In the secret room, the middle-aged monk who was covered by Tianluo's evil-killing net had no power to resist.
He tried his best to curl up, as if this could reduce his pain.
However, such actions were obviously in vain. Gray mist continued to appear on his body surface, which was immediately absorbed by the Zhuxie Net, and his body continued to wither and shrink.
The middle-aged monk's screams quickly became muted, and in the end he could only make a "ho ho" sound.
He still had his last breath left.
Wang Chen noticed that the Evil Killing Net had stopped absorbing evil power, as if it had drained the evil monk dry.
His heart moved, and he immediately took back the evil-killing net.
"Please, please."
The dying middle-aged monk suddenly woke up, and his originally cloudy eyes became brighter. Although he was already on his deathbed, he returned to normal: "Let go, let go of my wife and daughter!"
He was shaking all over, relying solely on his returning spirit to support himself.
The look in Wang Chen's eyes was full of pleading.
Wang Chen nodded.
Although he has killed many people, he has never killed innocent people!
Therefore, Wang Chen would not attack his wife and children without the other party's pleading.
"Thanks."
The middle-aged monk's eyes gradually faded, and he murmured: "Here, give me a good time."
Wang Chen pinched his hand and stabbed his sword finger.
A golden finger penetrated the head, completely ending the opponent's life.
[Tian Gong +3]
[Tiangong (change destiny): 101]
The Heavenly Skill has exceeded three digits, and it can add some points to the root or understanding!
However, Wang Chen didn't feel much joy in his heart.
In the past few days, he had witnessed the fortresses being breached one after another, and countless casual cultivators being beheaded.
Of course many people deserve it.
But there are also many innocent people implicated.
Wang Chen finally understood how difficult and dangerous the life of these casual cultivators in the outside world was!
The road is ruthless and there is never true fairness.
The only thing you can rely on is your own strength!
This clear realization made Wang Chen's Taoist heart even firmer.
He closed the cultivation panel and summoned the fire crow to burn the corpses on the ground to ashes.
"Ashes return to ashes, soil returns to earth, dead souls return to thick soil..."
Silently reciting the rebirth mantra in his heart, Wang Chen took the ashes of the middle-aged monk into an empty talisman bag.
After completing his salvation, he returned to the room above.
The yellow-faced female correctional officer hugged her daughter tightly, her expression extremely dull.
He looked as if his heart was filled with despair.
However, Wang Chen's appearance instantly added something called "hope" to her eyes.
Her chapped lips moved a few times, and the yellow-faced female cultivator asked cautiously: "Come on, go up, cultivator..."
Wang Chen threw the talisman bag to her.
The yellow-faced female cultivator subconsciously caught it, her expression became extremely stiff, she opened her mouth and could no longer make any sound.
The last hope has been dashed!
Although this newly widowed nun looks extremely pitiful.
But Wang Chen didn't have much sympathy.
She obviously knew about her husband's situation, but she hid the secret in the hope of just in case.
Little do they know that such an approach harms others and themselves.
If a monk who is possessed by evil spirits cannot get rid of the evil power in his body, he will eventually become a real evil spirit sooner or later.
By then, not only her and her daughter's lives would be in danger, but everyone in the walled city might also suffer!
"Mother, mother!"
The little girl was frightened. She grabbed the yellow-faced nun's clothes tightly and cried loudly.
However, her mother, who usually loved her the most, had no reaction at all!
The little girl seemed to understand something, and suddenly let go of the yellow-faced female cultivator, turned around and pounced on Wang Chen.
He raised his fist and hit him.
"Bad guy!"
It's just that her strength was too weak. Not only was she unable to hurt Wang Chen at all, but she smashed her own hand red.
The little girl seemed unaware and stubbornly continued her attack: "Bad guy, bad guy!"
Wang Chen shook his head and knelt down, reaching out and rubbing her head.
The little girl was immediately stunned.
But the next moment, her eyes revealed a look of hatred, and she opened her mouth and bit Wang Chen's wrist viciously.
As a result, I almost chipped my tooth.
Wang Chen sighed and said to her seriously: "If you hate someone and don't have the strength, then hide your hatred."
"If you want to kill someone but can't beat him, sharpen your teeth."
"If you want to take revenge, you must first live bravely!"
"Understand?"
The little girl took a step back blankly.
"Rong Rong!"
At this time, the yellow-faced female cultivator seemed to be waking up from a dream, and hurriedly took the little girl into her arms.
She was so frightened that she was about to kneel down to Wang Chen on the spot: "Shang Xiu, Rongrong is too young, she is not sensible..."
Wang Chen raised his hand to support the other party, and handed her a storage bag: "It is a serious crime to hide evil cultivators privately, so you should take care of yourself."
This storage bag belongs to a middle-aged monk.
Wang Chen picked it off before cremation, and now it has been returned to its original owner.
There weren't many things in the storage bag, and the family's life was obviously very difficult.
Not only did Wang Chen not take away any items, he instead filled it with hundreds of kilograms of spiritual rice and monster meat jerky.
All were previously collected.
I believe it will be enough to feed the mother and daughter for two to three years.
The yellow-faced female cultivator was immediately speechless, and immediately started crying while holding her daughter in her arms.
Wang Chen stood up.
When he walked out of the room, he subconsciously glanced back.
As a result, I happened to meet the eyes of the little girl named "Rong Rong"!
Even after many, many years have passed, Wang Chen has not forgotten the look in the other person's eyes at this moment.
He turned around and stepped out of the door, waving and clapped his hands on the wall outside the door.
Print a cloud pattern emblem of the Yunyang Sect!
It shows that this home has been inspected and there are no problems!
"What do you want to do?"
Just as Wang Chen was about to go to the next house to check, a rather familiar voice came from not far ahead.
He took a closer look.
I found a handsome Sunset Peak disciple surrounded by four or five casual cultivators!
The two sides are having a fierce dispute.
Although those casual cultivators did not dare to take action.
But the handsome young people surrounding him refused to give way and cursed loudly.
"The Yunyang sect must be reasonable!"
"You want to investigate evil cultivators, and we are very cooperative."
"But you damaged my magic weapon, you have to pay for it, right?"
"That's right, you are an upright disciple of a famous family, you can't be a rogue, right?"
"That's right!"
The handsome young man was anxious and angry, his face turned red. He wanted to argue but was blocked.
Wang Chen suspected that if the argument continued, he would suffer a myocardial infarction on the spot.
Just convinced!
Although he was a little angry, but now that he saw it, Wang Chen had no intention of sitting idly by.
He strode forward, ready to help the other party out: "You..."
Before Wang Chen finished speaking, a bright sword light suddenly came into his eyes.
The next moment, heads were flying into the sky spurting blood!——
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