Su Bian Cultivation World

Before Chu Yao was able to amaze the guests, he first amazed all the furnaces that were about to be sent into the dense forest.

Among all the furnace cauldrons who were dressed in simple clothes, or only covered their bodies with a light gauze, Chu Yao was the only one dressed in splendid clothes.

What's more, it was night now, and the new moon in the sky was like a hook. When they walked along the road, there were rows of flaming torches lit on both sides of the road.Under the hazy moonlight and firelight, Chu's jade-like face has the charm of a beauty under the lamp.Some furnaces saw him and even forgot that they were crying.

... Maybe nothing bad will happen if such a beautiful person is so willing to go into the woods?That furnace cauldron thought blankly.

Chu Yao naturally didn't notice what this person was thinking, but even if he knew, he would just smile noncommittally.

These years of walking on the tip of a knife made him tremble and worry all the time, but apart from his own life, he almost didn't care about everything.

"Go in, go in quickly." The little leader who escorted them along the way drove the furnaces coldly.Ten days ago, his face was still so greedy and superficial, but after more than ten days of crazy bees and butterflies, he was basically full from these furnaces.

These stoves, which are used as "appetizers" for banquets, have not attracted much interest from the leader.In contrast, the Chu Yaozi who is well-known in Pixiang Palace...

The leader swallowed his saliva, and took two steps closer to Chu Yao. He made a gesture to drive him away, but he couldn't help pressing his fat hands against Chu Yao's back—if he could get out of the two butterfly bones that were about to fly Touch it in the middle, then slide your hand down, and then down, until you pass the slender waist that is too full to hold, and fall into the mysterious and moving mound...

However, his hands didn't even touch Chu's waist and half of his clothes.

It was Chu Yao who dodged to avoid his touch. Under the light of the torch, his beautiful face was facing the little boss, and the pupils of his eyes reflected two clusters of dancing orange flames.

At this time, there is no longer the meekness and infatuation in his eyes when he looked at Luo Jiujiang, and even every word uttered from those delicate lips has a touch of coolness.He said, "Do you know where I come from?"

That's right, he was once again rejected by Qiongqi; he entered the dense forest again, like a domestic pigeon jumping into the roasting pan of roasted pigeons; he will experience the humiliation and torture like a nightmare again, in exchange for his own His life... But he is not so cheap yet.

The little boss laughed sarcastically, he withdrew his hand, his face was not very good-looking, but he still didn't have the guts to whip Chu Yao.He rubbed his greasy palm on his clothes twice, reluctantly making a please gesture to him.

"Go in quickly, Mr. Xianxian." The leader hummed a vague grunt in his throat. He didn't dare to express his dissatisfaction on the face, but used a more tactful way to vent by calling Chu Yao another name. own anger.

Chu Yao ignored him.

After entering the dense forest, several furnaces approached Chu Yao to inquire about the details.Some people imitated Chu Yao by folding the hem of their robes to prevent their clothes from being caught by the thorns in the dense forest, while others tied up their cuffs by analogy, appreciating the fate they would face with anxiety.

They still don't know anything at this time, so their fear of the future is full of imaginative blankness.Chu Yao glanced at them, and only briefly said: "Live."

This may depend on the luck of these people, whether they got into the belly of some monster that night, if not, they can survive; it depends on the tyrannical character of the guest, if all the intestines are not ripped out, the internal organs will be ripped out. Re-stuff it back into the abdominal cavity and try to survive; it depends on whether there are any guests who don't like fishing, but treat them as real prey that walks on two legs. If you encounter them, lie on the ground and pretend to be dead to try to survive.

He has no tricks to teach anyone, he can only tell them to live as hard as they can.

From now on there will be no ease, no beauty, much less dignity and happiness.The only thing left is the most naked and ugly true face. Like wild dogs, they will grab the sundial of fate in one bite, struggling and crazy, chasing their survival instinct.

And the fear and pain of dying will be deeply rooted in the bone marrow throughout his life, and he has never forgotten it for a moment.

This forest has been meticulously designed by Qiongqi, and every inch of the ground is covered with soft thorns and upside-down vines.

If there is a living creature standing on it for a cup of tea, all the vines within a hundred feet will "live" and use their rough vines to whip their calves and force them to stand on the grass. The natural lichen of vines ran wildly.

Qiongqi wanted to make these furnaces exhausted for a whole night, so that the guests would be presented with the most delicious, most embarrassing, delicious snacks with eyes full of fear and misery the next day.They are at the mercy of others, they are at the mercy of others, and they are allowed to be folded into any shape.

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With that mask and invitation, Luo Jiujiang easily mixed into the queue waiting for the "invitation".

There are about a hundred monks in this row, and almost all of them are at the level of Jindan.Luo Jiujiang looked around, imitating the appearance of a few monks, pretending to be withdrawn, and only standing on one side, so as not to make too many mistakes.But just like that, those foul words still came against the wind and filled his ears full.

His fist, which was hidden under the sleeve of his robe, was already slightly bruised. If possible, he really wanted to chop it to pieces.

The attendant who guided them was a well-rounded person, and before leading them into the dense forest at the dawn of dawn, he made a good joke about "there are countless beautiful red wet flowers, and the guests just linger".

A burst of laughter broke out in the crowd, but Luo Jiujiang didn't laugh. He looked at the attendant through the mask, and calmly drew a blood-red cross on his lovable smiling face.

