"Shaojie, that was more than twenty years ago." Zhong Wuyan's breath was weak, but his tone was very calm, "Are you still brooding about it? In matters of love, it is important to be happy with each other. Do you like it?
But it doesn't mean that I will feel the same way about you."
It turns out that the man in black, whose surname is Tan Shaojie, was Zhong Wuyan's fanatical pursuer more than twenty years ago.
However, Zhong Wuyan did not like his temperament and behavior, so he chose Qi Xuan, another Holy Land elder, as his companion.
Unexpectedly, Tan Shaojie was unable to pursue her, and he actually grew to hate Qi Xuan and his wife out of love. He regarded both Qi Xuan and his wife as a thorn in their flesh, and every time he found an opportunity, he would fight against them.
"Wu Yan, do you know that the person who was originally responsible for investigating this matter was Elder Yang." Tan Shaojie said sadly, "It's better if I take the initiative to find him and get the opportunity to interrogate you."
"Oh? Just because I didn't want to marry you, did I have to go to this point?" Zhong Wuyan's voice was still calm, "You hate me so much?"
"Hate you? No, no, no." Tan Shaojie sneered, "I'm just angry that some people ignore the rules of the Holy Land and use their cultivation to dominate the world, so I just want to fulfill my duties as an elder of the Holy Land."
"It seems that my choice back then was not wrong." Zhong Wuyan sighed softly, but there was no hint of cowardice in his eyes, "How can you understand the way of heaven with such a narrow-minded mind? No wonder you and Brother Xuan are the same age.
But so far I have not been able to enter the Tao."
"Bitch!"
As if he had been poked in a sore spot, Tan Shaojie raised his whip and brought it down with a "pop" sound, hitting Zhong Wuyan's left shoulder hard.
There were barbs on the surface of the whip, which tore a long slit in Zhong Wuyan's snow-white clothes, revealing the smooth and tender skin underneath, as well as the scar with deep bones visible, and bright red blood gurgling out.
The white cloth around him suddenly changed color.
Under the restrictions of the "spirit-binding rope", her powerful spiritual power is completely unable to be used. The resistance of a strong spiritual master to whips is not much different from that of an ordinary person who has no power to bind a chicken.
But Tan Shaojie's whip contained the power of a spiritual master. For Zhong Wuyan at this time, such a whip almost took away half of her life.
Zhong Wuyan frowned tightly, trying his best to control himself, but he couldn't help but groaned, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
"Master!" Ji Weizhu, who was tied up on another stone shelf, felt her heart twisting when she saw the miserable state of her master. She glared at Tan Shaojie fiercely, "Tan Shaojie, as an elder of the Holy Land, how dare you use your authority?
Public revenge for private revenge!"
"Private vendetta? What personal vendetta?" Tan Shaojie chuckled, swung the whip again, and hit Zhong Wuyan's plump chest, "You two took action against ordinary people without permission, breaking the iron laws of the Holy Land. Tan was just following the rules.
Come for interrogation, Zhong Wuyan, why on earth did you interfere in worldly affairs, why don't you hurry up and bring him to justice?"
With this whip, a gap suddenly opened in Zhong Wuyan's chest. Blood spattered for a moment, and even the pale pink clothes were torn apart, revealing some of the beautiful scenery inside.
"you……"
Zhong Wuyan couldn't help but blush, feeling ashamed and angry. His hands struggled desperately to protect his chest, but under the cold restraints of the soul-binding rope, he couldn't move at all. He could only endure the spring breeze.
Vengeful humiliation.
"An interrogation is an interrogation, so why are you taking action?" Ji Weizhu said angrily, "It should be noted that our 'Lingxiao Holy Land' has abolished flogging a long time ago. If you are not avenging a private revenge, what is it?"
"Abolished? I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding." Tan Shaojie said with a grin, "The Holy Land has never abolished any corporal punishment. You haven't seen it. It's just because no one has dared to break the rules set by the saint for a long time."
Ji Weizhu was stunned when she heard this. After all, she was still young and was not as clear about the operating rules of the Holy Land as Tan Shaojie was.
"In addition, I don't know how your master taught you, but a junior disciple dared to call the elder by his name." Tan Shaojie said again, "Since Wuyan doesn't discipline him well, then let me do it for him!"
