Fairy, wait a minute

Chapter 703 Atonement
Jiang Lian lowered her head. She hadn't closed her eyes for several nights.

Fortunately, Xiao Yu was sent back.

Xie Lingjun has not appeared since that day.

"Bang." The door was violently opened.

The dazzling sunlight shone in, and Jiang Lian subconsciously half-closed his eyes.

"Jiang Lian..." Wei Chen's voice trembled slightly, he pursed his lips and his eyes were covered with a heavy layer of mist.

Jiang Lian's left eye was violently penetrated by a black thorn, and his eyes were half closed, looking extremely horrified.

"Jiang Lian, let's go home, let's go home..." Wei Chen murmured, tears falling from the corners of his eyes.His mind went blank and he couldn't remember what he was going to do, so he acted solely on instinct.

The room was cold and dark, like a dark mountain pressing down on you, making it suffocating.

The woman in black robe next to Wei Chen was untying Jiang Lian's fairy rope. Her whole body was covered in black robe, even her chin was covered tightly.

Whenever her hand touches the Immortal Binding Rope, it seems to be burnt.

Black blood dripped to the ground, and a foul smell filled the room...

"Qiu Zhen." Jiang Lian lowered his eyes and looked at her, "Why...why do you want to help me?"

Not a question, but a certainty that she is Qiu Zhen.

Her blood is unique and easy to distinguish.

The woman in black robe paused for a moment, as if she didn't hear anything. She only focused on untying the immortal rope on Jiang Lian's body.

The blood stained her sleeves red and formed a puddle on the ground.

Only they can untie this bundle of fairy ropes.

After a while, the bundle of fairy ropes was finally untied, and her hands were completely useless, like burnt old branches that would break into powder with just the slightest touch.

The restrictions in this space were lifted, and Wei Chen carefully helped her peel off the black thorns from the pillar.

Her eyes were already covered with black thorns and she couldn't rashly pull them out.

Wei Chen carried Jiang Lian and walked out, with Qiu Zhen following behind.

Qiu Zhen spit out a mouthful of blood, her smile was bleak,

Escorting two people out is a bit difficult, but not impossible.

"You should leave as soon as possible." Qiu Zhen's voice was low.

Wei Chen responded, his voice hoarse again and he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing and turned around to leave with Jiang Lian on his back.

Qiu Zhen looked at Jiang Lian's leaving figure and suddenly showed a smile of relief and happiness.

Thank you, thank you Jiang Lian, for collecting the corpse for me.

In addition to her brother, she can also feel the warmth of other people in this world.

It is said that there are eighteen levels of hell after death, with mountains of swords and seas of fire, and tongues pulled out of oil pans. Anyone who has sinned in this mortal world will fall into them and will not be able to die.

There is one hell among them, which is the stone-pressed hell.Anyone who tortures and kills babies will be sent to this hell. Thousands of pounds of rocks will fall from the sky and crush the person into mud. The soul still cannot escape from here.

After she was seriously injured and escaped from Huangshan City, she once met a little boy. He took the Stove Lord's soil and told her that it could heal the wound, and stole a cake for her...

Qiu Zhen's heart trembled and tears rolled down her face. She closed her eyes and murmured softly, "Brother, I'm sorry. I have committed too many sins in my life. Zhen'er took the first step..."

The pain of having her flesh and blood broken into pieces was not even one ten thousandth of the pain she had inflicted on others.

As Jiang Lian and Wei Chen crossed the barrier, they heard a roar.

Qiu Zhen's flesh foam splashed, dirty blood spurted out, and a dazzling blood flower bloomed at the end.

(End of this chapter)