"Brother, don't run, come back quickly!" Seeing Meng Luochuan's angry and almost crazy look, Duan Qianhong was extremely anxious.
Meng Luochuan frantically searched the town, searching along the streets one by one. His posture seemed to turn the town upside down, and he was furious.
After searching for a cup of tea for a long time, he was exhausted and stopped. He knelt on the roof and looked around helplessly, with a sad and angry look on his face, and murmured: "Give me back my gentleness, give back my wife!"
"Brother, please wake up, Wen Wan was just caught!"
"She's not dead yet, don't be sad!" Duan Qianhong came to the side and comforted her softly.
"How could I be so stupid to leave Wen Wan alone?" Meng Luochuan ignored her words, as if he had lost his mind. He lowered his head and looked extremely annoyed, hugging his head and crying.
"Brother, please wake up, everyone is still waiting for you to take charge of the overall situation!" Duan Qianhong said angrily, and her persuasion for a long time had no effect.
At this time, Lu Chen suddenly rushed over and looked at the two of them doubtfully: "What's going on?"
"Brother Lu!" Duan Qianhong was overjoyed when she saw Lu Chen and quickly told him the whole story.
Lu Chen frowned and said, "Wen Wan was abducted by Lu Honghong?"
"Well, it's all my fault that eldest brother and I were too careless, allowing Lu Honghong to take advantage of the situation!" Duan Qianhong said, blaming herself.
Lu Chen pondered for a moment and sighed softly: "Okay, your wife is not dead, she was just taken away. Why is a big man crying? Just save her and it will be fine."
Hearing Lu Chen's words, Meng Luochuan's eyes lit up with annoyance. He quickly turned around and grabbed Lu Chen's clothes and begged: "Lu Chen, Brother Lu, you must save my wife Wen Wan, I can't live without her."
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"Get up first and then talk about it. How do you behave like the master of a palace?" Lu Chen shouted while looking at the chaotic Meng Luochuan.
Meng Luochuan looked at him expectantly: "Get up as soon as you promise!"
"Okay, I promise you, I will rescue your wife if I have the chance. The most important thing now is to clean up the battle!" Lu Chen said with some displeasure.
This Meng Luochuan is really the master of the first palace, and he begs others so lowly for a woman, which is almost embarrassing.
Is it worth it? There are so many women in the world that you have to hang yourself from a tree.
No wonder so many people in Tianque Palace are dissatisfied with Meng Luochuan. Seeing his decadent appearance, if he is really allowed to become the palace master in the future, it is conceivable that it will only be a matter of time for Tianque Palace to decline day by day in the future.
When Meng Luochuan heard this, he was overjoyed and burst into tears of gratitude: "Thank you, thank you, Brother Lu, I will leave my wife to you!"
In this helpless situation, he seemed to have found a savior, and he could only rely on Lu Chen for all his hope.
After all, Lu Chen is a famous unparalleled swordsman, and he is the only one among them who has the strength to save Wen Wan.
"Let's go, let's clean up the mess first!" Lu Chen shook his head and sighed softly.
The rain stopped, and the three of them came to the main road of the town. The men in black were nowhere to be found, and the disciples of the sect were already cleaning the battlefield. The streets were full of mourners, and many people were dead, scattered everywhere, and each one died in a miserable manner.
Although they won this fight, it was a miserable victory.
It took more than half an hour to clean up the battlefield. Duan Qianhong counted the number of people and found that more than a thousand people were lost this time!
Including the brothers who died in Tianlang Valley, the team of 5,000 people lost almost one-third at this time. The bloody scene was too tragic.
These are all living human lives!
Each and every one of them was an elite disciple trained by the sect with great efforts, but they disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Wu Tong walked quickly from the street in the distance. Every step he took, the ground shook. His body was in tatters and there were white marks everywhere. His breath was messed up, as if a crazy fight had taken place.
"Where is the ghost mountain and quiet spring?" Duan Qianhong looked at the other party in surprise.
Wu Tong's voice sounded low: "He ran away!"
"How's that guy doing?" Duan Qianhong asked.
Wu Tong shook his head and said: "That guy was only slightly injured, I can't kill him!"
"Can't even deal with you?" Duan Qianhong said with surprise.
Wu Tong sighed: "It's not that he can't be dealt with, Guishan Youquan is good at speed, and my hammering technique can't touch him!"
Lu Chen on the side said in surprise: "Who is Guishan Youquan?"
"The God of Death is known as the number one lone killer in Kyushu!" Wu Tong said bluntly.
When Lu Chen heard this, he suddenly realized: "It turns out to be him!"
As for the 'God of Death', Ghost Mountain and Youquan, I had only heard of him but not seen him a long time ago. Lu Chen only knew a little bit about him.
The God of Death became famous fifty years ago and killed many top figures. During that time, the rumors about him were almost overwhelming in the land of Kyushu and everyone knew about it.
