The boss who came from the end of the world, she is sick and needs to be cured

"This proud man of heaven, because he was thirsty, went to a farmer to beg for water, and was accused of rape by a peasant woman. All his belongings, space rings, swords, clothes, shoes and socks, etc. were robbed and he was even beaten.

He was relatively lucky, his cultivation and Dantian were not destroyed.

After many twists and turns, he found a friend and complained.

In order to comfort him, his friend took him to a restaurant for a drink and dinner.

However, after drinking and eating, he fell asleep inexplicably.

When he woke up, the clothes, shoes, socks, etc. he had managed to obtain with great difficulty, and even the money he had earned from hunting were gone. There was also an extremely ugly fat woman lying next to her.

However, this fat woman shamelessly said that she was raped by him. If he does not hand over enough spiritual stones and money, he will be sent to the court and sentenced to death.

He doesn't want to die. But he also has no money.

The fat woman said, "If I don't want to sue the officials, you have to do ten things for me. I think you are also a monk, and your cultivation should be good. This first thing..."

Not to mention ten things, it is impossible for him to handle even one.

Just one look at this damn fat woman makes me want to vomit, and the thought that I might actually have sex with this fat woman under the influence of alcohol makes me sick to death.

He was so angry that he didn't check whether Yuan Yang was still there, so he scratched his neck and said, "It's impossible."

The fat woman's expression changed and she slapped him away.

He hit the pillar of the room and fell to the ground. He got up in confusion. This damn fat woman turned out to be in the late stage of the Super Spirit Realm!

The fat woman said, "You are so skinny, how could I have been raped by you if I didn't see how pretty you are! You have to do this first thing so that you can have clothes to wear! Otherwise, I will give you You’re castrated, throw it out!”

As he said that, he took out a pair of huge scissors with cold light from the bedside. The scissors were full of spiritual power, and they looked like treasures at first glance.

He swallowed unconsciously, took three steps back, pressed his back against the wall, and cold sweat rolled down his head and neck one by one.

At this point, he knew that he was being plotted.

It’s just that I don’t know who it was that harmed him.

This fat woman most likely fell in love with him and saw that he was weak and weak, so she made a secret move.

There were mottled blood stains on the tip of the gleaming scissors. I don't know if it was there when the treasure was made, or if it was left after cutting off someone else's lifeblood. In short, no matter how you look at it, why do you think this damn guy is a habitual offender!

Danger.

He has nothing.

How to do?

He took a deep breath, trying to calm down. If this fat woman is a habitual offender, she can't be alone. Most of his friends have fallen into their trap, and may be facing the same predicament as him at this time.

The fat woman has a fat head and big ears. Her chin is seven or eight layers deep and drags down about ten centimeters. Her neck is not visible at all. It is all flesh. Her arms, chest, belly and legs are all hanging down like cloth bags filled with things. Her waist must be so big. More than two meters thick.

But her movements were very vigorous, and when she saw that he still didn't answer, she quickly ran over and wanted to slap him on the face again.

He ducked down to avoid it. But he was so stung by the body odor under the fat woman's armpits that he rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, and almost died on the spot.

The fat woman grabbed his hair and smashed him, who was about to faint. The smashing made the floor clang. Everyone downstairs thought that the sky was about to collapse, and they all ran out, shouting: "What are you doing..."

After the fat woman let go, he struggled to open his eyes. Before he could see clearly what the black thing in front of him was, he smelled an extremely strong smell of dead mice and an indescribable sour smell. He turned over, foamed at the mouth again, and fainted completely.

When I woke up, I had a torn and old dirty linen wrapped around my waist. My whole body felt like it had been crushed by a boulder, and I felt extremely painful. But fortunately, there were no fractures.

A tall, thick, middle-aged man with a rectangular horse face crossed his arms and gave him a task, "The first thing you have to do is to chop all the firewood in the yard. Before sunset. Otherwise, you will Dead."

He is a swordsman, and chopping wood is not a problem for him.

Although the wood is a bit strange and extremely hard. But he finished before sunset.

The rectangular horse-faced man came out again and threw a hatchet at his feet, "The second thing is, kill the little beggar outside!"

There were actually some strangers looking at him in the yard, but those eyes were extremely cold and showed no sympathy for his experience. It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on others to save you.

He picked up the hatchet and walked to the alley in the backyard. Sure enough, he saw a beggar with yellow hair, many wounds all over his body infected with pus, flies flying around him, he was not far from death, and he smelled bad.

He didn't want to kill the beggar. Even if a beggar is dying, he most likely wants to live.

His eyes see in six directions and his ears hear in all directions. He grabbed the hatchet and ran away.

However, before running a hundred meters, he was blocked at the entrance of the alley by several men dressed similarly to the rectangular horse-faced man...

He was taken back and beaten. He was covered in bruises and vomited blood.

Before he fainted, he heard the strong man say, "Throw him awake. If he still doesn't cooperate, just cancel your cultivation and dig up your spiritual roots and Dantian. There are many people waiting for you."

The situation is better than people.

He had to cooperate.

The little beggar died after all.

Just after the little beggar died, the man with the rectangular horse face appeared again and threw him a scroll more than a foot long. "The third thing is to kill the person in the painting."

Before leaving, the man with a rectangular horse face warned again: "Don't try to escape. Only we have the antidote for the poison in your body. If you don't want to die, just obey!"

He was shocked, and quickly crossed his legs, adjusted his breath, and looked inside. But there were no signs of poisoning.

The rectangular horse-faced man took two steps and then turned back and said, "If you can detect the poisoning, then it will not be our method."

He really didn't know much about poisons. There is no way to know whether you are poisoned or not, you can only take it one step at a time.

But in the process of killing the man in the painting, he found an opportunity and ran away.

But just as he was about to leave Yuan'an, he unexpectedly learned that his friend had been arrested. In order to save his friend, he dived back again. After several inquiries and arrangements, my friend was finally rescued.

My friend's body was covered in injuries, external and internal, and he was in unspeakable pain.

His friend hugged him and cried for a while, telling him the tragic experiences of recent days with snot and tears. He burst into tears and swore that he would go back and bring more brothers, relatives and friends to take revenge and destroy these bastards like Yuan Anguo. .

As soon as the two of them got together, they went back quietly.

When he arrived at Yuan'an Kingdom, he took dozens of fellow disciples with him, and the team of nearly 200 people broke into pieces and sneaked in quietly.

At first, no one noticed them, and they successfully sneaked into the restaurant where their friend invited him to dinner. But after several days of investigation, no news about the fat woman or the man with the horse face was found.

The friend said, "It's possible that we escaped and they were afraid of our retaliation, so we moved our place. We first dispersed, in teams of three and five, to look after each other and go to surrounding towns to find out information. To facilitate communication, we exchanged communication talismans." "

He thought what his friend said made sense, so he did it. 』