The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

On this quiet night, the clock quietly pointed to one o'clock in the morning. The two brothers returned to the bright moon on the sea and took a comfortable hot bath after dinner.

Su Yang seemed to be attracted by some mysterious force and went straight into Su Xiang's warm bed.

"Brother, come here quickly. I want to tell you something."

"What's the matter?" Su Xiang walked to the bed, took off his shoes, got on the bed, and naturally hugged him in his arms.

"Revolver's master is called Shangguan Zhan, a highly respected and long-lived old man, who is already 162 years old this year."

Su Yang rested his head in his strong arms and spoke slowly, his tone full of disbelief.

"Well, then what?" Su Xiang asked lazily, closing his eyes and patting his back.

"This Shangguan Zhan is exactly the same as the skinning technique our master taught us. Brother, do you think there is any connection between the two?"

Su Yang's words were like thunder, which instantly refreshed the sleepy Su Xiang. He suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Su Yang with a sharp gaze: "Is this true? Are you sure?"

Su Yang nodded, "It's absolutely true! The technique of skinning and sewing corpses is our master's unique skill. Even if someone steals it, they can never learn it! Unless... unless he is our master's ancestor, he can never achieve this level!"

The technique of skinning is no secret in the cultivation world, and many martial arts masters know this skill to some extent. Among this group of people, the Corpse Refining Sect is the first to bear the brunt.

The Corpse Refining Sect has always dabbled in the techniques of skinning and refining corpses, however, when it comes to proficiency, no one can compare to Chen Zui.

In the early days, the Corpse Refining Sect was the leader in this technology. Later, something went wrong and it suddenly fell into decline, becoming tepid and insignificant, like a drop of water in the ocean, inconspicuous.

But ever since Chen Zui came to the Corpse Refining Sect as a mentor, the sect has risen rapidly again. In just three years, the Corpse Refining Sect has once again become one of the top ten sects in the martial arts world.

All these achievements are inseparable from Chen Zui's huge influence, but now a Shangguan Zhan has appeared, and his skinning technique is not much different from Chen Zui's. How can this not be shocking?

"If you say so, then this Shangguan Zhan must be related to Master. When Master comes back in a while, we'll ask him about it."

Su Xiang nodded in agreement.

"Master, isn't he in the Corpse Refining Sect now?" Su Yang asked curiously.

"Master has gone out to look for the best materials for corpse refining. He has been out for half a month. I think he will be back in the next few days."

Su Yang nodded, yawned, found a comfortable position in Su Xiang's arms and prepared to sleep.

Who knew that not long after I closed my eyes, I heard a faint noise coming from outside.

"Brother, there seems to be a quarrel outside."

"Yes, it sounds like the little monster is cursing in the street." Su Xiang frowned.

Sure enough, soon the familiar and clear voice of the little monster reached his eardrums, his tone revealing anger and tension.

"I won't listen to you! If you dare to make me angry again, I will kill you!"

The little monster's eyes were wide open, his eyebrows were raised, and flames of anger were burning in his big round eyes. He roared with gritted teeth.

"Ha!" The little black egg on the opposite side sneered and said sinisterly: "I will give you this sentence intact. Follow me to the front hall to receive guests, and maybe I can spare your life."

"I won't listen! I want to stay here and eat and drink for free. What can you do to me?!"

The little monster put his hands on his hips, stamped his feet, his face full of stubbornness and unruliness.

"Well, in that case, don't blame me for being rude to you!" Little Black Egg said viciously.

"Humph!" The little monster was not afraid at all. Instead, he deliberately provoked: "Come on! Come on, come and bite me!"

Xiao Heidan snorted coldly and pulled out a shiny pistol from his waist. The cold metal flashed coldly under the light. He aimed at the little monster and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

boom--!

Bullets flew through the silent night, and the sharp sound seemed to tear the whole world apart.

"Little monster! Get out of the way--!"

At the critical moment, Su Yang rushed into the room with a roar and pounced on the little monster at lightning speed.

Puff! Ah~!

The bullet did not hit the target's heart, but instantly hit Su Yang's shoulder, causing him to scream miserably. Bright red blood spurted out, splashing the little monster's face.

Little Heidan was so frightened when he saw this, his mouth slightly open, he stood there in a daze, his face full of fear and disbelief.

"Ah! Idiot... Idiot, you're bleeding!" The little monster hurriedly checked the injury and saw that Su Yang's pajamas on his chest had been stained with blood, which was a shocking sight.

"Brother!" Su Xiang shouted and rushed over, picking up Su Yang from the little monster.

Su Yang grimaced in pain, sweat dripping down his forehead. His painful expression was heartbreaking to see.

"Wow, wow, wow... the idiot is bleeding... he's going to die... what should I do?"

The little monster cried and grabbed the corner of Su Yang's clothes, tears falling down.

Su Xiang didn't have time to blame Xiao Heidan, so he carried Su Yang out of the room to treat him first.

At this time, Xiao Heidan finally came to his senses. His legs went limp and he sat down on the ground, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

"I...I didn't mean to do that. I didn't expect this to happen..." He muttered, his voice filled with fear and regret.

The little monster stood there, his body trembling slightly with anger like a leaf in the wind. Su Yang was injured while saving him, and the shocking bright red was like a sharp thorn, which severely hurt the little monster's eyes.

The anger in his heart was like a raging volcano about to erupt, the hot magma was surging in his heart, and the demonic energy in his body was completely aroused, rushing out like a surging tide.

His eyes were red, like two balls of burning flames, staring at the little black egg slumped on the ground. The evil spirit on his body raged like a violent whirlwind, blowing the surrounding objects everywhere, as helpless as fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

"How dare you hurt him!" The little monster roared, and the roar was like a bolt from the blue, shaking the entire space slightly.

He rushed towards the little black egg suddenly, as fast as an arrow leaving a bow, and arrived in front of the little black egg in an instant.

Little Black Egg looked at the little monster in horror, his eyes full of despair. He wanted to dodge but it was too late.

The little monster grabbed Xiao Heidan by the collar, and with the force of an iron clamp, he lifted him up and threw him violently. Xiao Heidan's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, and hit the wall heavily, making a dull sound, like the drumbeat of despair.

"Ah——!" Little Heidan felt as if all the bones in his body were about to fall apart. He groaned in pain, and the sound was like the howling of a wounded beast.

The little monster did not give up. His body transformed into a thick tree trunk that was as hard as steel and as sharp as a sword. He swung it towards the little black egg.

Crack, crack! Little Black Egg was hit by countless tough and thick tree trunks, his muscles were twisted and his bones were broken.

The little monster's eyes were red, like a demon from hell. He attacked the little black egg madly and said angrily:

"Su Yang is going to die. You killed him, so I will also tear your head and limbs apart to avenge him!"