Piao Tian Literature A gust of wind came, and the clothes of more than a dozen corpses were swaying slightly, making a slight hunting sound. It was particularly clear in the silent twilight, and people couldn't help but shudder. The scene in front of them was strange and terrifying, and it made people shudder. Everyone was cold from head to toe.
Xianer's pink face instantly turned pale with fright. She almost screamed on the spot. She clutched Yechen's arm tightly and refused to let go. She had never seen such a scene in her dreams. It was too terrifying!
A trace of pity flashed in Yechen's eyes. Even though she was extremely talented and had unrivaled fighting power, she was still a girl, and it was unbearable for her to face such a scene.
He gently patted Xian'er's trembling little hand, indicating that there was no need to be afraid, and whispered: "Don't be afraid, it's okay. I'll go over and take a look. Don't run around here and wait for me, you and Xiaofan."
Xianer held Yechen's arm tightly, looking at Yechen pitifully as he shook his head desperately, refusing to let go no matter what.
Yechen had no choice but to say: "Okay, you can follow, but don't look up."
"Yeah!" Xian'er quickly nodded in agreement.
Yechen was alert to the movements around him and moved closer to the stone wall.
Numerous corpses were arranged neatly, swaying gently in the breeze. The wounds were shocking. Some corpses were even incomplete. The blood dripping from the corpses stained the stone wall under the corpses with mottled blood. Dots of scarlet and dense blood stains made it look eerie. fear.
The more than ten corpses were all dressed in uniform uniforms. Even the blood had not completely solidified. It was obvious that they had just died.
Ye Chen focused his attention on the first corpse on the left. This monk had his forehead pierced by a long sword and was nailed to the stone wall. The crucified monk bled to death from his seven orifices. His expression was extremely ferocious, his eyes were open to death, and he was angry. His open eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment. The scarlet blood had not yet dried up and solidified, slowly flowing down his chin and neck. The entire body was dyed with scarlet blood, like a ghost crawling out of the Nine Nether Hell, which made people feel uncomfortable. Looking at it makes me feel cold.
His face became a little ugly, and his heart was filled with anger. The method of killing people and hanging their corpses was too cruel and vicious. What kind of unsolvable hatred could there be to commit such a cruel act after killing people?
After Xian'er, who was close to Ye Chen, approached the stone wall, her curiosity temporarily defeated her fear, and she couldn't help timidly raising her head and looking at Ye Chen.
"Ah!" Xian'er was frightened by this terrifying scene and screamed. She quickly lowered her head and closed her eyes. She held Yechen's jade hand and trembled slightly. She said in horror: "It's so scary. How could someone be so cruel?"
"Fifth Senior Brother!" Ji Xiaofan suddenly shouted in fear, his face full of sadness and disbelief, his eyes fixed on the corpse on the far left side of the stone wall, his eyes instantly filled with tears.
Ye Chen was startled, and murderous intent loomed in his eyes. It turned out that these were all disciples of the Tianyi Sword Sect. The mysterious organization really wanted to kill the Tianyi Sword Sect, otherwise it would not have used such cruel methods that angered both humans and gods.
Ji Xiaofan moved his eyes with difficulty, his eyes passing over the row of corpses one by one, his voice choked and sad: "Fifth Senior Brother! Senior Brother Zuo! Senior Brother Bian ****??"
Tears rolled down Ji Xiaofan's face. These were the senior brothers he had known each other day and night. He never expected that it would be like this when they met again.
Ye Chen suddenly felt something in his heart, and a terrible suspicion flashed through his mind. He quickly grabbed Ji Xiaofan's arm and said urgently: "Xiaofan, don't be sad yet, I have something to ask you."
Ji Xiaofan stared at Ye Chen with tears in his eyes and barely stopped crying.
Ye Chen looked solemn and said, "Have your fifth senior brothers also received the message from your senior brother and come to support Holy Lord Tianyi?"
Ji Xiaofan couldn't react for a moment, and after being stunned for a moment, he said sadly: "That should be the case. In order to distract the enemy's attention that day, we attacked the two uncles. I and several senior brothers set out in different directions respectively. I remember that the fifth ****?? senior brother and their team should be heading due east. If they hadn¡¯t received the summons from the senior brother, they would not have It might appear here."
A chill suddenly rose in Yechen's heart. It was obvious that the mysterious organization had guessed that the disciples of Tianyi Sword Sect would desperately rescue Holy Lord Tianyi, so they could kill the "Fifth Senior Brother" and more than ten monks so neatly. Kill them all and hang their bodies here!
He knew that the mysterious organization had set up an ambush on the way to the direction of Holy Lord Tianyi. Going there could almost be said to be a trap for himself!
However, besides that, there was something that made Ye Chen even more worried. He felt vaguely that something was wrong, but he just couldn't grasp that "point", and he just had a bad premonition lingering in his heart.
A ray of gloom crept up between Yechen's brows. His intuition has always been very accurate. This matterThere must be something wrong, I just didn't find it!
"Hey, bad guy, what's wrong with you?" Xian'er, who was thoughtful, quickly discovered that Ye Chen was not in the right mood and couldn't help but ask.
"It's nothing." Ye Chen shook his head, his brows furrowed and difficult to relax.
Ji Xiaofan¡¯s eyes were filled with tears and he was crying bitterly. The tragic deaths of these fellow apprentices who had known each other day and night before his eyes was a heavy blow to him, which he could not bear.
Ye Chen patted the young monk's shoulder and said in a deep voice: "My condolences, it's useless to cry anymore after what happened. The most important thing now is to find your leader as soon as possible, so that you can be worthy of your dead brother. them."
After he said these words, he felt a little ridiculous. Since the mysterious organization could set up an ambush on the way to rescue Holy Lord Tianyi, it is still unknown whether Holy Lord Tianyi is still alive!
But he couldn¡¯t tell Ji Xiaofan what he thought, otherwise the young monk might not be able to withstand such a blow and his whole body would collapse.
Ji Xiaofan wiped away his tears with his sleeves, looked at Ye Chen and said firmly: "Brother Ye Chen, you are right, we must rescue the Holy Master and avenge the master and the fifth senior brother. !¡±
"Don't worry, we will definitely rescue your Holy Master." Ye Chen rubbed Ji Xiaofan's head and comforted him.
Xian'er looked worried and couldn't help but tugged at the corner of Yechen's clothes, whispered in his ear: "It's not that simple. The other party has obviously set an ambush in front, waiting for us to surrender." There¡¯s a snare!¡±
Ye Chen looked at Ji Xiaofan, and then looked up at the more than ten disciples of Tianyi Sword Sect who were nailed to the stone wall. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He hated such cruel methods.
But what he saw in front of him also made him realize the difficulties of the road ahead. He lowered his voice and said, not wanting Ji Xiaofan to hear, "I will definitely do what I promised. As for the result, just do your best and obey fate!"