The early morning sun shines all over Wanjie Mountain, and everything is revived and full of vitality. But in the dense and messy old forest, there are still many places shrouded in darkness.
Fan Chen, the 'Holy Flame Disciple' of the Holy Church, stumbled and ran in the old forest, looking back from time to time.
Her facial features are not outstanding, but when paired together, they give people a thrilling sense of beauty and are very attractive. She is one of the top beauties in the Central Region and is admired by many men. However, she rarely shows up and is always in a household. Shenchu of the temple is trained by the elders, and has a cold and arrogant personality, rarely interacting with others, giving the outside world the impression of being 'mysterious' and 'powerful'.
But today, Fan Chen's dark eyes no longer showed indifference, but panic. All her arrogance and strength were exhausted in two consecutive days of running away. She didn't dare to stop, so she could only keep rushing forward, hiding from the evil people behind, looking for the Jinpeng Dynasty. other people.
This is her only hope now.
Plop! Fan Chen suddenly fell down and fell three to five meters away. His face was pale and bloodless, and his body was covered in scars. His gorgeous clothes were in tatters and could no longer cover the spring sunshine in his skin. She has always been aloof, looking down at the men in the church and even the imperial city with arrogant eyes. She is arrogant and arrogant, and few people can see her. She lives a very proud and exciting life. She has never It was so awkward.
Her eyes were slightly red and tears almost fell.
"Fan Chen, jiejie, the foreplay time is over, when shall we proceed to the next step?" A frivolous and evil smile echoed in the dense forest. It was unclear which direction it came from. When it reached Fan Chen's ears, it felt like a nightmare. This made her delicate body tremble slightly, ① gritted her teeth, struggled to get up, and continued to rush forward.
A few hundred meters behind, Wen Tiancheng curled his lips and smiled evilly. His eyes were red, and his handsome features became ugly because of the evil smile. He looked like a hungry wild lang looking for delicious food. The chan of his right arm is wrapped around an emerald green rattan, which is an entity condensed from the xing energy of wood. It floats like a spiritual snake, exuding a surging breath of life.
Wen Tiancheng stretched out his hand and pressed down on the giant tree as big as a short mountain in front of him. His spiritual consciousness invaded the old roots of the tree and followed its roots all over the ground, extending hundreds of meters.
After a moment, Wen Tiancheng raised his head, looked straight ahead, and smiled mischievously: "Found it again."
Fan Chen gritted his teeth and ran wildly, picking a low-grade spiritual grass from the front and barely replenishing his spiritual power.
Before they left the imperial city, the Human Emperor personally summoned them and strictly ordered them to abandon their prejudices and put the imperial dynasty first. When they entered the Mountain of Tribulations, they must join forces to fight against the outside world and not kill each other, otherwise they would not be spared. However, after three days of going deep into the Ten Thousand Tribulations Mountain, conflicts broke out among the fifteen of them one after another, and they left the team one after another. Even she couldn't bear it because of Wen Tiancheng's continuous teasing and left the team herself.
She never expected that she would meet Wen Tiancheng again in the mountains and forests two days ago, and Wen Tiancheng would have evil thoughts. After a fierce battle for a long time, she was finally defeated by Wen Tiancheng and ran away.
Wen Tiancheng was not going to spare her, ①LU chased after her fiercely.
"I, Fan Chen, cannot die in the hands of Wen Tiancheng, let alone be insulted by that kind of scum."
Fan Chen gritted his teeth and persisted, constantly reminding himself that if he persisted, he would definitely find a chance to escape from the clutches of the devil, even if he met a trialist.
Sudden…
The ground in front suddenly exploded, and a stone wall broke through the old roots of the soil. It rumbled straight up for tens of meters and stretched across the front, blocking the way to LU. Emerald green vines quickly grew inside the stone wall. The more they changed, the more they grew, layer by layer. Cover it.
he came? Fan Chen's expression changed drastically, he turned around and ran to the side. However, the ground on the left and right sides cracked one after another, dust flew up, and debris flew everywhere. Two stone walls knocked down the woods, blocking the path to LU amid the rubble and branches all over the sky, and green vines quickly grew on them. , growing continuously, intertwined with the rattan on the stone wall in front.
It’s over! ! Fan Chen was desperate and felt cold all over.
"Fan Chen, Jiejie, is the wedding room I made beautiful?" Wen Tiancheng appeared behind Fan Chen with a smile, ① stretched out his arms, and the vines on his arms protruded like poisonous snakes, grew rapidly, and stretched out for tens of meters. Fan Chen's screams drowned her out, and the dense chan turned into a rice dumpling.
