Chapter 74 Bloody Slaughterhouse

At the end of the dungeon is a slaughterhouse. It is not an anclave to say that it is a slaughterhouse. In addition to the various knives hanging on the wall, there is only one big iron bed that has been dyed blood red.

There is a woman who is tied to her limbs and her whole body. The woman's appearance can no longer be seen clearly. Because of the blurred flesh and blood on her face, her ears, nose and eyes have been dug out, leaving only six bloody black holes. And thick blood kept pouring out of his mouth, whining, and he could no longer make a sound.

Although Zhang Zixuan has also experienced many scenes, horror and blood are hundreds of times stronger than the scene in front of him, but somehow, when he saw this woman, he felt uncomfortable.

"Who are you? Why did you break in without permission?" Next to the woman stood a middle-aged man with a fleshy face. Looking at him, he was not much different from the pig butcher on the street.

Zhang Zixuan did not move. He glanced around, and finally stared at the half-dead woman lying in the cold **.

"Who are you and why do I feel a little familiar?" Zhang Zixuan ignored the middle-aged man and walked to the woman instead.

The woman's tongue and ears were removed. She couldn't hear Zhang Zixuan speak or answer him. I can only make a helpless whining sound.

Zhang Zixuan put his body on the woman, and then explored his consciousness into her spiritual platform.

"You are looking for death!" The middle-aged man next to him saw that Zhang Zixuan ignored himself, so he picked up the kitchen knife in his hand and suddenly cut Zhang Zixuan.

"Bum", Zhang Zixuan's consciousness was still communicating with the woman and did not move, but the middle-aged man was shot out and nailed to the wall.

Yan Laihong withdrew his fist, and the blood stains of the middle-aged man still flowed on it, reflecting Yan Lai's red and pink skin.

"She is the flower slave who is responsible for getting you familiar with Xianle Mansion. What? Don't know? Are all of you men like this? Although Yan Laihong didn't know the woman, she had seen her serve him beside Zhang Zixuan.

Zhang Zixuan withdrew his arm and bowed his head to meditate. After communicating with Zhang Zixuan's consciousness, the woman also miraculously gradually calmed down. For a moment, the dungeon fell into silence.

The friction sound of the chain is so obvious in this dead silence. Zhang Zixuan did not look back, even if he felt the murderous intention behind him.

"Who are you? Report it!"

Yan Laihong didn't have Zhang Zixuan's keen six senses. He was shocked to hear someone suddenly shouting angrily. Subconsciously looking back, I saw a horrible-looking monster pushing them step by step.

It's not true to say that that person is a monster. The cyan body is almost half **, only wrapped in a small piece of cloth at **. He was tied with a pile of thick iron chains all over his body, and both ends of the chains were captured by him, seemingly leisurely and constantly circled. The orange eyes stared at Zhang Zixuan fiercely, and his thick lips grinned presumptuously, revealing the two thick fangs inside.

"I'm asking you!" The moment the monster kept drawing circles in his hand flew out to Zhang Zixuan.

Zhang Zixuan still did not move, like a stone that did not move for a thousand years, letting the chain firmly lock his body. The monster laughed and shook his hand, and Zhang Zixuan's body was crushed and cracked by the huge force of the chain.

But I didn't see the scattered flesh and blood, which made the monster a little strange.

"If you want to kill me next time, don't use such a low-level spell." The voice behind the monster made him beat a cicada, and then he knew that he had met a strong enemy.

Zhang Zixuan gathered the aura on his right hand and suddenly hit the back of the monster. The monster's body suddenly flew out like a meteor and hit the middle-aged man who was hit by Yanlaihong on the wall at the beginning.

The "rumbling" solid wall was smashed into a deep hole by the body of the monster and the middle-aged man, and he couldn't see his head at a glance.

Zhang Zixuan didn't care about them. Anyway, he walked to the flower slave who was made into a stick and put his hand on her forehead. The flower slave seemed to feel the warmth behind Zhang Zixuan's cold right hand. He smiled and gradually stopped breathing.

Zhang Zixuan stretched out his right hand and smelled it at the tip of his nose. There was a fragrant smell. At this time and here, the body of the woman who had been a flower slave was surrounded and burned by a fire.

Zhang Zixuan turned his head and didn't look at it. He hugged Yan Laihong next to him and quickly flew out of the dungeon. Behind him, the dungeon began to burn.

