The so-called killing is just the first step to becoming a believer.
Mo Xi looked at the Protestant who was cultivating the joy of killing, smiled, and said to the medicine envoy standing next to her: "Take them to the pharmacy."
Yao Shi Shanyi respectfully said to Mo Xi: "Follow your orders."
Then, she turned around again and said coldly to the people underground: "Go to the pharmacy."
Even with the veil on, you can still see the sadness in the corners of her eyes. Shanyi's makeup was very thick, and her eyeliner was so dark and deep that the people underneath seemed to see a devil when they looked into her eyes.
The believers in the cabinet all knelt on the ground and replied respectfully: "Yes!"
The right envoy Ningyi looked at the two iceberg beauties next to him, and then gently called the blood envoy to come to him.
"Follow."
The router nodded.
From the brightly lit inner room to the dark stone room. This group of Protestants seemed to be rushing to another Rakshasa hell.
The entrance to the stone chamber of Wei Feng Pavilion.
As soon as it was placed at the entrance of the cave, the familiar smell of blood came from the small black hole, but it seemed that there was also the smell of medicinal herbs that could not be dissipated. Xiaoluzi closed his eyes and analyzed the aroma of various herbs that hit his nostrils.
Xiaoluzi vaguely felt that the difference between this place and the cabinet was that the blood here was thicker, maybe because it was too closed.
Unconsciously, she sneezed several times and her nose felt uncomfortable.
Seeing Lu Chi's cowardice, a believer beside her quickly pushed her shoulder and said, "You can't get in yet!"
Xiaoluzi, who was unable to use his kung fu and had his inner strength tightly wrapped up, was now left with only a weak body. He almost fell to the ground after being pushed and frightened by him.
Although he was covered with a face mask, Xiaoluzi still turned his head and nodded to him obediently. His eyes were filled with the pity of a vulnerable group, and he said straightly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, come in now."
As the believers shuttled through the cave, the smell of blood and medicinal materials became stronger and stronger, so strong that Xiao Luzi felt sick in his heart.
Until one of the new believers was probably too excited and shouted "Kill, kill, kill," and a group of believers responded to him with excited faces, "Kill, kill, kill."
Xiaoluzi finally came to his senses. Was he going to kill someone again? Hopefully she can save everyone here and herself.
This seemingly slim wish accompanied her all the way into the huge stone chamber.
Compared with the narrow cave just now, this place is much wider, but it is still very dark and humid.
The lights in the stone room flickered, as if they would go out at any moment, and everyone inside would be swallowed up by the billowing black terror.
There were countless voices like vengeful spirits shouting inside.
"help me"
"Let me go"
"Hehehe"
The people were in shock, as if there were hundreds of millions of hands under their feet, desperately trying to grab their feet and drag themselves into the ground.
At this time, Xiaoluzi noticed a man next to her.
I saw the man's limbs tied up, huddled in pain on the stone bed. There was a jade bowl under the stone bed. His withered left hand was dripping with blood, and it was dripping along the cold space. In the bowl.
There was another eye under the jade bowl, holding a thread made of dark green herbs, and the blood that was still warm flowed in all directions along the grass thread towards the underground bamboo tube. .
The man lying on his side had his eyes sunken as deep as holes in his bones. He looked at Xiaoluzi who was coming and groaned with a twisted face: "Kill me."
"kill me"
That kind of desire that was close to despair made the originally cold air a little weirder. This death-like world turns everyone who comes there into a demon, including Xiaolu.
Xiaoluzi looked around and saw countless test subjects like him. Looking at the blood that was constantly flowing on the man's body, and looking at the countless bamboo tubes intertwined in the stone room, she seemed to understand. Killing people and drinking their blood to poison them into medicine is probably how they came about.
She lowered her head slightly and saw the veil around her lips moving slightly. She said to the man: "I won't kill you, I'm worse than them."
The person lying on the stone bed seemed to be going crazy. He swayed vigorously, but with all his muscles and veins broken, he couldn't help the rope that tied him.
In the end, he could only grit his teeth in pain, glanced at Xiao Luzi with hatred, and said with his weak breath, disdainful of Xiao Luzi's words: "We'll see, you will cry to the end too."
Xiaoluzi was surprised, this man was quite brave.
But she couldn't save him. Just like she at this moment, she couldn't save herself.
Death is easy, but the courage to live is a right that everyone has from birth.
Xiaoluzi said numbly to the man: "My name is Lu Chi. You can remember me, or you can kill me when you get better."
Upon hearing this, the man turned around and smiled, looking at his wrist that was still bleeding. The pain seemed to be nothing, and he closed his eyes gently.
A sly smile appeared from the corner of his mouth.
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The Medicine Envoy Shanyi and the Blood Envoy Rou were in place, and the Left Envoy Moses was already standing high on the Qingfeng Stone. Her beautiful eyes glanced at the frightened Protestants below, and then she yelled: "Kneel down! "
Her sharp eyes and voice were like a high and mighty queen. The Protestants below were all frightened and knelt on the ground.
But those people lying on the stone bed were still moaning. They felt that the ghost-like sound was too noisy to their ears, so they laughed like a ghost: "Scream, if you keep shouting, your tongue will be cut off later." Lose!"
