What a pity.
Chapter 20 There is such a thing? Beat him up!
Bai Lian slept soundly.
She originally wanted to read medical books for one night, but when Xia Qingqing and others made trouble, she was not in the mood to read books.
It's better to sleep, don't think about anything, especially sleep until you wake up naturally.
Bai Lian didn't get up until the third day of the sun. After cleansing her body with magic, she walked out of the room refreshed.
At the foot is a boundless forest.
The greenery is full of life, the waves are full of sound.
Bai Lian knew that the place where she was now was only a few hundred miles from the main sect of the Painting Heart Sect.
In order not to attract the attention of the Painting Heart Sect, the Aurora Boat stopped here, and then everyone disembarked and flew to the Painting Heart Sect.
At this time, the people of the Wanxian League should have already entered the Painting Heart Sect, and the sword, light, sword and shadow will be the main color there.
Bai Lian thought of Si Yunshang.
After a simple disguise, she knocked on Si Yunshang's door.
…
At this moment.
What appeared in front of Si Yunshang's eyes was blood, blood, and pieces of blood!
The place where she was located was the forbidden area in the back mountain used by the Huaxin Sect to hold prisoners.
Unlike the White Tiger Hall, there are still many living people here.
But there are no normal people here.
When she and Bai Lian stepped on the blood and walked in from the iron gate, those who were imprisoned in the cage didn't even raise their heads.
They stared blankly ahead.
No one knows what they are thinking, maybe they have stopped thinking and are just living because they are alive.
"Sister, hehe, sister..."
The sound of calling from the corner made Si Yunshang turn her head. She saw a scrawny boy holding a hand bone and smiling foolishly, and he occasionally rubbed his cheek with his hand bone.
This is the only one moving.
But his liveliness made Si Yunshang's heart heavier.
Have the people captured in the painting boat ever experienced such despair
Compared to that, she was already very happy.
"Are all the living prisoners here?"
Bai Lian frowned and said to a Painting Heart Sect disciple with a drooping head.
"That's right."
"thanks!"
Bai Lian turned around and punched the head of this painting heart disciple.
She was covered with a layer of aura film, so she was not stained with any splashes of blood.
"Let's go, the people from Wanxianmeng will come to deal with it later. They are familiar with this kind of thing."
"it is good."
Si Yunshang followed Bai Lian and left the bloody forbidden area. She couldn't wait to find a place with fresh air to breathe.
Seeing that the high-rise building of Painting Heart Sect collapsed, she thought that she would feel infinite pleasure in her heart.
At the end of the day, Si Yunshang found that he was wrong.
sorrow
Probably such a feeling.
If people from the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance did not take action, more people would surely become sacrifices for the recovery of the demon soul.
Could it be that the demon soul is more noble than the soul of ordinary people
The world is big.
But this is for cultivators.
The lower class civilians have never been able to control their own destiny.
Si Yunshang felt deeply powerless.
"If Fairy Bai Lian encountered such a situation, what would she do?"
Bai Lian thought for a while, the Bai Lian Si Yunshang said was "Bai Lian in the eyes of others", if it was her...
"Do your best to save everyone you meet."
"What about you, Miss Chen Lu?"
Bai Lian raised his fist and waved it: "Is there such a thing? Beat him up!"
Si Yunshang was stunned for a moment.
After a few breaths, she burst out laughing.
"So you punched that guy in the head?"
"Yeah, it's not just you, Miss Si, I'm actually very angry!" Bai Lian said solemnly, "The stories of paper people can touch people's hearts, not to mention the real people standing in front of them."
"What is a paper man?"
"The man in the picture."
"What if it's a painting on a wooden board?"
"The plank man?"
Si Yunshang smiled and fell silent again: "I can't be Fairy Bai Lian, nor can I be you."
Bai Lian said, "Just be yourself."
"But..." Si Yunshang murmured, "I don't even know who I am."
Last night, she had another dream, a longer dream, a dream that she did not dare to tell "Chen Lu".
Bai Lian pouted, "How many people really know who they are? I don't know either."
Everyone says she is a born saint, but she is not, but if she can pretend to be a born saint all her life, then she is a born saint.
The great philosopher Bai Lian shared his insights with Si Yunshang: "Because you don't know, you only know. This question will take a lifetime to answer!"
Si Yunshang nodded stunned.
So profound, she could only understand the second half of the sentence.
pity.
Her exam time is about to run out, she has no time to seek the correct answer to this question, she can only fill in an answer at random.
Bai Lian suddenly stood up: "Miss Si, take a rest first, I'll stop those who are trying to escape."
"Um."
Bai Lian's mind is now full of the words he said not long ago—
"Beat him up!"
In order to ensure the purity of the soul, they also used cruel means to disintegrate the psychological defenses of all the prisoners, turning them into walking dead.
Without memory, even if the survivors in the forbidden area return to normal, they will no longer be who they once were.
With one sword, Bai Lian smashed the attacking magic weapon and the prison chain into hundreds of fragments, and another punch pierced the chest of the Jindan period cultivator, who was wrapped in countless sword energy, and blood spattered.
None of those who tried to escape was her one enemy.
Si Yunshang looked at Bai Lian's thin figure, only to feel that there was a divine light looming on Bai Lian's body.
There are no real "sages" in this world, and the world will never reach the "Great Harmony" that the sages said, but if there are more people like "Chen Lu", the world will still be lovely.
…
Bai Lian wiped the blood from the blade.
She returned to Si Yunshang's side, and Tutu was sent by her to secretly stare at the two junior sisters.
According to the news from Tutu, the members of the Wanxian League have broken through the last formation of the Painting Heart Sect. He beat him badly.
The strongest demon soul was torn to shreds, and he didn't even have a chance to shout.
Hearing these words, Si Yunshang's eyes were a little confused.
She felt a little unreal, but the Painting Heart Sect was indeed not far from being buried.