

To be selected by Wang Ce and become the inner disciple of Jianlou is enough to prove that Nie You is extremely talented.

so what?

Isn't it still weak in willpower, and he couldn't hold on for long before he collapsed and died?

While thinking this way, Pang Jian went to the next room to search, and what he saw were also leftover utensils and clothes.

people, but they have long since disappeared.

After checking it, he found that all the spiritual power of this fellow disciple had been drained.

Not to mention the spirit jade, this person didn't even leave a single spirit stone behind.

This shows that this person is exhausted to the end.

"This one is slightly better."

The Pang family continued to search.

another room.

"Senior sister, you..."

Pang Jian stood at the door in surprise.

In the house that was opened in advance, a gentle woman in blue with black hair falling naturally like a waterfall is sitting on the dressing table, carefully dressing herself.

Her eyebrows are picturesque, her appearance is beautiful, and her manner is elegant and calm.

Seeing Pang Jian appearing at the door, she smiled lightly and said, "I heard, you go to the stage to gather first, and I will go there later."

Pang Jian was stunned for a moment, and said, "Dare to ask Senior Sister Fang's name?"

Starting from the broken land of Yuanji, he had met too many brothers and sisters in Jianlou in Jianzhou, and many people greeted him and showed kindness to him.

But in his memory, there is no such woman in front of him at all.

Jianzhou entered the "Strange Mist" from Yuanji, drifted in the vast mist for so long, during which countless horrific and strange events happened.

This woman has never shown up!

She should have just shrunk in her room, stood at her window, and witnessed everything.

But she has never been out of the room, and she has never been in contact with anyone.

Now, she is so calm, and she has the leisure to modify her appearance.

This is the first time Pang Jian has encountered such a character.

"Zhuang Yuyan."

The woman held the eyebrow brush and answered with a smile.

"Okay, Senior Sister Zhuang."

Pang Jian turned and left, doubtful, and fell down the stairs to the second floor.

Zhuang Yuyan's room is at the corner of the third floor of Jianzhou, the farthest from the stands on the third floor, but it is the only way to go between the second and third floors.

"Is the door open all the time? Or did you open it for me because you heard me breaking the door again and again, afraid that I would ruin the door?"

Pang Jian thought wildly.

"Puff! Puff!"

He broke open the closed doors one by one.

In the following, in every room, Pang Jian did not see any living beings.

The couple who went to the vacant room hand in hand before also turned into nothingness, leaving only their clothes and belongings.

"Those people upstairs can all hear Qi Qingsong talking, and those who didn't come out by themselves are probably dead."

Zhuang Yuyan's indifferent voice spread from the third floor to the first floor, and she said slowly, "Clean up your things and come up."

"Oh well."

Pang Jian replied.

Shortly after.

In the stands on the third floor of Jianzhou, a total of 11 people sat down, belonging to Jianlou and Heigu respectively.

Pang Jian, Qi Qingsong, Zhou Qingchen, Dong Tianze, Fang Boxuan, Zhao Yuanqi, Lu Lingchan, Ye Fei, Zhuang Yuyan, Lu Lianchen, Guo Hongyuan.

There are more survivors outside, but those people are ashamed.

No matter what Qi Qingsong said, no matter how much he encouraged and cheered him up, they turned a blind eye and listened.

Those people are all immersed in their own world, as if they are waiting for the arrival of death.

"I called everyone here because I thought that if you don't communicate and just sit around, you will become like those people below." Qi Qingsong sighed and said: "As long as we are still alive, there is still hope. Everyone can hold on to their hearts.”

"Everyone can chat about things in the realm of cultivation, interesting things encountered in life, it doesn't matter what you say."

"As long as you don't stay silent, keep digging into the horns, and stop thinking about desperate things."

Qi Qingsong expresses opinion

Lu Lingchan, whose mind had just received a strong shock, was depressed and said nothing.

Zhou Qingchen, Fang Boxuan and the others looked at each other.

Zhao Yuanqi and Dong Tianze were people who didn't talk much, so they kept silent indifferently.

Lu Lianchen and Guo Hongyuan are the outer disciples of Jianlou and Heigu, they were a little restrained and kept silent.

Zhuang Yuyan pursed her lips and looked at the people in front of her with a smile, seeming to find it interesting.

But she didn't speak either.

In this way, Qi Qingsong, who encouraged everyone, found that the situation had not changed. Although he gathered everyone together, no one was interested in talking.

It's been a long time.

As the convener, Qi Qingsong suddenly took out the jug and wine glass, placed it among the crowd, and asked tentatively, "How about we talk about it after we have some wine?"

"Alright."

Zhou Qingchen was the first to respond. He raised his hand to release a ray of spiritual light, pulled the jug and glass over, filled the glass and started drinking.

On the other side of Heigu, Lu Lingchan, who is the direct disciple of the owner of the valley, was actually the second responder.

She moved the bamboo flute in her hand, but the wine glasses did not move, and she pulled a silver pot of wine over.

Regardless of what other people thought of her, Lu Lingchan recklessly drank, even more recklessly than Zhou Qingchen!
In a blink of an eye, she drank up a pot of wine, and she looked at Qi Qingsong again.

The savvy Qi Qingsong immediately took out more silver jugs containing the liquor, placed them in front of everyone, and shouted: "Everyone is welcome, I have a lot of liquor in my hand, I will definitely let you enjoy it!"

"My wine is not good, but there is some."

Zhou Qingchen responded to him, also took out several jars of spirits, and pushed them in front of everyone.

"I have delicious food!"

Fang Boxuan answered.

From the storage bracelet, he took out a lot of jerky meat made of ferocious beasts, and a lot of cooked food, and pushed them in the open space in front of everyone: "Even if there is no hope, even if everyone will be annihilated here, there is nothing wrong with it." It's time to enjoy the last good time!"

Qi Qingsong said angrily: "Fang Xuan, shut up!"

"I'm telling the truth, unlike you who just say empty words." Fang Boxuan snorted.

The two began to bicker.

Dong Tianze didn't care about the quality of the wine, because he was close to Zhou Qingchen, he pulled over the wine jar that Zhou Qingchen had taken out.

After hesitating for a moment, he also imitated other people's drinking.

After a while, he appeared drunk and became the worst person in the crowd.

His face was as red as a pig's liver, he didn't eat a piece of meat, he took another jar of wine and continued to drink, his red eyes stared at Pang Jian opposite.

"Boy Dong, won't it be your first time drinking a bar?"

Qi Qingsong was surprised.

Dong Tianze ignored him, and suddenly angrily stared at Pang Jian and asked, "Tell me the truth, after taking away the Black Iron Mountain, did you secretly go to the meteorite sea?"

"Are you planning to take over that unknown piece of nameless broken land and those divine guards?"

The obsession in his heart exploded here.

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(End of this chapter)