The groaning people heard this and shouted "ah" and "ah" like shouts.
They were struggling, and their bodies were squirming with the speed of the struggle.
The sound of howling ghosts and wolves hurt Shanyi's ears. She was so excited that veins popped up on her face, and she shouted loudly: "Don't ruin my medicine!"
But soon Mo Xi clapped his hands, clapping them rhythmically.
After five palms, Xiao Luzi felt drowsy. She felt something was wrong. What kind of ability did this woman have in her hands? This almost hypnotic voice seemed to be calling a dead body.
At this moment, Xiaoluzi's pupils were dilated, and she tried hard to support herself to stay awake.
At this moment, the man who had just been crying and shouting had already fallen asleep.
Seeing this, Shanyi nodded with satisfaction, turned to Mo Xi and smiled gently: "Master, they are too noisy."
Lu also turned around and said solemnly: "Master Moxi, you are really good with your hands. Wan Sheng admires him very much."
The remaining believers all echoed: "My lord is mighty."
When the newcomers saw how mighty their future master was, they also said, "My lord, you are mighty."
Xiao Luzi knelt in a corner and couldn't help but slightly raise her head to look up at the woman in bright red. She found that although Mo Xi's eyes were sinister, her gentle brows could be seen in the faint firelight.
What kind of past does such a woman carry with her? We are both women, and if we can hang out with her, we might be able to find a breakthrough to eradicate the Tongtian Sect.
Xiaoluzi secretly lamented that she was just a product of this miserable place, following the trend.
At this moment, a believer went crazy. He was tugging at his clothes layer by layer, as if something was trying to crawl out of his body. His hands were on his naked upper body, leaving There were scratches one after another, and the scratches oozed blood mercilessly. Only when his body was covered with scars did he struggle and shout loudly: "One day, you will be reduced to ashes."
This curse-like tone frightened the kneeling Protestants.
At the moment, people were panicking, but Lu smiled happily and said, "It's up to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped up and stood next to the crazy cultist.
With the attitude of a judge, Rou looked down at the crazy cultist who was already hovering above the ground in pain. He said coldly: "Traitor. This is what happens if you take medicine once and think you can get away with it."
Then, he lifted it up with his right hand, flew it fiercely into the high school, and gave the order: "Get the bloodworm!"
The struggling cultist's neck was tightly grasped by Rou. His expression was distorted, and his arms that were already covered with scratches were roaring in the air. He turned his head with all his strength and stared at Rou with his red eyes. , swearing in his mouth: "Bitch, bitch, you will not die well."
It wasn't until the veins on the believer's neck were protruding and his eyes were bloodshot that the other believers slowly brought up a large iron-wrapped basin with red worms squirming in it, smelling the odor in the stone chamber. The blood became agitated one after another, trying hard to rush out of the basin.
Rou nodded with satisfaction and looked at the treasures in the iron basin. Knowing that they were hungry, he picked up the crazy cultist and shook it, debating whether to throw it away.
The crazy cultist roared, bloodshot eyes flashing from his throat, and the "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhworthyofof"s" sound of voice of sound of the air of the air of the air of the air in the air around the crowd.
Holding the man in his hand, Rou warned the new believers who were about to join, saying: "Those who are ignorant and want to break into the religion, who want to mix with others, and who want to inform others, get out of here."
After hearing what Rou said, some people stood up in fear.
Mo Xi glanced at him, her cold eyes shining with a chilling light, then she smiled softly, and the two believers stepped forward to lift the new believer up.
The Protestant still didn't understand why, and his heart was filled with shivers. His legs were trembling, and he shouted: "What are you going to do, what are you going to do?"
Shanyi sneered: "Useless trash, you survived the first level, but you will die before the second level begins!"
When he said this, the two discerning believers had already thrown the new believer into the iron basin.
The protestant looked horrified and wanted to crawl out of the narrow space, but the blood worms had already covered half of his body. They bit through his clothes at an extremely fast speed and penetrated into his flesh and blood. , biting into his bones with his sharp teeth.
For a moment, there were screams and shouts, the crisp sound of broken bones, mixed with the surprised heartbeats of everyone, and the atmosphere became terrifying.
The crazy cultist was being dragged tightly by Lu. He scratched his skin helplessly, inch by inch, and finally moved his uncontrollable fingers to his face, streaking his face that was flushed with pain. Tao scratched a deep mark.
But these were not enough to wash away the terror in his heart. His sweat dripped heavily and fell into the iron basin.
Seeing the timid and ugly appearance of the man, a sneer appeared at the corner of Rou's mouth. He looked at the people in front of him and said, "This is the fate of the betrayer."
Everyone was terrified, but what came out of their mouths was: "Your Excellency is wise!"
A trace of satisfaction flashed across the corner of Rou's eyes, and he looked at the man he was holding and reminded him: "Don't panic, you are next!"
Seeing the man in front of him, he was almost diluted by the blood worms to the point where even a bit of bone powder was gone. The crazy cultists made a lot of noise, but they could not get out of the palm of Lu's hands.
Finally, he looked at everyone with his helpless eyes, begging eagerly and tragically: "Help me."
"help me"