Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 142 Yan Kong, Kill Yourself

A physical cultivator possessing two magical powers?
And he possesses the almost legendary Dragon Blood Stone?
The big monk even said that he had a strange elixir and he felt abnormal after taking it.

Something was indeed wrong. Zhao Yulin had never seen such a cooperative evil cultivator. And that one who was so terribly stubborn was also not right.

Such a cultivator came to Zhanzhou Prefecture and paraded through the city with the Dragon Blood Stone.

This guy wants to kill me!

Not to mention others, I have already had the idea of ​​robbing it. If this gets out, God knows how many people will flock to it.

The entire Zhanzhou Prefecture is probably in uproar.

Just thinking about a group of God-Gaze ​​Realm people gathering in Zhanzhou City makes me shudder.

To seize it or not?
Once a thought arose in Zhao Yulin's heart, it would not go away.

The main reason was that he also needed this thing! He was also a great master of the God-gazing Sect, and the temptation of the Dragon Blood Stone to him was no less than anyone else.

Moreover, he seems to have an advantageous situation than others. People are on his territory. He is the guard of a prefecture and has the power of a prefecture. This is not the kind of guard from a sect who is alone and cannot do anything.

He could just gather the strength of the entire prefecture to deal with Han Yu.

However, if this is the case, the road to the court may have come to an end.

Han Yu was able to deal with two people who had reached the Great Perfection of the God-Gaze ​​Realm alone, so he must be extremely powerful. If he really gathered the strength of an entire prefecture, the other party might have the ability to escape underground, so he could escape without any worries.

He was even more afraid that in the end, the stone would not be able to be mixed, and the entire Zhanzhou Prefecture would be turned upside down first.

The court will be the first one who will not let me go!

Zhao Yulin suddenly reacted and the back of his clothes was soaked with cold sweat.

"Damn it, I'm actually considering the feasibility of this."

Look at the way this thing forces people. Even I can have thoughts about it, let alone those two evil cultivators.

"We must not let that guy stay in Zhanzhou Prefecture any longer. He can go wherever he wants."

If this guy keeps staying here, something bad will happen sooner or later. No, we have to get someone to take the blame.

After thinking this, Zhao Yulin hurried into the inner courtyard. Not long after, he took out an iron bird. The whole body of the iron bird was specially designed to be black, and the three words "Zhen Shou Si" were specially printed on its belly and back.

After Zhao Yulin clumsily installed a small spirit stone, the iron bird instantly spread its wings and flew high.

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"Yan Kong, slap yourself in the face, don't stop."

Yan Bing had just been "served" by a group of monks, and his whole body was covered in blood.

The whip was obviously a special magical weapon. It would not tear people's skin and flesh, but it could penetrate people's true energy into their bones, causing them unbearable pain.

He could feel that as the whip fell, streams of true energy seeped into his flesh and blood and penetrated into his bones, but he still didn't feel anything at all.

Now he finally confirmed that his sense of pain was truly deprived.

In this case, it was even more impossible for Yan Bing to submit to the torture obediently. Instead, he looked at the monks who were whipping him with contempt.

You bastards, if I have a chance to escape, I will definitely let you guys have a good time.

Meeting his gaze, the monk who was whipping him became even more excited.

What Yan Bing didn't expect was that while he kept silent, Yan Kong, the bald ass, told it all for him.

So now, he is still hanging on the rack, but this dead bald donkey can lie down in the cell and sleep.

He was so angry that he suddenly remembered Yan Kong's strange behavior and tried to speak.

Through the iron bars not far away, I could see the figure curled up in the corner slowly standing up after the words fell, then closing his eyes, raising his only movable hand and slapping himself hard in the face.

Snapped!
Yan Kong woke up instantly. The series of natural and man-made disasters had injured him inside and out. Now he just wanted to have a good sleep.

Unexpectedly, he was beaten in his sleep.

This is too much!

He opened his eyes angrily, then froze, staring at his palm stupidly. Then his palm raised again involuntarily and slapped hard again.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
"Hahaha!"

On the other side, Yan Bing was laughing with his head held high in relief. This damn bald donkey must have fallen into that guy's trap, otherwise he wouldn't be like this.

Yan Kong understood what was going on instantly after hearing the laughter. He slapped himself and angrily cursed at Yan Bing.

"You son of a bitch, you're the one causing trouble."

Outside the cell, a group of monks heard the noise and rushed over. When they came in, they saw Yan Bing laughing nervously on the rack, and another bald man was beating himself for fun as if he had a problem with his brain.

"Let's go, let's go. This is probably their evil way of having fun. Beating me is probably part of the fun. As long as no one dies, let them have fun."

Seeing that everything was fine, the monks joked for a while and then walked out one after another.

"Let me stop now."

Yan Kong tried several times to control himself, but was unable to do so. It was as if his hands no longer belonged to him.

Yan Bing's laughter gradually became colder, and he suddenly changed his tone.

