"Aiya, the door is so heavy, how can I open it? I was just waiting for you."
Fu Nie squirmed and even acted coquettishly, making Du Feng feel nauseous and almost vomit. He didn't have much to say. He walked to the door and grabbed the handle with both hands. He exerted strength in his legs and tightened his back. This time, he didn't need anyone's help. He did it himself.
"Creak, creak, creak …"
The door was pulled open with a loud noise. Du Feng looked out and shouted, "Be careful!"
He let go of the door handle and pulled out the Dragon Riding Sword at lightning speed. At the same time, all the Blood Severing Flying Swords flew out of the red gourd at his waist. Why did Du Feng have such a big reaction? It was because there were many human limbs piled up in the open space outside the door.
The severed arms and legs were neatly placed in the open space outside the door. The arms were stacked on top of each other, arranged in order from the longest to the shortest. The legs were also placed in order according to their length. Next was the torso, from big to small, which was also arranged in order.
The most incredible thing was the way the heads were placed. They weren't piled up. The people were stacked on top of each other, from small to large, forming the shape of a pillar. And the head at the bottom was the smallest, while the head at the top was the largest. The one at the top was a big red-haired man with long hair.
When he died, he must have seen something terrifying. His eyes were wide open, his mouth was open, and the muscles on his face were distorted from nervousness. With such a shape placed at the top, it just happened to set off the terrifying atmosphere. Even with Du Feng's good mental fortitude, he was shocked.
"Who did this? It's too cruel."
Even the Sword Emperor couldn't stand it anymore. He planned to use his sword energy to mince these limbs and then dig a hole to bury them.
"Don't move, it might be a trap!"
"Don't move!"
Du Feng had dealt with Adjudicators before, so he felt that things weren't so simple. Fu Xi had been an Adjudicator himself and knew what kind of people they were, so he tried his best to stop the Sword Emperor.
"What's wrong? Are you all scared? You can't stop just because these limbs are blocking the way, right? Watch me. "
On the other hand, Fu Nie had a bewitching appearance, and his guts were really big. With a light flick of his wrist, the long whip flew out and landed on the string of skulls. The pile of skulls that had been arranged in the shape of a pillar fell and rolled on the ground.
The red-haired man's head rolled right in front of Fu Hong. He spat in disdain and then kicked it with his foot. It had to be said that Fu Hong was quite courageous. Because Fu Feng, who was at the side, had long since been frightened to the point that his entire body had gone limp, and he couldn't exert any strength at all.
Of course, being bold wasn't necessarily a good thing. When Fu Hong kicked out, there was a loud explosion.
The red-haired head exploded, and the power of the explosion was comparable to the self-destruction of a Golden Celestial Stage martial artist. Fu Hong was too close, and one of his right legs was blown off. It was so painful that he fell to the ground on the spot, clutching his wound and rolling on the ground.
"Big Brother, hold on!"
Fu Li saw that the situation wasn't good, so he quickly went up and held him down. Then, he took out a small porcelain bottle and poured out a lot of white powder. After the white powder was sprinkled on the wound, it began to bubble when it came into contact with the blood, just like boiling water.
"Hiss …"
Even Du Feng, who was at the side, felt the pain when he saw it. Because when the white powder sprinkled on the wound, it was much more painful than a direct cut. Of course, this pain was worth it, because the wound soon stopped bleeding. The bleeding had stopped, but a leg wouldn't grow out so easily. After all, it was a whole leg, not a small wound on the skin.
Even a Golden Celestial Stage martial artist would need a period of recuperation to regrow a leg. Because of this injury, Fu Hong's combat strength would definitely be greatly reduced. He held Fu Li's shoulder and struggled to stand up, a fierce look in his eyes.
Fu Hong was also a man. Not only did he not cry when he was plotted against, but he also strengthened his belief in revenge. If he wanted to take revenge on someone, it was naturally the Adjudicator. It was obvious at a glance that the Adjudicators were the ones who killed and harmed people.
Now, the relationship between the people in Hearthstone City was complicated. Du Feng, Sword Emperor, and Fu Xi were on the same side, along with Fu Ying. The Fu Family was originally on the same side, but Fu Nie was with Nie Ji. Furthermore, Nie Ji was an Adjudicator, and Fu Hong had an irreconcilable feud with the Adjudicator. And this Fu Hong still didn't know that Nie Ji was an accomplice of the Adjudicator.
If Fu Hong knew that Nie Ji was an Adjudicator, he would definitely fight to the death with her. And as a disciple of the Fu Family, should Fu Nie help his older brother, or should he help Nie Ji? This was a question worth thinking about.
However, Du Feng didn't want to get involved in this mess, so he urged Sword Emperor and the rest to leave quickly. Fu Xi was responsible for bringing Fu Ying, because Fu Ying still didn't trust Du Feng and Sword Emperor.
"Let's go, we can't stay here for long."
Du Feng walked around the pile of limbs and quickened his pace.
"Little handsome, don't be in such a hurry to leave, wait for me."
Seeing that Du Feng had left, Fu Nie hurriedly followed after him. Nie Ji naturally followed after him.
Seeing this, Du Feng frowned, feeling slightly displeased. Nie Ji was one of the Adjudicators, and even though she hadn't personally taken action, she could provide information to the other Adjudicators. Having an Adjudicator following behind him always made him feel awkward.
"Hey, can you not follow me?"
Du Feng turned around and spoke to Fu Nie as he ran.
"Why? Don't you like this servant?"
As Fu Nie replied, he even winked at her.
"Do you think this servant isn't pretty? Even if this servant isn't pretty, Nie Ji should be pretty enough. How about I introduce her to you?"
"Pfft …" Du Feng almost vomited blood when he heard this. What kind of nonsense was this? Not only was he being pestered by this bewitching fellow, but he was also acting as his pimp.
"I don't want to be bitten to death by a snake, nor do I want to be dismembered. Aren't you afraid that Fu Hong will take revenge on you?"
Seeing that things had come to this, Du Feng decided to make things clear.
"Ah, so you already know? How's this servant's technique, hehehe …"
The moment Fu Nie said this, Du Feng's pupils shrank. What did he mean? He was just casually saying it because Nie Ji was indeed the Snake Emissary. As for who was responsible, Du Feng actually didn't know. What he meant was that Nie Ji might have attracted the dismembered one.
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