Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature

#129 - For the hero, kill, kill, kill! (Please subscribe and give me a monthly ticket)

In a dark room, Huang Feihong was suspended in the air.

Two silver needles were inserted into his chest.

At this moment, the short, stout woman walked over and asked, "Speak, what is your name?"

Huang Feihong said painfully, "Fang Baoyu."

"Liar!"

The short, stout woman flicked her finger on the two silver needles, and Huang Feihong's whole body tensed up, his face flushed red.

Pain!

So painful!

The pain made his entire chest feel like it was rebelling, biting itself.

"Speak, what is your real name?"

The woman asked as she inserted another needle into his chest.

Seeing the needles that could cause unbearable pain, Huang Feihong's head swelled, and he quickly said, "Huang Feihong."

"What do you do?"

The woman asked, her fingers itching to try again.

"I am a disciple of Yunlin Palace, Yunlin Immortal is my master!"

Huang Feihong quickly "honestly" said.

As a professional "Night Crow" and a former "rack" who also tortured others, he was professional in this aspect.

But then, the woman started flicking the silver needles rapidly, causing the muscles in his chest to roll wildly.

"Ah!"

Watching this woman playing the pipa on his body, Huang Feihong's tears and snot flowed out from the pain.

"Actually, I am from the Spirit Fish Gang, Elder One-Scale, about to be promoted to Two-Scale, I really am!"

Huang Feihong quickly said with tears in his eyes, "honestly" confessing.

He had prepared many identities for himself.

If saying an identity was like putting on a piece of clothing, it would take some effort to strip him bare.

Provided that he wasn't tortured to death.

The short, stout woman seemed to believe him and gradually stopped, but the silver needles were still trembling, constantly tormenting him.

At this moment, the tall woman came in and said, "Sister, stop playing with him, what's the point of asking him these things."

The short, stout woman pondered and said, "But the latest news is that the chaos in Yuzhou is not as serious as imagined."

"So what? Just like Qingzhou, kill anyone who doesn't obey. Back then, some people praised the experts in Qingzhou to the skies, but weren't they still wiped out one by one by us?" The tall woman said proudly.

Yes, when the White Socks Cult sent their divine kingdom into Qingzhou, some in the cult believed that Qingzhou was full of experts and would not be easy to conquer.

As a result, they advanced triumphantly.

In today's world, who can stop the White Socks' advance!

At this moment, Huang Feihong couldn't help but say, "You are so powerful, besides the move 'Men Can't See,' do you also have a move 'Women Can't See'?"

The short, stout woman couldn't help but say, "You even know that."

"Since both men and women can't see it, then you are naturally invincible. Actually, I am also very interested in 'Women Can't See,'" Huang Feihong said.

"Unfortunately, you are not a woman, so you can't see it," the short, stout woman teased.

"Actually, there is a chance," Huang Feihong said with emotion.

"Hmm?"

"In our Yuzhou, there is an old demon named Duan, who can feminize men, completely turning them into women."

Huang Feihong wanted to strike up a conversation with these two women, to find something to talk about.

As a spy, when captured, he could only try to find a turning point through this kind of communication.

Hearing this, the short, stout woman asked suspiciously, "Yuzhou has such a character?"

The White Socks Cult's operation this time was naturally not a temporary idea, but a long-planned one.

They wanted to spread their teachings in Yuzhou, which was like gnawing meat from the local forces in Yuzhou, so they had a certain understanding of the people in Yuzhou.

This Old Demon Duan sounded evil, but they didn't know about him.

Soon, the short, stout woman went out, probably to investigate this person.

Huang Feihong wanted to continue talking to the tall woman, but she just sneered and ignored him.

After a cup of tea, the short, stout woman returned and sneered, "Old Demon Duan is a newly emerged demon in Yunzhou, what does he have to do with your Yuzhou?"

Huang Feihong's old face turned red and he said, "Since ancient times, Yunzhou and Yuzhou have been one family, what's the difference between Yunzhou and Yuzhou?"

In fact, the Jianghu people in Yuzhou and Yunzhou have always looked down on each other, when have they ever been one family?

Huang Feihong brought up Old Demon Duan at this time, in addition to finding something to say, he also wanted to dampen the two women's spirits.

After all, Old Demon Duan's evilness was quite frightening.

At this moment, the short, stout woman didn't care at all and said, "What Old Demon Duan, Dog Old Demon, no matter who dares to block our Divine Cult's path, they will die miserably."

Huang Feihong was a little surprised.

Surprised that even after hearing Old Demon Duan's name, they still didn't react much.

If the short, stout woman and the tall woman were experts in the White Socks Cult who had entered the Tongyou realm, he could understand their contempt for Old Demon Duan.

But these two had only just entered the Qi Sea realm, yet they were so confident.

But the White Socks Cult was outrageous because they could indeed defeat the strong with the weak.

He was not a match for these two, which was the best example.

"But my Yuzhou is definitely not easy to mess with, just the Tang Sect's Ninth Young Master, the Yellow Mountain's Six Swords, the Linglong Palace's Sun and Moon Dual Blades, etc., will not easily let you run wild," Huang Feihong continued to say.

