I couldn't afford the bride price, so I had to marry the Demon Sect Saintess

Chapter 257 Cultivating Immortals Is Not Chic and Elegant, but Flowing Blood into Rivers

"Uncle, Miss, wait for me!"

"How can the vixen even run so fast like you!"

At the foot of Yunwen Mountain, Liusu shouted out of breath, only to see that Qin Gengyun, Qiu Zhihe, and Siming Lan in front of him had already run away and disappeared.

As for Miss Hammer, this guy has already gone ahead.

Calculated, when the few people came out of Yunwen Mountain, Qiu Zhihe urged Qin Gengyun to practice all the way, stopping and going, and it took half a day to walk more than two hundred miles.

But rushing back at this time, it only took an hour to reach the two hundred miles.

Liusu was used to laziness, and was not good at physical strength even after he had established his foundation, so he was almost dying of running now.

While shouting, she ran towards Yunwen Mountain, halfway up the mountain, her expression changed, and finally she stopped shouting.

There were corpses everywhere.

Most of them were cloud-pattern tribesmen wearing animal skins, and their deaths were quite miserable, either their necks were bitten off, or their limbs were ripped off.

There are a few of them that Liusu knows, they are the "charming" men who wore cool clothes to choose concubines for Qiu Zhihe that day.

It's just that at this moment, they no longer have the "enchanting" spirit of the day, their corpses are incomplete, with glaring faces, and even after they die, they still hold the spear tightly in their hands.

Liusu froze, and walked to one of the men's corpses.

She remembered that this man was the most handsome. At that time, the uncle blamed the lady for looking at him more.

Liusu pulled the corpse lying on his side over, only to see that half of this handsome man's face had been gnawed off, his eyes were wide open, and it was obvious that he was still fighting before he died.

Next to him was a spirit corpse with spears stuck in it.

Thinking about it, several members of the Cloud Pattern tribe worked together to kill it with difficulty.

Liusu looked around, the grassland halfway up the mountain was beautiful, but at this moment, it was full of corpses and the smell of blood was overwhelming, like Shura hell.

Among the corpses of dozens of cloud-pattern clansmen, there is often only one fallen spirit corpse.

Liusu felt a chill in her heart, and hurriedly ran towards the top of the mountain.

The closer you get to the top of the mountain, the more corpses there are on the road, and the heavier the smell of blood wafts in the wind.

Liusu clenched his fists and rushed to the top of the mountain, and saw the houses of the Yunwen tribe from a distance. Qiu Zhihe and Qin Gengyun were standing in front of the wooden house in the middle.

"Uncle, Miss! Yunwen Mountain was attacked by spirit corpses! Yunzhen and the others."

As he rushed forward, the sound stopped abruptly.

I saw a tall figure standing at the door in front of the huge wooden house representing the leader of the Cloud Pattern tribe.

She has a handsome face, a fit body, and stands upright, like a goddess of war.

However, her arms were torn off, and a big hole was cut in her chest, blood flowed out in pools, and she stood there motionless.

"Yun Er is in charge."

Liusu covered her mouth, she couldn't bear to see it.

The heroic, heroic and powerful second head of Yunwen Mountain, who hadn't seen him for half a day, had already turned into a mutilated corpse.

But still stood straight and never fell down.

There was a man lying down at her feet, all his limbs were torn off, and most of his neck was bitten off. Even so, he was still biting the severed arm of a spirit corpse in his mouth, and his eyeballs protruded.

"Three rooms."

Tassel recognized the man.

This guy is just a sissy, competing with other men all day long to please Yun Li.

Unexpectedly, he died so heroically in the end.

"Miss."

Liusu suddenly remembered the scene of Qinglian Mountain when Qinglianmen was destroyed, it was exactly the same as now.

Seeing this scene, the saint felt more pain in her heart than ordinary people.

At this time, Qiu Zhihe looked back, shook his head slightly at her, Liusu kept silent, and looked at Qin Gengyun next to him.

I saw Qin Gengyun's face was gloomy, staring at Yun Li and Sanfang's corpses, as well as the corpses all around.

It's not that he hasn't killed people before, and just now he smashed a corpse collector to pieces.

But this was the first time he had seen such a scene of corpses strewn all over the field and stumps all over the ground.

It is said that Xiuxian is chic, elegant and spotless, but since he came to Hongzhou Continent, he has seen either the struggle at the bottom or bloody killings.

Practitioners are human beings after all.

Even practitioners have greater desires than ordinary people, causing even more murders and disasters!
Qin Gengyun originally thought that he knew enough about the world.

But only now did he realize that he was still too naive.

This practice world is far more cruel than I imagined.

He clenched the Tianqi stick in his hand
Get stronger, get stronger!

You can't let the tragedy of Yunwen Mountain happen to someone you care about!
"cough!"

Suddenly, Yun Li moved suddenly, opened his eyes, saw a few people, seemed to be relieved, and fell forward.

"Second master!"

Qin Gengyun stepped forward to support her, Yun Li opened his mouth, but blood kept gushing out from his mouth, her head looked towards the direction of the top of the mountain, and finally said the last sentence:

"Yun really likes you, please send her to Yunzhu Mountain."

After finishing speaking, the head of the heroic and heroic Yunwen Mountain Second Master dropped, and he lost his breath.

"Little Queer!" Qiu Zhihe covered her face with frost, and disappeared in a flash.

Siming Lan's expression changed, and she also rushed to the top of the mountain.

Little Que'er and the children were in the hut just below the top of the hill.

Now Yunwen Mountain has become like this, those children
Little Que'er's round and cute face suddenly appeared in Liusu's mind, her heart tightened, and she hurriedly ran to the top of the mountain, when the wind whizzed past beside her, but Qin Gengyun's figure went away in an instant.

At this moment, Qin Gengyun felt his heart beating so hard that it almost burst out of his chest.

It was the first time he had such a feeling of fear.

Little bird!
children!
He turned into a streak of light, faster than the Speed ​​Talisman.

However, when he rushed to the wooden house in the woods on the top of the mountain, he saw Qiu Zhihe and Siming Lan standing quietly at the door of the wooden house, like statues.

Qin Gengyun's heart skipped a beat, he stopped abruptly, and walked over slowly after a while.

When he got closer, he could already hear Si Minglan's uncontrollable sobs.

Qiu Zhihe had no expression on his face, and the veins on his fair forehead were bulging.

"Miss."

Qin Gengyun almost stopped breathing, and his footsteps were extremely heavy. Finally, he took another step and walked to the door of the wooden house.

Then he saw a scene that made his blood coagulate all over his body.

The huge wooden house is full of scattered candies and wooden toys.

The candies and toys were all covered in blood.

Just half a day ago, the children chattering around Qiu Zhihe, Siming Lan and Qin Gengyun all fell to the ground without breathing.

Qin Gengyun only felt his hands and feet were cold, and his chest felt tight.

Qiu Zhihe lifted his footsteps, walked into the wooden house stepping on the blood that almost flowed into a river, and stood in front of a small body.

This is a little girl with two cute ponytails and bloodstains on her chubby face.

Qiu Zhihe squatted down, stretched out her slender hand, and gently caressed the little girl's cold face.

"Brother, sister, we hooked up, come back to us when you have done something good!"

"Little Queer." Qiu Zhihe closed her eyes and locked the tears in her sockets.

The next moment, her eyes opened with a murderous intent.

"Spiritual Corpse Mountain."

　I am busy with coding and saving manuscripts today, and will build a group tomorrow

　　
　
(End of this chapter)