Chapter 531 Escape 14
Chapter 531 Escape 14
Luo Zheng's words stunned Liu Han for a moment, and before he could figure out what the other party meant.
Luo Zheng continued, "I hate betrayers the most in my life. What's the point of keeping such a person? If he can betray his friends today, he can betray our Tianji Pavilion tomorrow!"
Liu Han came back to his senses instantly. He was about to explain that he would not betray Tianji Pavilion.
The next second, the sharp pain in his neck made him unable to make any sound.
Liu Han subconsciously reached out to touch his painful neck, but felt something wet.
Liu Han looked at his red hands and it was too late to ask for help.
Yingchuan looked at Liu Han who was lying dead on the ground with great pleasure. In Yingchuan's opinion, Liu Han's fate was all his own fault!
Luo Zheng didn't even look at Liu Han who was lying on the ground, and just stepped over him.
He pointed at four people and said, "The four of you go chase Lin Hao separately. If you find any trace of Lin Hao, report to me immediately."
Luo Zheng then said to the others, "The rest of you, come with me to Mingxin Sect. I don't believe this guy can still be stubborn when he gets there!"
Yingchuan, who had originally calmed down, began to struggle again when he heard that the other party was planning to go to Mingxin Sect.
He kept making a "wuwu" sound from his mouth, as if he had something to say to Luo Zheng.
But Luo Zheng ignored it. In his opinion, instead of wasting time listening to that nonsense now, it would be better to go to the Mingxin Sect to listen to it.
Mingxin Sect was very close to here, and Luo Zheng and his party did not need to be sneaky. They all got on the flying boat and arrived at Mingxin Sect in just a short while.
In the middle, Yingchuan originally wanted to struggle and find an opportunity to escape.
But the plan had not yet been implemented, but it had already reached the Mingxin Sect.
Yingchuan looked at the sect's simple and somewhat shabby gate in despair.
The entrance of Mingxin Sect is not as solemn and dignified as those of other sects, but looks very simple.
The sect's plaque was made of the most ordinary wood, with the three words "Mingxin Sect" written on it by an unknown person. It looked both perfunctory and simple.
It has been unknown how long since the wooden plaque and the door were renovated, and they are full of signs of age.
I don’t know when this saying started in the world of cultivation, but it has been around for a while now.
The sect's gate is the face of the sect. The more magnificent the sect's gate looks, the more powerful the sect is.
Therefore, the gates of all sects are generally decorated with great care.
Even some small sects are no exception. Even if the sect is short of spirit stones, they will still decorate their facades even if they don't use them for cultivation.
In this case, it would be a compliment to say that the gate of the Mingxin Sect is simple.
Yingchuan looked at the gate and his eyes became red.
He once didn't understand why his master didn't decorate the gate with care like other sects did, so that more people would come to Mingxin Sect to become his disciples.
Yingchuan still remembered that the master just smiled and said to him: "What's the point of having a beautifully decorated gate? Instead of spending spiritual stones on these useless things, it is better to use those spiritual stones on you. Compared to the gate, you are the face and hope of Mingxin Sect."
The gate was kicked into pieces by Luo Zheng and his men. Luo Zheng looked at the broken gate with disgust.
If it weren't for the disciples he brought with him, none of whom had the strength above the Spirit Transformation Stage and were unable to deal with the leader of the Mingxin Sect, he would not even be willing to step into this gate.
"Let's go!" Luo Zheng walked into the door first, and the other disciples followed closely behind.
Yingchuan looked at the dilapidated gate numbly, with deep despair in his eyes.
In just a moment, Luo Zheng had captured everyone in the sect and tied them up in front of Yingchuan.
A bunch of magical weapons were placed against the necks of the Mingxin Sect members.
Luo Zheng removed the seal from Yingchuan's mouth and said in a cold voice: "If you don't want to see your fellow disciples die, tell me where Lin Hao went!"
With tears welling up in his eyes, he was faced with a dilemma.
If he told it, he would be sorry for the benefactor who saved him from danger; but if he didn't tell it, he would be sorry for everyone in the sect.
How could the leader of the Mingxin Sect not see that I was in trouble?
He looked at Yingchuan tenderly, "Xiaochuan, do you remember what our Mingxin Sect taught you?"
Mingxin Zong had exchanged many experiences before, but he still thought of that one first.
Yingchuan straightened his back and repeated, "I can lose my life, but I cannot betray your kindness."
The leader of Mingxin Sect nodded with satisfaction, "Since you know it, do you still need me to teach you how to do it?"
"But...but Master, if I don't tell you, you will lose your lives. How can I bear this?"
Even though the master said so, Yingchuan still couldn't make up his mind.
The Mingxin Sect disciples who were being held captive also tried to dissuade them when they saw this.
"Brother Ying, don't worry about us!"
"Yes, Senior Brother Ying, don't let these people succeed! Elder Yi has just been killed by them. These are bad guys. Don't agree to anything they say!"
When Yingchuan heard that Elder Yi was dead, he couldn't believe it for a moment.
The Mingxin Sect has only one leader and one elder, and that elder is Elder Yi!
Unlike the gentle sect master, Elder Yi is very strict. At the same time, he cares for his disciples just as much as the sect master does.
But is this strict and serious Elder Yi gone just like that?
Yingchuan's eyes gradually turned red, and he looked at Luo Zheng with hatred.
But Luo Zheng didn't care at all and looked directly at Yingchuan's gaze.
"Kill him if you want. Who made him react so strongly? I advise you to answer my questions obediently, otherwise the fate of the remaining people will be even worse!"
Luo Zheng spoke casually, as if the dead thing was just an ant that was stepped on on the road.
But the more he spoke in this tone, the more hatred Yingchuan felt in his heart.
But no matter how much he hated it, Yingchuan didn't dare to take any action.
He bit his lips tightly, looked at his fellow disciples who were tied up, and closed his eyes in despair.
If possible, he really hoped that he could go back to the moment when Lin Hao left.
He must have killed himself immediately, so he wouldn't be in such a difficult situation.
But it was too late to say anything now. Luo Zheng's voice was still urging him in his ears. Now he had to make a choice.
But Yingchuan opened his mouth several times but couldn't utter a word.
Luo Zheng's patience finally ran out at this point, and he looked at Yingchuan with an unfriendly look.
"It seems that you have chosen Lin Hao and given up your fellow master and fellow disciples. In this case..."
Luo Zheng winked at one of them, and the disciple immediately understood. He raised the long sword in his hand high, and the next second the long sword fell.
"No!" Yingchuan desperately crawled towards the disciple, trying to stop the long sword from falling, but his struggle was of no use.
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