Chapter 16
To leave for Butterfly Dream Valley, Xin Suinian was naturally worried about leaving Ning Wuyuan in Tianyi Palace, so he took him along on the journey.The most irritating thing was that Xia Houche came to her two hours earlier than usual because he didn't know where he got the news. He insisted on rushing before her departure and beat her up unilaterally.

Xin Suinian was lying in the carriage with a sore back and aching back, thinking that when she recovered to the white state, she must pay him back double the pain she had suffered these days!

After the carriage drove into the Forest of Huansheng, the sound of the wheels suddenly became clear.

The Forest of Huansheng does not make people laugh and laugh like the name suggests. On the contrary, this forest is densely forested and the sunlight is sparse. Even in the daytime, it is a bit dark and very quiet. Pedestrians can basically only hear the sound of rushing.

"Hiss—" the horse neighed suddenly, its front hooves raised sharply, the carriage tilted accordingly, and Xin Suinian's head hit the wall of the carriage. "What happened?"

No one answered her.Xin Suinian's heart skipped a beat, and he lifted the curtain of the car, only to find that Ning Wuyuan, who was supposed to be driving the carriage, was gone.

At this time, in the jungle that covered the sky and the sun, four ghost-faced men were besieging a young man in white. Bloody stumps were scattered on the ground. After looking again, I found that all of these ghost-masked men had their arms removed, and the blood was flowing. .

"Who is your Hundred Ghosts Palace killing me for this time?" The corner of the boy's mouth was deep, and even though his expression was indifferent, it gave the illusion that he was laughing.

His long hair was windless, and a strong air flow came out from behind him, like a huge vortex, absorbing the four ghost-faced men, and their limbs seemed to be pulled by thousands of wild beasts in an instant. "Crack!" A bloody arm fell to the ground.A few more arms followed.The four ghost-faced men have all had their arms torn apart.But this profound energy has not been dispelled, their legs and necks were pulled vigorously!

"Yin... Zhong..." A ghost-masked man finally couldn't bear the torture and said.

Yin Zhong is the prime minister of the Song Dynasty and the uncle of the fourth prince PY Xi.

Ning Wuyuan curled his lips into a smile, and said humanely to the ghost, "I tell you, my lord, a good bird chooses a tree to live in."

In his previous life, Yin Zhong was so impatient and thoughtless, trying to let the Palace of Hundred Ghosts do things for him, but was beaten to death by Yin Aochen, the lord of the Palace of Hundred Ghosts, and his poor fourth uncle PY Xi was also implicated.

Ning Wuyuan was very humble when he said these words, if he didn't look at these ghost-masked men, no one would believe that he would use these bloody methods.

"Ning Wuyuan!" Xin Suinian, who came in a hurry, saw a few ghost-masked men surrounding Ning Wuyuan fiercely, and immediately slapped him several times in a hurry.

The ghost-faced man who knew the current affairs was let go by Ning Wuyuan, and the remaining three were immediately spewed out by Xin Suinian.

Xin Suinian was taken aback, these ghost-masked people were at least Lan Jing, how could they be seriously injured by her?Seeing the bloody ghost-masked man with missing limbs, and Ning Wuyuan who was intact and clean, her mind was a little confused.

Ning Wuyuan frowned suddenly, pressed his hand on his chest, and said in a weak voice: "Master, this disciple has been hit by a ghost..."

The faces of the three ghost-masked men all turned pale: Don't bring such slanderous people!

Xin Suinian hurried over to support him, feeling furious in his heart.No wonder these ghost-masked men looked so bloody and unbeatable. It turned out that they used their own flesh and blood as sacrifices to form a ghost formation.The stronger the evil spirit of the person who set up the formation, the more painful the people involved will be, and in the end they will be tortured into a mummified corpse by the evil spirit!And the people who set up the formation will also be exhausted by the formation!The only way to rescue the people in Zhongsha is to kill all the people who set up the formation.

All the ghost-masked men looked panic-stricken, he's lying to you!The labor and capital did not set up an array at all!We were beaten like this by him!

But they could only open their mouths and could not say anything.

The poor three ghost-faced men were tortured to death by Ning Wuyuan, and they had to take the blame for him before they died.

At this time, no one noticed that a black figure was secretly watching all this with blood-red eyes.

[Note] The martial ranks of martial arts practitioners from low to high are red level, yellow level, green level, blue level, purple level, white level, martial level, mysterious level, and god level.

 【Le Pang's Little Theater】

  Have any little angels been intimidated by the weirdness at the end? ?Well, Fatty Le also thinks this is not scary...

  Mr. Ning is really cruel to the enemy. He firmly adheres to the principle that "tolerance to the enemy is cruelty to oneself". Ding is a little bit hard!

  Miss Xin's love journey is really bumpy and endless...

  However, Le Fatty is his own mother, so how could he be willing to hang on to such a funny and cheerful Miss Xin all the time?The little angels said, right? (Look at Le Fatty's provocative eyes~~)

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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