Rumor has it that he only used a blood-colored sickle to kill people, and he was as elusive and silent as a legendary ghost. He once caused a huge sensation in the land of Kyushu and attracted countless masters to hunt him down.
Later, for some unknown reason, he suddenly disappeared. I didn't expect that he would suddenly appear here, which is really puzzling.
"What to do!" Lu Chen glanced at the lost Meng Luochuan and asked Duan Qianhong.
Meng Luochuan was really affectionate towards his wife!
Duan Qianhong sighed: "Things have reached this point. We can't go back. Let's pack up and get ready to set off!"
"What to do with these dead people? Leaving them here in a small town is not an option?" Lu Chen looked around at the piles of corpses and frowned.
Duan Qianhong said: "Burn it on fire and let the injured disciple return to Cuizhuxuan first!"
"You can handle it yourself, I'll wait for you at the entrance of the town!" Lu Chen said calmly, and then walked towards the entrance of the town.
Duan Qianhong nodded, and then asked someone to go to those old shops to get some kerosene, sprinkle it on the piled corpses, and throw it on fire.
With a loud bang, the flames burst into flames and crackled, and soon the dilapidated shops along the street were burning, and thick smoke billowed into the air.
The original team of five thousand people shrunk and suffered heavy losses. The group of people geared up again and set off, heading to the Corpse Forest, which was the only way to Chongyang Lake.
As time goes by, the sky has gradually darkened, and the originally dark weather has become darker and darker, as if it has been broken by thick ink, and you can't see your fingers on the road.
The team that was busy on the road held up torches one by one and continued to move forward along the muddy path. Although it affected their progress, it was not a big problem.
From a distance, it looks like a long fire dragon shuttling along the forest path, which is extremely spectacular.
For about an hour, the team, led by four innate experts, soon arrived at the legendary Forest of Bones.
The Bone Forest is a wasteland. It is said that thousands of years ago, this was an ancient battlefield where many warlords and princes fought each other for territory. Countless soldiers died here.
Over thousands of years, after endless years of baptism and erosion, the bloody smell has long since disappeared. Trees and bamboo forests have grown in many places, but there is only a faint trace of strong resentment left.
Perhaps those soldiers who died with hatred failed to fulfill their responsibility to protect their homes and country, and were unwilling to leave. They turned into wisps of dead souls and wandered here, hoping that one day they could rise from the ashes and regain their homeland.
In the dark forest, there were overgrown weeds, and the ground was covered with rotten leaves, which made a creaking sound when stepped on.
There were gusts of cold wind, and the faint sound of swallows came faintly in the boundless darkness, as if I was telling someone my story.
Lu Chen was walking on the grass and could clearly see with his eyes that many white skeletons were exposed in the nearby weeds. They could be seen everywhere. There were even some rusty weapons randomly inserted into these skeletons.
above, silently telling the bloody history of that year.
If there were no jungles and weeds here, what we would see would definitely be a sea of corpses and weapons. I don’t know how many people died here before such a spectacular scene would occur.
"Palace Master, there is a corpse here!" Someone in the team seemed to have seen something and shouted in horror.
Hearing this, Meng Luochuan frowned and walked over with Duan Qianhong to take a look. They found a rotten corpse lying at the disciple's feet, with a broken skull and countless maggots turning around in the rotten corpse. It was so disgusting that it made him feel uncomfortable.
People's scalp is numb.
It seems that he died not long ago. If he had been missing for many years, the flesh and blood would have been gone for a long time. How could there be a putrid smell emanating from it?
Duan Qianhong blushed and said coldly: "Don't make a fuss, this is a dead person abandoned here by others! Continue on your way."
"Miss, who would dump the body here?" the sect disciple asked doubtfully.
Duan Qianhong's beautiful eyes swept across the dark jungle nearby, and then explained: "There are no signs of fighting around. This dead man was obviously not killed here, but was moved from other places."
"Who would dump the body here? It's so wicked."
"No one dares to come to this Bone Forest in broad daylight, let alone at night, it will scare people to death!"
"Yeah, who died so miserably, who could be so insidious!"
The surrounding disciples glanced around nervously, feeling the strange atmosphere of the mountain forest. Thinking of the terrifying rumors about the Bone Forest, their faces became frightened.
The entire team was chattering for a while, and the tense atmosphere spread like a plague.
Meng Luochuan seemed to have regained some energy and shouted loudly: "Brothers, don't panic, this Bone Forest was actually an ancient battlefield a long time ago. Many dead people were abandoned here without being buried. All the bones you see are from a thousand years ago.
It’s just the remains of those dead soldiers!”
"Sect Master, what's going on with this rotting corpse?" A disciple of the sect said bravely.
Duan Qianhong on the side explained loudly: "Those are just corpses thrown here by others. The Bone Forest is a famous mass grave with a radius of hundreds of miles. As long as there are nameless dead people nearby, the common people will go there."
