The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 8431: Idols

He believes in his own strength. Even if he fails to save people, he can return his entire body.

But if it really fails, the two brothers and sisters of the Wang family will probably confess, which is something Ye Chen never wants to see.

Only now, this is the only way.

Wang Dong was grateful and said, "Brother Ye, thank you very much."

Su Rong giggled and said to Ye Chen, "Lord of Reincarnation, do you have anything else to ask? I, Qinglai Chamber of Commerce, can answer any questions you have, as long as you can afford it."

Hearing this, Ye Chen moved in his heart and said, "I want to know the whereabouts of the Tianjun Monument, Madam, can you tell me?"

Heavenly Sovereign Monument is located in Haotianyu.

However, the Haotian Territory is vast and boundless, and it is difficult for Ye Chen to lock the position of the Tianjun Fengshen Monument. It is still unclear. If Su Rong can tell, it would be better.

Su Rong smiled and said, "Do you want to know the whereabouts of the Tianjun Monument?"

Marven Ye said: "Yes."

Su Rong said: "I can tell you, as long as you are willing to pay me."

Marven Ye said: "What's the reward? Please tell me, madam."

Su Rong laughed again, her eyes were full of enchanting expressions, she stood up, moved her lotus steps gently, and walked behind Ye Chen's seat with a fragrant wind.

Then, she hugged Ye Chen from behind, and the soft and plump part was attached to the back of Ye Chen's head.

Marven Ye felt soft and greasy for a while, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Su Rong said with a smile, "Lord of Reincarnation, as long as you are willing to spend a good night with me tonight and have a good night, I will tell you everything."

This is a very blatant and debauched statement.

Wang Dong, who was on the side, looked at Su Rong and Ye Chen's skin close to each other, and was stunned on the spot, feeling hot, embarrassed, and envious.

Marven Ye was only embarrassed and smiled bitterly: "Madam is joking."

Su Rong smiled and said, "Why, are you reluctant to give me your reincarnation bloodline?"

Marven Ye just shook his head with a wry smile, gently pushed Su Rong away, and said, "Madam, forget it, I'll investigate the whereabouts of the Monument to the Lord that day."

Su Rong was pushed away, but she wasn't angry, she covered her mouth and smiled and said, "Well, it seems that I am old and can't arouse your interest."

Marven Ye said: "Madam is very young, but...cough...we are not suitable."

Su Rong smiled again and said, "Okay, I won't embarrass you anymore. In the morning of tomorrow, people from Pilgrim Cliffs will come over. You are ready, and you will leave tomorrow."

Marven Ye said: "Yes."

That night, Ye Chen and Wang Dong stayed at the Qinglai Chamber of Commerce.

The next day before dawn, the fat shopkeeper woke up the two of them, changed them into blood slave clothes, prepared them in advance, and mixed in the real blood slave pile, their hands and feet were rope tied.

Wait until dawn, the old housekeeper led the blood slave team out, and there were two men with sturdy expressions waiting outside the door.

The old butler exchanged glances with them and handed over the rope.

The two men walked away by the rope.

From beginning to end, both sides were very tacit and did not speak.

Ye Chen and Wang Dong, hiding their breath, mixed in the pile of blood slaves, led by the two sturdy men, and walked all the way to the pilgrimage cliff.

At noon, the group came under the pilgrimage cliff.

Marven Ye's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he looked up, he saw that this pilgrimage cliff was straight into the sky, very steep, and the mountains and rocks were craggy.

In the pilgrimage cliff, a team of guards walked out, put shackles on all the blood slaves such as Ye Chen, Wang Dong, etc., and then shouted, driving them up the mountain like driving livestock.

After Ye Chen was put on the shackles, he suddenly felt that his spiritual energy was completely suppressed, and he couldn't use it.

This shackle obviously has a special restriction, which can imprison people's spiritual energy.

Of course, this confinement, with Ye Chen's strength, as long as he wants to break through, he can break through at any time, and it is not a problem.

Walking all the way to the top of the mountain, the higher you go, the wider the line of sight becomes, and you can see the scene of other mountain peaks.

Among the top ten sacred mountains, Ancestral God Peak is the highest.

Ye Chen saw from a distance that there was also a statue of a holy beast on the top of Zushen Peak, which looked a little familiar.

It is a statue of a giant bird, with its wings spread out, it is extremely magnificent.

"Hey, that's... Star God Qingluan?"

"Is the guardian beast of Ancestral God Peak the Star God Qingluan?"

Ye Chen was a little surprised. It seems that the guardian beasts of Zushenfeng are likely to be of the same bloodline as Xiaoqing, and they are all star **** Qingluan.

"Bitch! What are you doing? Hurry up!"

The guard next to him saw that Ye Chen's footsteps were a little slower, and immediately slashed down with a whip.

Marven Ye subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but he held it back. He was whipped abruptly, pretending to be an ordinary blood slave and being whipped.

When he reached the top of the mountain, Ye Chen immediately felt extremely depressed.

It was broad daylight, but the top of the mountain was shrouded in a dark atmosphere. The smell of blood was everywhere, and it was quite heavy.

A huge blood lion statue of a divine steed stands majestically, looking into the distance, it is very mighty.

But under the statue of the blood **** lion, more than 20 blood slaves were tied with iron chains. Each blood slave had numerous wounds on his arms, and his blood was cut every day, which was extremely miserable.

All blood slaves are sluggish, their eyes are dull, and they are left to be squeezed by others, without any resistance at all.

All of their blood pooled in a blood pool.

Several robed priests sat cross-legged by the blood pool, reciting low incantations, constantly pouring the energy of blood into the statue of the Blood Lion.