"Why didn't you save her?" Yan Laihong did not struggle this time, allowing Zhang Zixuan to fly to an unknown place with her in his arms.

Zhang Zixuan didn't look back: "Help? I killed her."

Yan Laihong stared at Zhang Zixuan in astonishment, and couldn't believe that the man in front of him was so cold-blooded. After a while, she pounded Zhang Zixuan with all her strength, but only in exchange for the severe pain in her hand. She did not shout, but asked Zhang Zixuan in a calm tone, "Then why didn't you kill me?"

"I killed her because I owe her. I don't kill you because I owe you.

"You owe? How ridiculous this word is!" Yan Laihong laughed out loud and covered his mouth with his bare hands, revealing the two pieces of his mouth: "Killing has become a reward. Can I understand it this way? Then kill me quickly."

Zhang Zixuan never replied.

"If you want to repay your kindness, go and eradicate the Xianle Mansion." Seeing that Zhang Zixuan had not replied for a long time, Yan Laihong put forward his own request. She believes that with Zhang Zixuan's strength, it is easy to uproot the Xianle Mansion. As for myself, I already look like a pile of walking corpses.

"I want you to marry me." Zhang Zixuan still did not answer Yan Laihong's words.

"Marry...?" Yan Laihong was stared at first, and then sneered, "Haha! Do you love me?"

"I don't love it."

Yan Laihong didn't expect Zhang Zixuan's answer to be so straightforward. She even thought that Zhang Zixuan cheated her in order to repay her. She was a little angry in her heart, but in this anger, she was still a little disappointed: "You bastard! Let me tell you, I don't love you either! Not at all."

For Yan Laihong, who has been severely taught since she was a child, this is definitely the most cruel sentence she scolded in her life.

"If it exists, it is necessary. It is precisely because there is a cause and a result, and there is a link. Zhang Zixuan spit out these words, and suddenly his eyes flashed and sighed, "What a powerful prohibition!"

It turned out that he was already close to the top of the Qiankun Building, but there was nothing strange in front of him except for the thick fog. It seemed to be very safe. However, Zhang Zixuan felt that the murderous intention revealed in front of him was like substance, and the faint bloody atmosphere was far from comparable to the dungeon of Xianle Mansion.

Fierce array. Anyway, it was not far from the Qiankun Building, so Zhang Zixuan fell to the ground and went straight to the Qiankun Building. I don't know, there is someone waiting for him.

Although Zhang Zixuan did not stay in the Qiankun Building for a few days, most of the people who are easy to teach are familiar with this young master who dominates the power of Jianzong in Nanjian Mountain.

"Master Gui'an." The religious people guarding Qiankun Building were more or less happy to see that the young master had been missing for a few days: "The deputy master is in the council hall and tells us to let you find her as soon as we see you."

Aunt Meng? Zhang Zixuan was a little puzzled, but he happened to want to ask the location of the blood gate rudder, so he answered and rushed to the council hall.

"Hey, guess who is the girl in our young master's hand?" Seeing that Zhang Zixuan went far away, the two believers guarding the Qiankun Building began to chat.

"Cut, how do I know that? Anyway, our young master is a young man, and the girls around us keep changing.

"But is this too frequent? After a while, there are four of them!" After saying that, the believer shook his head pretending to be old-fashioned: "Why doesn't anyone want me?"

"Oh, I don't look at you like a bear. Does anyone want it?"

"Became better than you!" The two seemed to know each other for a long time. After a while of joke, they returned to their position and stood, as if it was not them who were chatting just now.

At this time, Meng Yu in the council chamber was smiling and saying this to the four distinguished guests. In this action to eliminate the Blood Gate, there were not many masters in Yijiao. Originally, she should have accompanied her, but she was forced to stay by Zhang Jing. He only said one sentence: "If you go, how can I face life and death?"

Huamei still needs to pity the flowers. Meng Yu knew that it was not just his own falling flowers. Zhang Jing was ruthless. However, I and my brother are destined to be predestined. Fortunately, there is also a person who loves himself around.

"In fact, I really don't know where Zixuan went. We have even begun to send more people to find him. But..." Meng Yu pondered for a while and quickly changed the topic: "You have come from afar. You must be a little tired, right? Why don't you rest here for a while?"

"We..." Before the guests replied, they all looked out stupidly.