At this moment, the tall woman opened her mouth and said, "Do you think we are underestimating the Yuzhou martial world?"

"Didn't you think you were stronger than us before?"

Huang Feihong said unconvinced, "Although your move is powerful, it's enough to deal with me, but it's not enough to deal with these famous experts."

"It's not enough to see, but there are more than just the two of us wearing white socks here. It's okay to tell you, after all, you will see it sooner or later in the Nine Provinces. Many times, we act together in groups of dozens or hundreds. We have killed so many famous experts that we can't even count them," the short, stout woman chuckled.

Hearing this, Huang Feihong felt a chill run from the soles of his feet to his brain.

Because he thought of a scene, a famous expert like him, thinking that he could easily deal with these seemingly ordinary white socks.

But each of these white socks had a unique skill that had been practiced to the extreme, such as 'Men Can't See'.

They cooperated tacitly, and hundreds of ordinary white socks simultaneously used hundreds of extreme moves, superimposed together, what would be the result for that careless expert?

At this moment, Huang Feihong seemed to have grasped a key point.

The reason why the White Socks Cult was able to rise so suddenly and rarely meet opponents was probably because of this reason.

It could make ordinary people extraordinary.

In the Jianghu, it was extremely difficult for major families and sects to find and nurture a genius.

These geniuses were naturally the backbone of the sects and families.

But the White Socks Cult was different, it broke this rule.

It was much easier to find ten ordinary people than to find a genius who was one in a million.

And the White Socks Cult was terrifying because the ten ordinary white socks it trained could kill this one in a million cultivation prodigy.

A hundred ordinary white socks could even kill an old demon who was feared by everyone.

This was even more terrifying than any sword formation or battle formation.

Because in the past Jianghu, very few ordinary people could practice an extreme move, but the White Socks Cult's members could.

Realizing this, Huang Feihong's heart was also sinking.

Perhaps, this was the reason why the White Socks were invincible and fearless.

They didn't even mind telling him this secret.

No one could say for sure how many white socks there were in this White Socks Cult.

Thinking of the dense white socks filling the Jianghu, Huang Feihong's scalp tingled.

At the same time, in the streets of Qingbai City, there were many more storytellers.

Because of the influx of refugees, Qingbai City was actually more lively than usual these days.

Fortunately, the relief funds from the lords were not delayed this time, and the Bodhi Charity Hall was well-managed, so there was no chaos in Qingbai City.

In the most lively teahouse in the city, a storyteller with a red scarf wrapped around his head was babbling.

"It is said that people from the White Socks Cult have appeared upstream of the Qingyi River!"

"Some people may not know what the White Socks Cult is? But as long as you have stayed in the Western Magic Kingdom and Qingzhou, you will know that they are a group of demons wearing white socks!"

"The leader of the largest gang in Qingzhou, the Heavenly Clothes Gang, has already been beheaded by them, along with eighteen gang leader's wives, all hung on the city wall; the Wang family in Qingzhou is full of experts, but now only Iron Fist Wang Shuang is left alive."

"In my opinion, the Qingzhou Jianghu is already the White Socks' world."

"Now they are here! This flood is just the beginning. If the heroes of our Yuzhou Jianghu don't unite, they will be doomed sooner or later."

At this moment, the storyteller slammed the gavel and reminded, "In my opinion, our Yuzhou is still full of heroes. As far as I know, at this critical moment, the Broken Wave Young Hero who saved people by breaking the river earlier is full of courage and has gone to meet the White Socks alone!"

"Good!"

"Good!"

"Good!"

Hearing this, a group of people couldn't help but cheer.

However, those who had been in the Jianghu were confused - "Isn't the Broken Wave Young Hero Old Demon Duan?"

They had already heard the news that Old Demon Duan had broken the river to save people and donated money for disaster relief, and they all thought that Old Demon Duan was playing the young hero too deeply.

Now Old Demon Duan was actually going to mess with the White Socks Cult.

On the top floor of the teahouse, Su Lizhi and her junior sister were quietly watching all this.

At this moment, the junior sister couldn't help but say, "Senior sister, this time you released the news without the permission of the Tisi and the Zongsi, aren't you playing too big?"

"If I don't say it, will the White Socks not come?"

"But is this useful?" The junior sister asked puzzled.

Everyone knew the story of "the gun shoots the first bird," except for lunatics like Old Demon Duan, with the nature of the Yuzhou Jianghu people, they were probably just a group of onlookers.

"It's better to have someone help than no one, not to mention, this story is not for ordinary Yuzhou Jianghu people to hear," Su Lizhi said with a worried expression.

"Senior sister, are you worried about Old Demon Duan?" The junior sister asked cautiously.

"Old Demon Duan is powerful, he is evil, but he is only one person after all, and the White Socks are a group of particularly evil people," Su Lizhi said.

Looking at her senior sister's worried expression, the junior sister didn't dare to talk for a while.

Because she couldn't help but think of some scandalous relationships between female constables and demons, and some stories of female constables feeding demons with their bodies, senior sister shouldn't also

The junior sister shook her head and quickly shook off the strange thoughts in her head.