"Yankong, kill yourself!"

The monk's expression immediately changed and he shouted sternly.

"You bastard, you want me to die."

After saying this, he shrank into the corner with a look of horror, holding his hands tightly, for fear that he would really kill himself.

After a while, he realized that there was no movement at all. Yan Kong breathed a sigh of relief. At least he didn't listen to others all the time.

Yan Bing frowned and repeated it several times without giving up, but there was still no movement. Only Yan Kong sneered disdainfully.

"Yankong, smash the egg with one hand." Chao!
"If I could get out, I would kill you."

Yan Kong trembled all over, almost pissed himself with fear, and spoke in a stern voice.

Fortunately, he did not disobey and his eggs were still safe.

Yan Bing felt somewhat bored and spoke helplessly.

"Then you should continue to slap her!"

Blanch!
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Kong's hand moved again.

Inside the cell, the sounds of slapping became louder and louder.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
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Liu Yaoyao felt like silent slaps were hitting her face, making loud slapping sounds.

How come nothing that was planned came to pass?

Let's bring in outside help! Not only did they attract hunters, but they also became hunting dogs.

He wanted to take advantage of the situation, but even the idiot Hua Heshang thought the same as him.

Later, he thought about following them nearby, but Yan Bing and Yan Kong "moved in" and became neighbors, so they dared not make any sound at night.

Now that Yan Bing and his companions have run into Han Yu, they can take advantage of the situation... The monks from the Zhanzhou Garrison just forced them to pass through the door...

What a plan! It's all fucking messed up, nothing goes according to her plan.

There was a look of grief on Hua Heshang's face. He saw clearly how miserable Yan Kong looked just now. If he stayed any longer, he would be the next one.

No matter how good the dragon blood stone is, it is not as valuable as your own life.

"Or, I'll go first! I've been out for so long, the young monks within a hundred miles of Burial Flower Valley must be missing me."

Hua Heshang sighed listlessly.

Liu Yaoyao thought the same thing. Even Yan Bing and Yan Kong were in trouble. It seemed that this thing was not something they could plot. Fortunately, the Hehuan Sect could return.

Since Yan Bing was in trouble here, naturally no one would bother her when she returned. This was the only thing worth being happy about.

There was a small forest two miles outside the city. Wang Xiaoer rested under a tree and looked back, and he was already far enough away from the city.

There will be no one here, and no more monks. As that gentleman said, stay away from people and monks to prevent your disaster from getting worse.

If there is another earthquake and meteor shower, he may not be able to survive.

click!
Suddenly there was a sound of breaking. Wang Xiaoer looked up in panic and saw a tree trunk as thick as his arm broken in half. He stepped back quickly, but unexpectedly he tripped again and lost his balance in an instant and fell face down.

As luck would have it, there was a sharp stone on the ground right at his forehead. If it had hit him hard, he would have died on the spot.

Thanks to the mentality he had developed over the years, at this critical moment, he reacted quickly and fell down with his head in his hands.

Puff! The stone pierced his wrist fiercely, causing his face to twist in pain.

He didn't dare to delay any longer and quickly got up while enduring the pain.

A new disaster has begun. We must not stay in the woods. There are too many deadly things here.

Thinking of this, he started jogging all the way. After running for a short distance, he tripped again and fell forward again.

This time there was a tuft of grass in front of him. He was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but his head seemed to hit something hard with a loud thud.

When he stood up and pushed aside the grass, he was stunned to see something that looked like a small boat hidden in it.

Just at this moment, a voice came from behind.

"Yan Bing treasures this shuttle very much. It must be worth a lot. Let's sell it to each of us in half. That will give us some comfort."

As Hua Heshang walked, he spoke to Liu Yaoyao.

Originally, Liu Yaoyao didn't want to touch the shuttle again, but Monk Hua's bad idea persuaded her.

Since you are leaving with nothing, why not take advantage of it if you can.

But when the two of them landed and walked over, they saw that someone had arrived here before them.

It's him?

They also saw Wang Xiaoer going in and out of the inn looking for Han Yu, and Yan Bing and Yan Kong even went out of their way to look for him.

But the city was too eye-catching, so they didn't dare to follow.

Unexpectedly, he met him here. Monk Hua immediately sneered.

"Don't make any more trouble, just go."

Since no one wanted the stone anymore, Liu Yaoyao had no interest in Wang Xiaoer anymore and urged him even more.

But Hua Heshang refused and sneered.

"This guy must know that guy. I'm so angry that I can use him to vent my anger."

Wang Xiaoer's face turned pale and he kept backing away.

"do not come."

"What if I come over?"

The Flower Monk sneered.

“It will be a disaster!”

As soon as Wang Xiaoer finished speaking, it seemed to confirm what he said.

The ground around them shook violently, and trees kept falling down, with some nearby trees even smashing down on the heads of the people...

(End of this chapter)