The bones were white and the demon sect's right protector was not in a hurry to attack. He folded his arms and hid his body in the darkness.

Lin Zheng felt vaguely uneasy. He glanced at Balian, but without giving up, he went to persuade everyone one by one.

But after leaving Ye Shu's position, the young Marquis' words did not carry as much weight as before.

The advice failed, but it was met with disappointment.

If his arrogance had been the same in the past, Lin Zheng would definitely have an attack.

But now he knew that he was in the wrong, and after failing to achieve anything, he retreated with deep thoughts, found an open space, sat down with a dejected expression, and said no more words.

Yin Baishuang sat next to Bai Lian and suddenly said: "Now we are all trapped here, and no one is stopping Ye Shu from getting the pearl. If this continues, you will not be able to complete what the Demon King told you."

Although the expression on Bailian's face was solemn, there was no trace of panic: "It doesn't matter, there is still a chance for things to turn around."

Yin Baishuang's eyes moved slightly, and she was about to say something more, but at this moment, a low scream came from not far away.

The scream was so loud that it attracted everyone's attention.

"Brother Song! Brother Song, what's wrong with you!"

A monk who was quietly meditating and resting seemed to have suddenly fallen ill. His whole body twitched and twitched, his arms, legs and feet were twisted into knots, foaming at the mouth, his eyes bulged and turned white, and he fell down in an extremely ferocious and twisted posture.

The sudden change shocked everyone.

However, the middle-aged monk known as Brother Song did not die in one breath.

The whole person looked like a poisoned earthworm, rolling and twitching in pain on the ground, and letting out inarticulate painful roars from his mouth.

"What's going on? What's going on?!!"

Everyone began to panic and did not dare to approach the man at all. Gradually, the man's body was covered with dense red spots.

The white eyes were also filled with blood, and soon they became filled with blood and bulged out, protruding from the eye sockets like goldfish eyes, and the blood was like a dripping bag.

Not long after, he let out a shrill scream, and his swollen eyes shot out bloody arrows with a stinky smell. Two red tendrils of flesh could be vaguely seen crawling out, and then the tendrils quickly withered and turned black.

Then the blood from the man's facial features spurted out like an explosion, covering his entire head with blood, completely devoid of life.

After he died, his twisted body was still twitching and moving, slowly filling up with water and swelling.

The weird death appearance makes people feel numb, and they also wonder how a living person could die like this.

The frightened people gathered around with strong confusion and curiosity. Even Lin Zheng couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and followed him with a pale face.

Balian, who was sitting on the ground, raised his head slightly and moved the tip of his nose slightly, as if he had caught something extremely sensitively, and stood up silently.

Yin Baishuang said in surprise: "You can't see and still want to join in the fun?"

Balian didn't say anything, but silently took Su Jing and Yin Baishuang's wrists and pulled them further back.

Yin Baishuang frowned coldly, and was about to have an attack, but saw Su Jing silently holding her hand quietly and stepping back obediently.

For some reason, Yin Baishuang vaguely felt that if she didn't cooperate now, it would be miserable later.

So she let him hold her and retreated again and again, until her back almost touched the bone wall.

On the other side, everyone saw Bailian's cautious and evasive look, and felt great disdain.

I secretly thought that those two girls just wanted to keep their homes clean, but your handsome man acted coy and afraid of getting into trouble, which is really shameful.

The cause of Brother Song's death was bizarre, and it is unknown who was responsible for the assassination. If the body is not dissected and the matter is investigated, there is no guarantee that no one will be murdered again.

Even though the appearance of death is terrifying, he is still a dead person, so I really don’t know what to be afraid of...

A monk was putting away his contempt for Bailian. Under the gaze of everyone watching, he stretched out his hand and was about to turn over the body of the man named Song.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his palm touched the abnormally swollen corpse, his fingertips felt as if he had touched something extremely rotten and slimy.

At the same time, there was a sound of air surging inside the highly swollen corpse.

The scene of the corpse's skin and flesh being torn was displayed in front of everyone's eyes.

The air around me seemed to be stagnant for a moment.

The next moment, the monk who stretched out his hand opened his mouth wide in horror and yelled: "Get out, get out! Get out! Hurry up!"

At this point, it was really too late to say anything.

Even if they have great escaping skills, it will be of no avail.

An indescribable muffled explosion echoed in the wild wind, and at the same time, there was a strong and overpowering rotten stench.

The body that had just died exploded!

It was like a corpse that had been rotting for a long time and suddenly saw the light of day. The colorful rotting slurry of red, yellow, green and purple spurted out like an explosion of magma, flying all over the sky.

Just a ray of disgusting smell that is enough to make one's soul explode comes overwhelmingly. For a while, angry roars and desperate screams can be heard.

The power of the corpse explosion was extremely terrifying. It is really hard to imagine that the things that exploded from a person's body after death could be so endless.