At this moment, on the street, three men carrying long swords were listening to all this.

The leading man said, "Old Demon Duan has gone upstream, let's go too."

Another young man said, "Senior brother, should we wait for Third Senior Sister and the others to come together?"

"To deal with Old Demon Duan, our Three Talents Sword Formation is enough, why use the Yellow Mountain Six Peaks Sword! Besides, when Old Demon Duan and the White Socks Cult fight, it is a good time for us to be the mantis catching cicadas."

"Junior sister, senior brother is here to avenge you!"

Saying that, Liu Qingyu, the senior brother of the Yellow Mountain Sword Sect, actually burst into tears.

He had been childhood sweethearts with Chen Ying since he was a child, and he had always regarded Chen Ying as his own sister, but until that day, when Chen Ying married Pig Blackface, Liu Qingyu suddenly felt very painful.

There was a feeling that the sky had fallen.

Pain, so painful!

He suddenly realized that he liked his junior sister.

The kind of liking that lovers have!

He had been restrained by some concepts in the world before, so he was so painful at the time, and he still hadn't come out of it until now.

But who would have thought that this pain could reach another level.

Old Demon Duan actually killed his junior sister Chen Ying.

The love of his life!

So, after getting the news, he was going to kill Old Demon Duan!

He didn't care whether the White Socks Cult would set off a滔天giant wave and harm the world, he just wanted to kill Old Demon Duan now.

It would be best to sneak attack and stab that guy in the back when Old Demon Duan and the White Socks Cult clashed!

Because he knew that this kind of sneak attack would make Old Demon Duan extremely painful and unwilling.

So, Liu Qingyu, the first sword of Yellow Mountain, who had lost his beloved, went with the other two swords!

It didn't take long before the one-eyed Azure Dragon Monk heard the news of Duan Yun and said, "Chief Seat, it's Old Demon Duan!"

That was an old monk, wearing a short shirt and with a dark complexion.

The one-eyed Azure Dragon Monk was already very tall and mighty, but in front of this old monk, he looked like a little chicken.

The old monk was not taller than him, nor was he stronger than him, but he just seemed more majestic and fierce.

The old monk, who was called "Chief Seat," nodded and said, "This Old Demon Duan is both righteous and evil, this poor monk will go and enlighten him, it would be good to let him shave his head and become a monk."

Saying that, the two monks also disappeared into the city and went upstream.

Su Lizhi didn't notice the Three Swords of Yellow Mountain and the monks of Tieshui Temple, she only knew that the person she wanted to wait for the most didn't arrive until evening.

The bloodthirsty storyteller kept repeating those words, his throat was almost hoarse.

Five white-clothed female sword cultivators who had just arrived in the city were about to sit down and drink tea when they heard about the "Broken Wave" Young Hero.

One of the female sword cultivators said in surprise, "It's Hero Lord!"

"Hero Lord is going to kill the White Socks!"

"Sisters, let's go too!"

"The person Hero Lord wants to kill is also the person we want to kill! Those who have enemies with Hero Lord are irreconcilable with us!"

For a time, a fierce and fiery light shone in the eyes of the five female sword cultivators, and they said loudly.

"Sister, listening to this, there are many White Socks."

"There are many White Socks, does that mean there are fewer people in our Jade Maiden Sword Sect?"

"Sisters, gather all the sisters nearby, let's kill the White Socks!"

"Believe in Hero Lord, do heroic deeds, believe in Hero Lord, act for the heavens!"

"Believe in Hero Lord, do heroic deeds, Jade Maiden Sword Sect, act for the heavens, Jade Maiden Sword Sect, 代天成道act on behalf of heaven"

Hearing that they were jade maidens from the Jade Maiden Sword Sect, the people nearby had already retreated secretly in fear.

After that, an even more bizarre scene appeared.

These notoriously fearsome Jade Maidens initially numbered only five. But as they chanted slogans, occasionally setting up sword stakes, more and more women in white robes arrived from all directions, joining their ranks.

By the time they reached the city outskirts, there were nearly a hundred of them.

Junior Sister gasped, saying, "There are so many Jade Maidens?"

Su Lizhi murmured, "The Jade Maiden Sword Sect doesn't have a fixed mountain gate; perhaps they've always been scattered like this."

A hundred Jade Maidens stood outside the city. The leader raised her arm and shouted, "Sisters, let's kill White Socks for the Heroic Paragon!"

Then, the group moved against the flow of people, with the ancient magical visages of Elder Duan appearing one by one behind them, creating an exceptionally bizarre and terrifying scene.

Instantly, children stopped crying, and adults were so frightened that their legs went weak. Those nearby were so scared they wet themselves, forgetting even to run away.

Seeing this scene, Junior Sister's face turned pale. "Senior Sister, can the White Socks Sect be even more bizarre than this?"

Su Lizhi's face was equally pale. "I don't know."

As a goddess detective, she had seen a lot, but she had never seen a scene like this, with a group of Jade Maidens and a group of ancient magical visages.

It was too bizarre.

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