Chapter 334 The cold prince’s brother kills everyone 29
Wan Fan's eyes were fixed on that purple scarf.
"Brother." Fuchen automatically stretched out his hand, hugged his neck and leaned against him, relying on and trusting him.
Wan Fan's eyes were blank, he hugged Fu Chen, stood up stiffly, and walked into the yard.
He thought about why the wizard Sadato came looking for them when they were escaping.
Was it because Fuchen's crying gave Zhenren a hint that they were able to escape unscathed at that time?
And the maintenance of the two princes of all kings today.
Did they already know that Fuchen was the heir chosen by Zhenren? Was he the future wizard?
Why chastity?
Is it a witch tribe?
Wan Cang was confused and entered the house.
Put the person on the bed and cover him with the quilt.
Wan Fan sat on the edge of the bed, in a daze.
He didn't know what he was thinking, there was only one voice in his head, and the rest was all hollow pain.
Wan Fan's body was so stiff that he could hardly touch the ground when he stood up and walked. He walked to the pine nut powder and scooped two tablespoons.
After a pause, he took out a pack of powder ink from the drawer and poured it in.
Go to the table and pour water to mix.
Walking to the bed, he shook the drowsy Fu Chen, hugged him and stood up, "Eat before you go to sleep."
Aim the porcelain bowl at your lips and feed sugar water.
Fuchen opened his mouth and gurgled.
If you feel cold, don't show your face.
"Drink up." Wan Fan grabbed her face and poured it in little by little.
Fuchen was too sleepy, so he closed his eyes and opened his mouth to drink.
After drinking them all, Fuchen lay down on the quilt and fell into a deep sleep.
Wan Fan looked at Fu Chen who had passed away and silently lit all the candles...
In the first half of the night, the house was glowing with the warm light of candlelight, and the courtyard was quiet.
When the candles went out, the courtyard fell into comfortable darkness.
Everyone is asleep.
Later in the night, Yinshi said, "Ah!"
Fuchen's crying sound came from the house on the right.
"Ah——" Fuchen's cry broke the peace of the small courtyard.
"Bear it." Wanchang roared.
"Ah——" Fuchen's voice was sharp and he kept crying.
Wang Yong in the middle room yelled, "Don't let her cry! If she cries again, move to another yard!"
Gao Peng, who was in the left room, got up and opened the door.
"Ah!" he actually screamed.
"Are you still allowed to sleep?" Zhongwu opened the door, took two steps, and yelled "Hey!"
Breaking into a cold sweat.
Staring at the courtyard ground.
In the dim courtyard, there was a large, long black entity, twisting on the ground and moving quickly, targeting the people in the right room.
"Ah——" the cry in the room was loud.
"Don't cry."
No matter how much Wanchang drank, Fuchen's crying continued.
"Bang."
"Bang."
The snakes outside were crawling on the windows and hitting the door one by one, very aggressive.
Some even climbed up to the eaves and tried to get under the tiles.
Many of the windows were broken and people climbed in.
The entire right courtyard was wrapped in snakes.
And snakes kept pouring into the yard.
There was even a snake crawling out of his house.
Wang Yong collapsed to the ground and watched in horror as the snakes surrounded him.
It’s almost early winter!
Wang Yong walked backwards into the house.
Gao Meng was also frightened. Even in their culture, snakes are sacred objects and must be respected, but also feared.
But I am afraid that no Gao people have ever seen so many snakes in their lifetime.
"Ah——" Fuchen screamed.
"Fuchen!" Wan Fan hugged Fuchen and looked at the snake crawling on the ground.
A lot of people crawled in through the windows.
From time to time, a few pieces fall off the eaves, and they can be found everywhere.
Crawling on the ground.
It made a muffled sound when it fell on the top of the bed.
"Ah——" Fuchen struggled to push away the chaff, and his tears continued.
The snakes continued to gather, shrinking the encirclement, but did not attack.
Wan Fan looked at the black snake on Fu Chen's body, spitting out snake letters, threatening him.
This is the king of snakes.
It's not an exaggeration to say he's a demon.
