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"Ah, what is the master thinking? Put me here without restriction ... When will this end?" A girl with white skin and beautiful appearance was sitting in a house made of stone, wearing green clothes. His clear eyes were like two shining stones.
"Master said, if a man appears in bed, I will avoid punishment. But it must be fake. How could a man appear out of nowhere? According to sect records, no one had appeared in bed for thousands of years. "Mu Xiaoqiao has an attentive master, but this master is rather strict. If he made a mistake, he would be sent to the restriction room.
That stone house used to be a forbidden place. Then, for some unknown reason, it became a place for restrictions. The house was large, and was built in such a way that no wind came in. The stone walls were hard, and there was nothing but a bed made of stone in the house.
When Mu Xiaoqiao was still grumbling and thinking about how to bear the restrictions, the space above the bed bowed abruptly. A man appeared and lay on the bed, out of nowhere.
Mu Xiaoqiao stood up in shock. What .... What happened? How does a man show up here?
Mu Xiaoqiao did not see the man clearly, so she moved forward to check on him.
"Type"
"Type"
Mu Xiaoqiao's eyes opened wide, and she was startled by an unprecedented horror. What is that sound?
"Ah .." When Mu Xiaoqiao saw the man on the bed, she began to shout. He covered his mouth, not believing what was happening.
So much blood!
So many wounds!
His shoulders had been pierced by someone, and one could even see his bones. It made Mu Xiaoqiao frightened.
"Did he die?"
Mu Xiaoqiao looked at him with frightened eyes. When he saw what was between the man's legs, he suddenly felt embarrassed and started shouting even louder.
"Master, help!" Mu Xiaoqiao ran out of the door, unable to bear the dire situation any longer.
The stone house had a door, which was not locked. People can really go freely. However, those disciples still did not dare to leave until the restriction time ran out.
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Not knowing how long had passed, Lin Fan felt like his consciousness was a ship in the middle of the ocean. It faced a huge storm and was barely drifting, constantly under threat of being consumed at all times.
Darkness, not a single light
'Did I die?'
The storm seems to be getting bigger. Boat's drowning. Lin Fan closed his eyes and sank into the sea.
He could not feel anything, any power. Drowning may be the only option left to him.
"Junior brother Lin, you can do it.
"Young brother, Lin, keep living."
"Swim, don't sink to the bottom."
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At this moment, so many familiar faces appeared in front of Lin Fan. Everyone is smiling.
"B . . . "
Lin Fan shouted, using all his willpower to swim. However, it is very difficult to do so. The water felt like mercury, but the constant insistence of his siblings seemed to give him the strength to rise to the top.
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"Grand master, he's awake."
Lin Fan felt a little noisy around him. The light made it harder to open his eyes. After struggling for a while, he got used to it and finally looked at the people in front of him.
"Sister senior, grand master ..." Lin Fan stared at the blurry images and tried to speak. However, when he saw the people clearly, he lowered his head.
They were not his elder brother or grand master.
"You're awake. Then rest. You must have thought about a lot of things. Don't worry, you're safe now .. and no one will hurt you. We're gonna go out now and leave you alone."
"Yes, grand master."
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When these people left, Lin Fan looked at the unfamiliar surroundings and wondered where he was. Eventually the grand master sent him away, sacrificing his life to protect him. What is this place? Is his sect really finished?
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At this time, in the main palace
"Grand master, this is the last disciple of the Dark Rock master. I think we should take him in." A strong and handsome man stood in the palace and said in a depressed tone. A man standing in the middle of the palace was holding a token. The token was with which the grand master of Saint Devil used all his energy to send Lin Fan here.
It recorded the end of the Saint Demon Sect, and the situation regarding Lin Fan.
The Grand master of Sacred Demon asked the sect to take Lin Fan, and make him the last person of the Saint Demon Sect.
"I've decided. Mr. Dark Rock is our senior master. Now that his sect is destroyed, we must take care of his last disciple. Then, you ask him. Does he want to join us? Or does he want to join us? Or he wanted to continue his sect. If he chooses the second one, then you will give the unnamed mountain in the northwest to him. "Great master Glory Sect shook his head and sighed.
That was all he could do for the senior master.
Even though the Dark Rock master had been building a division in the Cangling Continent for thousands of years, as the grand master of the main sect, he could not ignore this.
"Grand master, this is not good. The student has lost his potential. Her life is over. Others may disagree if you give an unnamed mountain to him."
"I've made up my mind. If there's a fight, they should come and see me. From now on, the unnamed mountain will be named Demon Saint Mountain. It would be the division sect of the Glory Sect. The disciple was the sixth grand master of the Demon Saint Sect. My junior brothers, please help me in the future. "Grand master Yan clearly made up his mind and left the place.
"Sister senior Wuya, why did the grand master do this? He must not give the mountain to his disciple." Yan Zhanwen was very confused.
Wuya shook his head and smiled, "Young junior brother Yan, you might not know this. Master Dark Rock saved the life of ancestor brother Yan's ancestor. Then, he helped ancestor Yan join the Glory Sect. This is very helpful. Senior brother Yan appreciates the person who helped him. Giving the unnamed mountain disciple was nothing. He had lost his potential, and was unable to reach a higher level, and he would die after a hundred years of age. So why remember it? "
"Well, fine, don't talk anymore. I'll check it out. Not sure when he would forget the desire for revenge. How poor! He's full of potential." Wuya shook his head.
They already know all the information from the token. This disciple consumed the blood of monsters and increased his strength by force. The consequence was that he injured himself and ended up becoming an ordinary person.
For this kind of brave disciple, they trusted him and admired him.
It was an honor for a sect to have disciples like this.
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