Before he finished speaking, the long whip in his hand swung again, like a gust of wind and rain, falling on Ji Weizhu's delicate body with a "crackling" sound.
"ah!!!"
Ji Weizhu, who also had his spiritual power locked up, was not as good as the Spirit Master, and his physical condition was even worse than Zhong Wuyan. The pain was unbearable under Tan Shaojie's violent whipping, and he couldn't help but cry out again and again, and took just a few breaths.
, the whole body was covered in blood and flesh, the silver costume was broken into pieces, the clothes were not covering the body, and large areas of snow-white skin were exposed in all parts.
"Wuyan, with your appearance and figure as a disciple, you are really the best choice!" A trace of lust flashed in Tan Shaojie's eyes, and Jiejie said with a smile, "It's a pity that following a master like you, I ended up like this."
"Xiao Zhu!" Zhong Wuyan finally changed his expression and shouted angrily at Tan Shaojie, "Shaojie, you have resentment in your heart, even if you are just targeting me, why do you need to implicate a younger generation?"
"Why, do you feel sorry for your precious apprentice?" The expression on Tan Shaojie's face gradually lost control and became more and more crazy, "Then why don't we recruit him for real?"
He interrogated with his mouth, but without stopping, he whipped out another whip, leaving a deep blood mark on Ji Weizhu's slender thigh.
After losing too much blood, Ji Weizhu no longer had the strength to scream. There was almost no intact skin on her body. The silver outfit and short skirt on her body were already in tatters and could hardly cover her body. The scene was really terrible.
How bloody, how bloody.
"Stop! Didn't I say it? I just couldn't see a group of men bullying a twelve-year-old girl, so I impulsively blocked her move." Zhong Wuyan twisted his limbs desperately and yelled at the top of his lungs, "You want to
Just hit me, don’t torture Xiaozhu anymore!"
"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Tan Shaojie glanced at her coldly, and whipped Ji Weizhu's pink neck again, hitting the artery by chance, and bright red blood spurted out and splashed all over the sky.
, "The evil spirit on that girl's body was something I saw with my own eyes. She is clearly not an ordinary person. You can deceive others, but you cannot deceive me!"
Ji Weizhu felt a sense of weakness coming over her, and her eyelids gradually began to fight, as if she was about to close her eyes and fall asleep at any moment.
After this sleep, you may never wake up again.
"Are you following me?" Zhong Wuyan couldn't help being surprised after hearing Tan Shaojie's words.
"So what if I'm following you?" Tan Shaojie admitted frankly without any secret, "If you don't violate the prohibition yourself, why are you afraid of others following you?"
"So you are always thinking about dealing with me!" As if realizing that all the struggles were in vain, two lines of tears slowly fell from Zhong Wuyan's beautiful eyes. She suddenly said coldly: "Tan Shaojie, you are so
You are so inhumane and harm your fellow disciples. When Brother Xuan comes back, I will definitely not let you go."
"Really? I'm so scared!"
Tan Shaojie slowly walked up to Zhong Wuyan, leaned close to her ear, raised a strange smile on his lips, and said in an almost inaudible voice: "I have bad news for you, Qi Xuan will not come back."
"Wha, what!"
Zhong Wuyan didn't react for a moment.
"Don't you understand yet?" Tan Shaojie's voice became deeper and deeper, "Your man will die in this exploration of ancient ruins."
"You're talking nonsense!"
Zhong Wuyan refuted loudly.
However, looking at Tan Shaojie's strange and proud expression, she unconsciously felt a sense of uneasiness and panic in her heart.
"Whether it's nonsense or not, you will know soon." Tan Shaojie looked determined and did not argue with her. Instead, he said grimly, "Your apprentice will soon bleed to death, and Qi Xuan will too."
He died outside, and you ended up like this. Your child lost his parents at a young age. Isn't it too miserable? Why don't I show mercy again and send him on his way quietly?"
"You, you are so cruel!" Zhong Wuyan gritted his teeth in anger and trembled all over. If he hadn't been tied up by the "spiritual rope", he would have rushed up to fight him, "Even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go."
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The "child" mentioned by Tan Shaojie is Zhong Hanliang, the son of Zhong Wuyan and Qi Xuan, nicknamed "Aliang", who is less than eight years old this year.
