Senior sister's ruthless ways are crazy and sassy

The main city of Yanglan Kingdom has been completely burned by a white fire, and the entire imperial city has now turned into a gray city.

Only after the mysterious man left did Yun Ci and the others feel that the mysterious power in their bodies had disappeared.

The spiritual power in the Dantian circulated throughout the body again, and several people jumped off the second floor and walked towards the square.

The buildings on the street had been burned down, but the teahouse they were in was in good condition. It was the only remaining corner of the entire teahouse and even the city.

The bronze statue stood in the square, with the flames at its feet still burning.

Several people were a little silent as they approached and thought about what had just happened.

The blood stains on the square paved with blue bricks have been burned away by fire, but the tragedy that happened here has not been wiped out with the fire.

There were no words along the way, and I just walked with my head down.

The square was not very big, and I quickly walked to the statue of the god. The indestructible bronze statue of Yun Ci made a click and then collapsed.

The head of the Goddess of Flowers rolled in front of Yun Ci. There was a crack in his slightly closed eyes. Ji Peng raised his heavy sword and dug into the crack, and found that a corpse was melted into the skull.

It is a body curled up, holding its knees with its hands and embracing its chest. The bones are gray and the whole posture is like a baby gestating in the body of the flower god.

Jipeng was surprised: "Why does this bronze statue have bones?"

Yun Ci bent down and approached, observing carefully.

There are no scars on the bones, only two brow bones are missing from the face.

She suddenly thought of the flower on Xiao Kelan's forehead.

"Maybe... they are Xiao Kelan's bones." Yun Ci pointed to the missing eyebrow bone and said, "Zhao Daishu had flowers on her face, so the person just took away her facial bones. The flower on Xiao Kelan's forehead, maybe , because that person took a fancy to her brow bone."

Others also discovered that there was a raised bone missing from the eye socket, and the skeleton was small, indeed like a woman's skeleton.

It’s just that none of them had the ability to conduct an autopsy, and they didn’t have the skin, clothing, or accessories to verify their identity, so they could only assume it was Xiao Kelan.

Lu Ze couldn't figure it out and asked, "What does he do with so many facial bones?"

"He took other people's bones...it felt like he was trying to piece together a person." The more Ming Xi thought about it, the paler his face became.

What kind of person would collect a bunch of bones to piece together a human form? There are so many bones in a person's body. If you want to finish one person, how many people will you need to find?

Xi Xingyuan had obviously thought about it, and turned his head to look in the direction of the palace, which was now flat land.

"He burned the whole city. Where are the people in the palace?"

Except for Yun Ci and others, there was no one alive in the entire city, and even the national master was missing, but with his choice to be alone, he might have left long ago.

The few people walked around the palace area based on their memories, and soon found the entrance to the underground palace that the Imperial Master had mentioned.

Although there is nothing on the ground anymore, judging from the traces of bluestone on the ground, something very wide and heavy should have been pressed here before.

The entrance is a pushable stone slab. Ji Peng lifts his heavy sword to pry open the stone slab. Inside is a deep and narrow stone staircase.

Several people looked at each other and decided to go take a look.

The three chiefs originally wanted several disciples to wait outside, but they didn't want them to all shake their heads.

Zhi Qiuyue was the first to speak: "There is no one else in the whole city now. Let's go down together. Then we can walk together and it will be safer."

Xi Xingyuan took out a luminous pearl as big as his fist. Although he seemed to be showing off his wealth in front of the sword cultivator, he had an upright look on his face: "Let's go and take a look together."

The luminous pearl was translucent, with a beautiful bamboo leaf in the middle, emitting beautiful light in the dim tunnel.

Yun Ci looked at it and was caught by Xi Xingyuan. He shook the beads in his hand and asked with a smile: "What are you looking at?"

The low and affectionate voice echoed in the long corridor, as if with a claw, it gently scratched Yun Ci's heart.

The heart is indeed moved, it is the heartbeat of the poor swordsman for money.

She clutched her chest and stared directly at the luminous pearl in Xi Xingyuan's hand: "I think this pearl is pretty, and I want to put it on my sword."

It just so happened that the plum blossom on the ridge of the sword in the snow was missing its stamens. If I carved it into a stamen, it would still glow at night. How beautiful it would be.

Xue Zhongzhan refused to be a luminous sword, so it took off the scabbard from Yun Ci's hand and slapped Yun Ci hard.

This slap broke her heartbeat, and Yun Ci reluctantly gave up: "Okay, I'll find a good-looking one next time."

Xi Xingyuan smiled, and Jipeng on the side sneered: "Look at your potential, a luminous bead can make your heart beat like this?"

Yun Ci finally coaxed his wife and put her back into the scabbard. Hearing this, he pursed his lips and said, "A luminous bead? Hey, I don't want to talk to a poor person who wears gold and silver and doesn't know how to practice swordsmanship."

Yan Qu's head suddenly twitched: "The wine and meat of the Zhumen are stinky."

Jipeng: "?" You sword cultivators are really mentally ill.