"Let me go, let me go..."
"We still need a tree chuang." Wen Tiancheng snapped his fingers.
The three stone walls are thirty or forty meters high. The front, left, right and top are covered with thick rattans, growing densely like a beautiful green palace. The rattans inside are changing rapidly and constantly extending. They were staggered, like spread out trees, across the 'palace'. They were all green and tender green buds, and some rattans clenched Fan Chen's limbs tightly, trapping them in a 'big' shape. .
"Wen Tiancheng! You beast, you dare to touch a finger of mine, the Holy Church will never spare you Lingxiao Sect!" Fan Chen screamed and struggled violently, but the cane seemed soft, but it was actually tougher than an iron rod. No matter how much money you make, you can't make it away. The spiritual power in her Qi Sea has been almost exhausted in two days of running and fighting. The remaining spiritual power is not enough to use martial arts, let alone resist.
"Beast? You will feel something even more beastly later, haha." Wen Tiancheng looked at the most beautiful woman in the church lying in front of him and allowed himself to be slaughtered. This feeling made him extremely excited, and his whole body felt like there was something in it. The fever is rising. He greedily admired Fan Chen's beautiful face, perfect figure, especially the hot body curves, which made his blood rush.
In the past, through the white robe of the church, I really couldn't see anything. But now I look carefully, and I can see that Fan Chen's figure is really good.
"The Holy Church will not forgive you, and the royal family will not forgive you. Wen Tiancheng, if you die well, the Lingxiao Sect will be implicated by you... Ah..." Fan Chen struggled violently, and suddenly his clothes were caught by several rattan chans, and he moved toward The sides were pulled sharply, revealing the delicate skin underneath.
Wen Tiancheng's eyes turned red. Ordinary beauties had long been tired of playing with them. He had long wanted to taste the excitement of conquest and humiliation of those superior beauties in the dynasty. Today he finally got a chance. The Myriad Tribulations Mountain is vast, has few spirit demons, and even fewer people. It is simply a good opportunity given to him by God.
"You beast! Beast!"
"You are a disgrace to Lingxiao Sect!"
"Don't think that just because you have three qi seas and are valued by the royal family, you can do whatever you want. You are not qualified yet."
"The battle to be crowned a king values strength, and even more so, character. A despicable and ugly person like you can never hope to be crowned a king or a lord."
"Wen Tiancheng, you must die a happy death."
Fan Chen screamed hoarsely, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes and streaking down his pale cheeks.
"Scream, keep screaming, I feel so excited, hehe." Wen Tiancheng leaned beside Fan Chen, admiring the exquisite curves greedily.
"Get away! Get out! Don't touch me!"
Wen Tiancheng suddenly lay down next to Fan Chen's ear, licked her delicate earlobe, and smiled evilly: "Your ass is bigger than your shoulders, and it's better than a living god. Fan Chen, Jiejie, you are really a gift from God, I will treat you well." I want to use yours.”
Fan Chen closed his eyes in pain, his heart was cruel, and he was ready to commit suicide. He would rather die than be humiliated.
"Don't! Don't have that idea! If you obey me and cooperate with me, I'll give you a good time after I'm done. But if you want to commit suicide, hey, I'll strip your body naked after death and hang it on the top of the mountain. , let people from all dynasties come to appreciate it, let you become a shame in the world of the Holy Temple, and be famous all over the world, haha." Wen Tiancheng has no intention of letting Fan Chen go back alive. Although it is a pity, saving his life is important, and he will destroy the body after enjoying it. No trace of it will be known that it was him who did it.
Fan Chen was desperate, biting his red lips, his delicate body trembling slightly.
"Jiejie, I'm about to start. Don't worry, I have experience, hehe..." Wen Tiancheng stood up and tore open his clothes. His eyes were red and his breathing was heavy. He wished he could merge with her now. But at this moment, a sharp cry suddenly came from the distance, ①Tou Mengqin flapped its wings and flew towards this direction.
In the Temple of the Heavenly King, many old people looked at the pictures on the stone tablet with disgust, and had assigned meng jin to attack.
but…
① An old man suddenly reminded: "Withdraw! Don't rush to cheat."
"What's wrong?"
"Someone is moving in that direction and is about to encounter him."
"Hey, that's..."
"Yueqing, a disciple of the Qingyun Sect in the Northern Region of the Jinpeng Dynasty!"