Shoufu's favored wife is sweet and sassy

Chapter 353, making false killings

There was an indescribable smell in the dark room, and the looming lights of the surrounding fire penetrated through the window paper, and Feng Che recognized Feng Yiyi with only one figure.

This younger sister, no matter how lawless, coquettish and domineering she is, he will not be able to kill them all. After all, she is the only remaining sibling of him in this world.

But now Feng Yiyi was treated like this by a group of monks.

"Yiyi?"

He called out tentatively, but the girl didn't respond.

Feng Che took off his coat and wrapped it around his younger sister, covered her from head to tail, tested his breath, he was still alive and seemed to be awake, but he didn't make a sound.

The woman next to her should be Caixia, Feng Che asked someone to come in and wrap Caixia together and take her out.

A little light in the darkness shone in, flickering, Feng Yiyi's big eyes with a stately demeanor seemed to have their soul taken away, and they were wide open, as if they wanted to see through the darkness to see the devil in the abyss.

The drug on her has long since worn off.

The drug was made by Tianlong Temple, but it was only used by the masters, and it was not up to Jie Chen and the gatekeepers, so he managed to get that one.

Feng Che didn't know what his sister's state was. He hugged someone distressedly and prepared to evacuate, but found that the entire temple was blocked.

"Everyone is not allowed to leave, all pilgrims are not allowed to leave the temple, my lord has to search the dungeon, everyone is not allowed to leave until my lord has finished searching!

Press all the monks to the front yard, press all the monks to the front yard! "

dungeon?

Does this temple have a dungeon?
Feng Che didn't want to just withdraw like this, but on the one hand he was worried about his sister's situation and didn't want to make trouble, but he didn't know that this team of people came rushing to the dungeon.

"Young master, what should we do, we can't get out, all the passages are blocked."

"It's okay, let's wait for a while, I also want to see how many secrets this legendary Tianlong Temple hides."

Groups of monks were escorted to the vestibule and knelt down one by one. It took less than an hour. Except for the stubborn ones who were killed directly, most of the monks were brought together and sat in a row with their naked abbot and bloody host.

"Where are the monks of the Jiezi generation, stand up now, and save your life."

Yumian Yanluo searched many places in the temple, but he couldn't find secret passages, dungeons, or warehouses at all.

Tianlong Temple is really too big.

Over the years, this group of wine-colored monks has expanded outwards little by little, covering the entire top of the mountain.

As soon as his order came out, several monks stood up fumblingly, hesitating, for fear of being chopped off by a sword.

He said it again:
"Jie Zi's generation will be spared if they come out, and the rest will be executed on the spot!"

One stone stirs up a thousand waves, and the rest of the generation who are not quitters quit:

"You are bandits, why do you want to kill us?"

"If you break into the temple late at night, you will be punished by God!"

"We are blessed by the Buddha, ordinary weapons can't get close to us, you monsters, don't put down the butcher knife, and become a Buddha immediately!"

But as soon as the words were finished, there was a sound, and the naked head had rolled to the ground. The monk opened his mouth wide and stared, as if he didn't believe that he had been beheaded, and died with regret.

"Ah! Master, please forgive me, I don't want to die, woo woo woo, I'm from the ring generation!"

"Amitabha, brother, brother, don't die!"

"Benefactor, if you commit crimes recklessly, aren't you afraid of lightning strikes?"

After all, Jueming was the master of a temple, but because of excessive blood loss, his complexion was already as golden as paper, and he still had the solemn and solemn expression of an eminent monk, and he sternly asked that Yama-like man.

"Ah……"

The man's cold voice seemed to come from hell:

"Except for those of the precept generation, kill without mercy!"

(End of this chapter)