The stairs soon reached the bottom, a thin path spiraled down, and the ground was hollowed out into a huge tower that looked like it was upside down in the ground.

Each floor has countless narrow iron doors with only a square opening. At the bottom are stacks of clay pots and an iron pillar filled with earth that is as tall as a person.

There is an iron frame next to it, with several human skins being supported on it.

Everyone smelled the smell of blood and human defecation, and there was also an unpleasant smell, like something moldy.

Lu Ze took the lead and approached the iron door closest to him. Through the fist-sized hole, he suddenly turned pale and said, "Senior sister... inside..."

Xi Xingyuan made several talismans and stuck them on the nearby iron gate. The red light engulfed the iron gate, exposing the scene inside to everyone.

The large room was packed with people.

The beautiful men and women all had their eyes closed tightly by the sudden bright light. They were trembling and crowded together. Their hair was messy. Although they were scared, they opened their mouths uncontrollably and breathed eagerly.

Xi Xingyuan hit the talismans one after another, and the situation of the people inside the iron gate became worse as they went further back.

Many people in the iron gate behind were already skinny and had acne on their faces. Some people have died with their mouths wide open due to lack of oxygen, and there are many squirming insects on the mutilated corpses.

The people inside the iron gate were all scared, closing their eyes tightly and huddled in the innermost part. Because they had been imprisoned for too long, some people had lost the ability to speak and could only speak short words.

This is only the situation on the first floor. Yun Ci lowered his eyes and counted the number of floors in the underground palace: "Nine floors."

People have already died on the first floor due to lack of oxygen and poor environment, but what about the other floors?

Everyone was speechless.

They really didn't expect that so many people would die because of a beauty list. This was just the imperial city of Yanglan Kingdom, how many people were there in the mortal world?

They dare not think.

The people in the first few rooms must have been locked in recently because their clothes were cleaner than those in other rooms.

Some people opened their eyes in fear, and saw that the door was not the usual person wearing black clothes and black hats, and there was hope in their eyes.

But when he saw the sword hanging on Yun Ci's waist, he suddenly screamed in horror: "No! No!"

This sound seemed to turn on some switch, and the rooms on the previous floors emitted wails.

Most people were numb and closed their eyes to escape. Some people begged the official for mercy, some were crying, and some pushed the people around them out: "He! He is better-looking than me!"

Only subtle sounds were heard from the lower floors, and one did not know whether one was alive or dead.

Lu Ze tried to get closer to see the situation. The people inside were even more frightened. Their hands and feet were waving around in a panic. Even because the room was small, their hands and feet hit the wall and bled for a moment.

This situation made Lu Ze unable to get close.

Yun Ci raised his hand and cast a sleeping spell, and the chaotic underground palace finally became quiet.

Xi Xingyuan also opened the remaining iron door at this time, and Ji Peng flew up from the bottom with an ashen complexion.

Yun Ci raised his eyes: "We'll talk about it when we get up."

Jipeng had already sent a message to the sect when he came in. When a few people went up, there were already white lights flying around in the sky looking for them.

Seeing Yun Ci and others appear, they quickly landed.

The person who came was Ji Hongyun, the leader of Chiri Sect.

He watched quietly as several people came up the steps, with the disciples of the Scarlet Sun Sect walking at the end. He looked at the entrance of the cave for a long time.

Ji Peng saw Ji Hongyun, his eyes were red, and he said hoarsely: "Except for the people on the upper floors, all the people below are dead, and my junior brothers are also..."

Ji Hongyun watched them come up, and when he saw that there were only three disciples among them, he knew it.

He just sighed and patted Jipeng on the shoulder: "It's okay, kid."

Ji Peng didn't cry after the orchid magic, he didn't cry when he questioned the imperial master, and he didn't cry when he saw everything in the square and the underground palace.

It wasn't until he heard this that Ji Peng finally cried out. The pride of being the chief had allowed him to endure for so long, but he collapsed when he saw his master and his father.

He held back his tears, his face covered with tears, but he only sobbed a few times. The disciples behind him were also crying.

"They trust me so much and follow me..."

His junior brothers, who are usually noisy, always like to follow him, praising him for his superb swordsmanship and Taoism, praising him as a genius of the Scarlet Sun Sect, praising him for defeating his opponent powerfully today, praising him...

He said that he was really lucky to have such a big brother.

"I can't save them...I almost died, Master...Dad, I can't save them."

Xuantianzong, Xi Xingyuan and others had already turned around when Ji Peng's eyes turned red.

Listening to him full of regret, several people lowered their eyes, and Lu Lingyou secretly wiped away tears.

Ji Hongyun put his hand on Ji Peng's head, his palm warm and his voice gentle: "My child, no one can save everyone in the world. I already know the matter. The people below will have elders to arrange it. Geng San and the others... this It’s not your fault.”

After the incident, Yun Ci told others to look forward, but Que Yi told him that his junior brothers had never resented him, and Ji Hongyun told him that no one could save the world.

But, he was born as a genius, and at first he thought he was omnipotent and could save the world.

But, he could only watch so many people die, but there was nothing he could do.

What a genius he is.