As a result, no one who came to watch was spared. Red and green slime maggots poured over everyone's head and body, and the corpse continued to spray a stench.

The monk who just tried to look at it was the worst. His self-sacrifice spirit of opening his mouth wide and roaring to let others evacuate quickly is worthy of respect.

But at this moment, his mouth was filled with lumps and his internal organs were covered in blood. It was really miserable and made people feel sympathy.

Yin Baishuang, who had cold eyes just a moment ago and was dissatisfied with Balian's physical contact, turned pale, her body trembled violently, and she subconsciously hugged Balian's arm, her whole body was shaking, and she was in shock.

The stench that hit her nostrils made her look extremely ugly. Her snow-white neck rolled uncontrollably, as if she was about to vomit. She made an extremely angry voice: "What the hell is this! It's so disgusting!"

Balian felt her fingers tremble with shock.

After all, she is still a girl. Even if she is not afraid of ghosts and monsters, she will still show her weak and helpless side when faced with this bloody and putrid stench.

Balian silently let go of her wrist, raised his arm to stop her trembling, thin and delicate shoulders, gently supported her head with his palm, and made her bury her cheek into his shoulder.

Yin Baishuang stiffened and subconsciously wanted to push him away.

But when the tip of his nose touched the cold fabric of Balian's body, there seemed to be a clean and refreshing breath surrounding him, which diluted the strong and disgusting smell surrounding him.

Sniffing it carefully like this, the soul that has been entangled with bitterness for a lifetime is inexplicably soothed in an instant.

The fingertips that tightly grasped the clothes between his arms could not help but relax a little, and the soft black hair covered his eyebrows.

Amidst the commotion, Su Jing's eyes were dark, with no trace of ripples visible inside. They were as cold and upright as pines and bamboos, and on the surface, they looked as cold as the moon, with a ruthless indifference.

The extremely beautiful appearance, the mess and filth in front of her, and the stench all around her were not enough to make her raise her eyebrows.

They are simply more calm, fearless and unconscious than the statues of gods enshrined in the temple.

She looked at the chaos calmly, seeming to find it a bit noisy and boring, and glanced at it with a cold gaze.

Then he saw Yin Baishuang's weak and quiet look leaning on him, and her dark and calm eyes couldn't help but froze.

There seemed to be a thick darkness in her dark eyes, as if something was sinking.

The corners of Su Jing's mouth tightened slightly, and an undetectable hum came out between his breaths.

She had always been quiet, so this very light hum was very unlike her habit. Balian couldn't help turning his head and asked softly: "Miss Su Jing, what's wrong with you?"

Su Jing had no expression: "What the hell is this?"

Huh? Why does this sentence sound familiar?

Su Jing looked serious and added word for word: "It's so disgusting."

Balian fell silent.

Isn't this the line Miss Yin just gave?

It seemed that he was aware of Balian's strange silence, but Su Jing could not wait to get the effect he wanted.

She pursed her lips slightly, raised her eyelashes, looked at Balian with dark and quiet eyes, leaned towards him, grabbed his other arm and shook it expressionlessly, and said with a straight face: "

It’s really scary.”

"..." Balian always felt that something was wrong that he couldn't explain, so he asked: "Miss Su Jing feels disgusted."

Miss Su Jing replied from Shanruliu: "Well, disgusting."

Balian was silent for a moment, then he had no choice but to raise his arms awkwardly, hold her shoulders and back stiffly, let her come close to her, and comforted her softly: "Then don't look any further."

Su Jing snorted coldly, looking like she found the smell around her unbearable, and buried her head into his shoulder.

The monks who were sprayed all over their heads and faces fell to their knees and crawled on the ground, vomiting so hard that they almost vomited out their overnight meal.

Xun Guan wanted to cry but had no tears. His heart, liver, spleen, and lungs were all sore from vomiting. How could he finally regain his composure?

Only then did he think that Bai Lian had the foresight to retreat far away just now. He couldn't help but look up and exclaimed in his heart, "What a guy!"

They were showered with the disgusting filth all over their faces. This guy was really amazing. He was hugging each other in a clean and leisurely manner.

Damn it, I've seen a ghost. The daughters of two righteous leaders, who were born to be incompatible with each other, and would fight each other when they met. Two little aunts who should not be provoked can actually have such a well-behaved and weak side.

Under the strong contrast, Xun Guan was a little angry and complained: "Master Si Chen, you already knew that this body cannot be touched, why didn't you tell us earlier?"

Everyone also reacted, and couldn't help but angrily echoed: "Yes, if Mr. Si Chen had mentioned it more, why would we be so filthy and messy?"

"Damn! This rotten smell will be hard to get rid of in three years and will be a nightmare for life!"

Balian said calmly: "I asked you to leave here early, but you didn't listen. You will accuse me of not reminding you until trouble occurs. Since you don't like to listen to my advice, why bother wasting your words."

"This is not the other thing. This young master is obviously being cautious!"
To be continued...