His neck was so close to the black snake and he was not bitten, probably because Fuchen had no intention of attacking him.
"Ah——" Fuchen cried, raised his head and pushed Wanchang away, refusing Wanchang's approach.
The black snake opened its mouth and bit Wanchang's tiger's mouth.
Wanchang felt pain and subconsciously let go of his hand.
Fuchen fell down, and hundreds of snakes gathered behind him to support Fuchen.
Fu Chen fell to the ground and immediately ran towards the door.
Wan Fan was about to call out to Fu Chen.
"Fuchen!" A shout from the courtyard door stopped all Wan Cang's remarks.
Suddenly two groups of people appeared at the entrance of the small courtyard, and the women in blue and purple clothes stood in two lines.
The man in purple strode into the house and paused when he saw a large number of snakes.
The snakes held Fuchen up and helped her unlock the door.
"Master." Fuchen opened the door, ran over, and hugged the man in purple. His voice was soft and full of attachment.
When Wan Fan came out of the house, he saw Fu Chen throwing himself at his feet and the sound of "Master". He frowned and couldn't accept it.
There was no moment where he felt the word "betrayal" more deeply.
At this time, the snakes gradually dispersed, and only the black snake crawled onto Fuchen's body and entangled itself around her neck.
The purple-robed Zhenren wizard picked up Fuchen.
Fuchen immediately raised his arms and said with tears in his eyes, "It hurts."
On Fuchen's left arm, there is an extra word, "chran".
It was covered in blood and flesh, and the left upper arm was almost intact.
At first glance, it was all covered in bloodstains.
Zhenren's face was covered with frost, "Who do you think she is? Your slave? Do you carve words for her?"
He gave a look to the miko serving next to him.
Zhenren turned around and left.
The witch directed the two witches to go in.
Two witches entered the courtyard. One witch grabbed Wan Fan and exerted force, causing Wan Fan to kneel to the ground.
Wan Fan was surprised.
He is usually quite powerful.
But the witch's hand was like the iron hook of the King of Hell, grabbing him with no strength at all.
Another witch took a pill from her arms and fed it into Wan Nang's mouth.
Wanchang refused to swallow, but his mouth was clamped and he was forced to swallow.
For a moment, my heart and lungs were in severe pain.
It's like a thousand insects piercing your heart.
The witch let go.
Wan Fan fell to the ground, clutching his heart in pain.
The two witches were discharged from the hospital.
People in the two rooms were peeping silently, and no one dared to leave the room.
At the corner outside the courtyard, Zhuge Jin watched the witches leaving, and waited until they had completely left before quickly entering the courtyard.
When I went in, I saw a large figure falling on the ground. "What's wrong with you?" He helped the person up.
Wanchang held his heart and vomited blood, with insects beating in the blood.
"Fuchen, Fuchen was taken away." Wan Fan's voice was hoarse, his face full of pain.
Zhuge Jin stared at the bugs on the ground, picked them up, crushed them, and judged the bugs.
In this world, there are several major families that are feared by people: one is the Wu Clan, the other is the scattered Zhuge Clan, and the Happy Sect is hiding in the mountains and forests.
It is not known exactly what the Happy Party is called.
Because I suspected that Master Liusu, who wrote "Happiness", was a member of this sect, I used his representative works to identify the sect.
The witch clan is divided into witch, voodoo, poison, and medicine.
Being proficient in one subject is a great achievement.
I didn’t expect that the Great Wizard of All Nations, Sadato, would be such a powerful character.
Zhuge Jin frowned. Before going out, the family elder gave him a life-saving elixir, in case he was seriously threatened and the family's distant water could not save him from the near fire.
Zhuge Jin looked at Wan Fan's painful expression and hesitated.
There are no more than three pills of this kind in the family.
One of them was given to him.
If he gave it to an outsider...but the hexagram...
"Ah——" Wan Fan continued to vomit blood, the ground was covered with blood, and his whole weight fell on Zhuge Jin.
Zhuge Jin saw the person gradually showing a dead look, gritted his teeth, pushed away the chaff, and ran out.
Wan Fan fell to the ground, thinking about the past in a daze.