"Being a ghost? Are you willing to do it?" Tan Shaojie stretched out his right hand and gently touched Zhong Wuyan's smooth and tender cheek, then put his finger to his nose and smelled it, with an expression of enjoyment on his face, "If I
If your guess is correct, there should be a life in your belly, right?"
"You, how did you..."
Zhong Wuyan's face turned pale, and for the first time there was a look of panic in his eyes.
Tan Shaojie's right hand slid all the way down and rested gently on her lower abdomen. The expression on his face became more ferocious, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Tell me, if I slap you here, will the child be able to hold on?"
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"no, do not want!"
A trace of pleading flashed in Zhong Wuyan's eyes, and his voice trembled uncontrollably.
"That's the expression!"
The expression of pain, pleading and despair on Zhong Wuyan's face was like a powerful stimulant, constantly stimulating Tan Shaojie's nerves, making him more and more excited and enjoying it extremely, "I have never dreamed of seeing such an expression on your face. It's really...
It’s so good, it’s so addictive!”
"You, you are perverted!"
Zhong Wuyan's beautiful face was already soaked with tears, and her heart was full of despair. She could only use words to make a feeble resistance.
Little did he know that her scolding sounds were as sweet as fairy music to Tan Shaojie's ears at this time, which actually made him enjoy it even more.
"Yes, from the moment you chose Qi Xuan, I became a pervert and will never change again." Tan Shaojie's eyes showed a look of madness, and he slowly raised his right hand, the palm of his hand shining with bright white light,
"You have failed me, so I will take away everything from you and make you live in pain and regret for the rest of your life."
"No, please, don't do anything to the child!" Zhong Wuyan cried and begged at the top of his lungs, "The child in the belly is innocent!"
"Who made him your and Qi Xuan's child?"
Tan Shaojie licked his lips, Jie Jie smiled strangely, and slapped Zhong Wuyan's abdomen with a fierce palm, "In the next life, just find a good family when you reincarnate!"
"don't want!!!"
"stop!!!"
Xu Shizhong Wuyan's cry was so pitiful that it even woke up Ji Weizhu who had fallen into a semi-conscious state. Seeing that Tan Shaojie was about to attack her master, she turned pale with fright and shouted loudly to stop.
However, the voices of the two women could not hinder Tan Shaojie's excitement and malice at all.
The power of his palm was unparalleled, and the pure Yang spiritual power stirred up waves of heat in the air. Before he hit the target, Zhong Wuyan felt an unbearable hot breath coming towards his face.
With her cultivation level, she could naturally tell that if she received this slap, the child in her belly would be unlucky.
However, she had no spiritual mastery, and under the control of the "Spirit Binding Cord", she was unable to make any resistance. She could only watch as Tan Shaojie's palm got closer and closer to her...
Am I really wrong?
For a moment, she even doubted whether it was really a wrong choice for her to follow her heart and marry for love.
Although Tan Shaojie's palm was powerful, it was extremely slow. It seemed that he was deliberately delaying the time in order to bring her deeper psychological torture.
Brother Xuan, I’m sorry!
I couldn't save our child!
Her voice was hoarse and her tears had dried up. She just stared blankly at the dazzling light in Tan Shaojie's palm, her whole body falling into a state of numbness.
Surprisingly, this palm did not hit Zhong Wuyan in the end.
"Boom!"
With a soft sound, Tan Shaojie's scorching palm power disappeared without a trace, without causing much momentum.
A white shadow appeared in front of Zhong Wuyan at some unknown time, and with his flesh and blood, he was able to withstand the astonishing palm power of Tan Shaojie's spiritual master level.
"who!"
Tan Shaojie was shocked and turned pale. He quickly took two steps back and looked attentively. He saw a handsome young man in white standing quietly in front of him.
The young man looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a hint of fierceness in his eyes. His whole body was covered with mysterious spiritual patterns, emitting a pale golden light, and giving off a faint and unpredictable aura.
"Zhong Wen!" After seeing the face of the visitor, Zhong Wuyan showed an anxious look on his face and shouted loudly, "What are you doing here? Leave quickly!"
"I miss my aunt, so I came here to take a look." Zhong Wen turned around and said to Zhong Wuyan with a smile.
Zhong Wuyan trembled all over, his nose became sore, and he burst into tears again.?
This chapter has been completed!