I Didn't Get Into The Warrior High School And Had No Choice But To Draw My Sword.

"Mengluoxi!?"

What appeared in front of Wu Fan was Meng Luoxi, whom he hadn't seen for half a year. He didn't expect that after they parted ways in Chencang City, the two of them would meet again in the secret prison of a cult!

At this time, Meng Luoxi was wearing a thin light blue Japanese student uniform. The burgundy bow tied on the chest had been loosened, and two or three buttons on the front collar had been undone, revealing the faintly visible lining.

Her hands were pulled apart from left to right, and she was hung up high with thick iron chains on her arms. Her lower body was wearing a white pleated short skirt and translucent white stockings. Her legs were cuffed with metal plates that suppressed her spiritual pressure. There were two cuts on her knees, The ankles were tied up tightly, and the slender legs could not even be twisted back and forth, let alone spread a little.

There is a ring on the floor, which is also connected to an iron chain on the arm. One part is locked on the ground ring, and the other part is fastened on the plate cuff at Mengluoxi's ankle.

The two arms, ankles, and three iron chains that suppress spiritual pressure were stretched straight, pulling Meng Luoxi's body into a capital "Y" shape.

"Well...?"

Hearing some movement, Meng Luoxi opened her eyes across the iron fence. The slight friction sound of the iron chain that Wu Fan heard just now came from her twisting body.

The two of them looked at each other, their hearts were very complicated, and their thoughts were changing over and over again.

But Meng Luoxi's body was not only tightly locked with iron chains, but she also wore a special silicone ball in her mouth to prevent her from biting her tongue, and a two-finger-thick collar that suppressed spiritual pressure was tied around her neck, so she could only send out a small sound. The whine.

"Classmate Wu Fan, this prisoner's name is Meng Luoxi. Do you know her?"

The golden-faced apostle's voice was cold. He did not turn his head to look at Wu Fan, but stared straight at Meng Luoxi in front of him, as if looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

(Do you recognize him?)

At this moment, Wu Fan's brain was running rapidly. He originally just wanted to find out about his father, but he was suddenly caught off guard.

He knew very well that if this matter was not handled well, he was afraid that the other party would take action on the spot, and the other party was not an A-level person, but a super-A with tens of millions of spiritual pressure. Wu Fan had no choice but to hide in the mask space.

"know."

Although the brainstorming in the brain can already build a small universe, it only took 2 seconds from the other party asking the question to Wu Fan's answer, and the connection was very smooth and natural.

"When I was still in Yangcheng Warrior High School, I was a classmate with her."

"Master Apostle, why did you call me here?"

Because he currently has too little information, Wu Fan tries his best to pretend that he and Meng Luoxi are not familiar with each other, so as to avoid anything unexpected happening again.

"oh..."

Hearing Wu Fan's words, Hei Jing took a deep look at him with a golden mask on his face, and then said in a casual tone:

"According to our internal information, Meng Luoxi spent some time at Yangcheng Warrior High School, and you are indeed a classmate with her."

(call...)

Wu Fan felt a little relieved. He almost fell into the trap dug by the other party. Obviously, the other party did not rashly believe that Wu Fan was going to join the cult, so he tested him.

"You probably don't know her true identity yet, right?"

Black Prison stepped on the void and appeared in front of the suspended Meng Luoxi. He stretched out his white-gloved hand to pinch Meng Luoxi's chin and lifted it slightly.

"She is not only your classmate, but also the adopted daughter of the former Seventh Saint and a traitor to the Holy Religion."

Meng Luoxi's little mouth was blocked tightly with a ball of saliva, and her eyes showed a sad and cold look, which was so pitiful that people couldn't help but pity her.

"I probably guessed it too."

Although Wu Fan was very angry when he saw Meng Luoxi being treated like this, he remained calm on the surface because he knew that this was a test by the other party to test whether he was sincere in joining the cult.

"Very well, I admire you very much."

There was appreciation in the golden-faced apostle's tone, but in the next second he suddenly said: "Do you know why I called you over to see her?"

Without waiting for Wu Fan to answer, the golden-faced apostle said:

"Not long ago, she fainted during the spiritual weapon transplant operation."

"When she passed out, she called someone's name. To our surprise, she didn't call the name of the previous saints, but..."

"Wu Fan."

Boom!

At this moment, a bolt from the blue exploded in Wu Fan's mind, like thunder from the sky, constantly impacting his nerves.

"Yeah?"

"But I really don't know her very well. Could it be that she has a crush on me?"

Wu Fan suppressed his true emotions while dealing with the other party. Meng Luoxi's situation was worse than he imagined. After catching her, the other party actually dug out her spiritual weapon.

You must know that when the spiritual weapon is transplanted, the warriors whose spiritual weapons are dug out must remain awake and endure unimaginable pain. If one of 1,000 people can survive, they are considered lucky, which is enough to see Meng Luoxi. How strong is the will and the obsession in the heart.

Moreover, the warrior whose spiritual weapon was dug out would be basically a useless person even if he were alive, but the cult actually imprisoned Meng Luoxi here like this.

(It should be related to the data of the second phase of [Monster Awakening Plan].)

When the two met in Chencang City before, Meng Luoxi said that the monster awakening plan has three phases of data. The first phase has a backup at the cult headquarters, the second phase of data is in her hands, and the third phase of data is in her hands. The data is in Wu Fan's mask space.

"It seems I misunderstood."

The golden-faced apostle sneered, and then took out a black leather whip glowing with thunder from the side. He raised his hand, and the end of the whip exploded in the air, and then he whipped Meng Luoxi hard.

"Well!"

A blood mark was drawn from Meng Luoxi's delicate body, and she screamed in pain, but because her mouth was blocked, she could only make whining sounds from her throat.

Snapped!

With another whip, Meng Luoxi's instep instantly became straight, her hands pulled hard on the chain, twisting like a mermaid in the air.

The golden-faced apostle walked up to Wu Fan, handed him the whip and said:

"You come."

Wu Fan hesitated for a moment, then took the whip from Hei Jing and walked slowly to Meng Luoxi.

"call..."

The blue and white uniform and stockings on Meng Luoxi's body were torn with cracks, and her snow-white skin was also torn with whip marks. At this time, she was looking at Wu Fan with "angry" eyes.

Snapped!

Without saying a word, Wu Fan directly whipped Meng Luoxi's body, and whipped him several times until Meng Luoxi passed out and could not stop.

(Is this okay?)

Wu Fan, who thought he would pass the test after reaching this level, suddenly heard the golden-faced apostle behind him say: "If you want to join us, there is one last test."

The golden-faced apostle walked up to Wu Fan, handed him an exquisite dagger, then pointed at the unconscious Meng Luoxi and said:

"Kill her."