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At night in the dense forest, the cold moon is like a hook, and the deep moon shadow indifferently casts a bit of stingy light, but it just makes ghostly shadows of the tall trees float.

In the first half of the night, the forest was filled with the hurried footsteps and screams of the furnaces.There were a few voices crying with extreme patience, which aroused everyone's melancholy, and almost all the furnaces thrown here were crying intermittently.

But in the middle of the night, even the crying became weaker and lessened.The sound of footsteps became dragged and heavy, and the sound of the vine beating against the flesh became clearer.Even the gasps were leaden, and as soon as they exhaled through the nasal cavity, they were pulled and fell into the grass.

Too long of fear and uneasiness stretches people's nerves extremely long and thin, and no amount of uneasiness and fear will eventually be attributed to silent numbness.

When the sun rose, the Uncaria vine finally returned to hibernation, and immediately many furnaces fell to the ground, staring at the sun with lifeless eyes, unable to even say a word.

With his back leaning against an old tree, he half-closed his eyes, and raised his hands to tighten his temples.

Of all the people present, he was the only one who seemed to have some manners.

He let go of the corner of the skirt that he rolled up the night before. Even though the trousers inside had been torn to pieces, they still looked decent when covered by the bright red skirt.

Those furnace cauldrons covered in tulle were almost naked at this time, their legs still had fresh scars, and everyone's expressions showed weakness and fatigue.

Chu Yao doesn't think they are so bad, he just feels sorry, because he knows too well what kind of people this kind of broken temperament will attract.

The crumpled handkerchief is not cherished too much, and can only be reduced to a rag for wiping mud and water in the end. On the contrary, the intact brocade, no matter how cheap it is, can at least get a little attention and care.

After a while, there were gradually some human voices at the other end of the forest.Immediately, exclamations and screams followed the increasingly noisy voices.

The Luding people around him who had suffered enough tonight became vigilant, while Chu Yao opened his eyes and straightened his back, as if preparing for a tough battle.

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It was a middle-aged man with a hoarse voice and dark skin who finally found him.

All the guests present were wearing a cold silver mask, Chu Yao couldn't see his face clearly, only his eyes were exposed through the holes, revealing a greedy, lecherous and cold look.

Chu Yao smiled at him without any struggle, as tame as a newborn lamb.He looked at the monk tenderly and affectionately, his eyes were exactly the same as when he was looking at Luo Jiujiang, it was affectionate enough to make people fall in love at a glance.

"What kind of look do you like?" Chu Yao asked softly.

His voice is sweet and moving, but not greasy in the slightest. He sounds so masculine and feminine, coupled with his infatuated eyes, it almost makes one's body sore.

But the guest was unmoved, he even laughed maliciously.As if to observe Chu Yao's reaction, he leaned in front of Chu Yao's face, breathing and spraying with a watery stench, he opened his mouth, revealing a long, fat, dark toad-like mutated toad. red tongue.

Chu Yao didn't even change the angle of his smile.

No matter it's such a disgusting tongue, or he exposed the dust roots full of herpes and pus, even if he turned his face on the spot and made an opening from Chu Yao's collarbone, and a scar slid all the way to Chu Yao's navel, he would still With such a smile, it seems that in front of him is the person he loves the most.

Seeing Chu Yao's reaction, the man was obviously satisfied.He hummed, stretched out his hand to grab Chu Yao's lower body, and ordered casually: "I don't like men, but since you are so beautiful and well-behaved... let me cleanse you first."

Chu Yao's drunken eyes with a smile finally trembled.

At this moment, the nightmare from many years ago rolled over with roaring dark clouds and huge gray waves, as if in order to avenge himself now, he stirred up an earth-shattering counterattack in his heart.

It was as if the mask of the mask he had been using to protect himself had been stripped away. At this moment, Chu Yao could no longer hypnotize himself and let himself ignore the stench and drooling tongue. Greasy body and rough breathing.

He closed his eyes and ears in the mud, neither seeing nor listening, pretending that he was not submerged by the cold surrounding, but was sleeping on a comfortable and soft embroidered couch.However, this person's inadvertent action stabbed him awake, Chu Yao opened his eyes in pain, and finally couldn't dissociate from his own feelings.

He had to face every ounce of suffering he had suffered over the years.These cruel memories of the past were accumulated together, and instantly, like a river bursting a dike, it broke down all his psychological defenses, and he was about to be defeated immediately.

Chu Yao gritted his teeth tightly and pushed the masked man in front of him with trembling hands.However, that fat body was so heavy, Chu Yao couldn't do anything to him, in panic and disgust, he almost slapped the opponent with his hands in a panic!

This palm was only halfway down when he was stopped by that person in the air. Seeing that Chu Yao didn't know how to lift it, the opponent immediately turned his face, gave a vicious pooh, raised his hand ten times harder than Chu Yao's, and slapped Chu back. Waist a mouth.

This blow was ruthless and heavy, without any mercy, the chu waist immediately fell apart, the corner of the mouth was split, blood streamed down the lips, and the few drops of blood on the lips dyed his lips into a vermilion color.

What sufferings Chu Yao has suffered in these years are not worse than a slap in the face?How could he be convinced by this slap.With a sneer, he finally lost the gentle and gentle expression in his eyes, and he almost yelled "Get out" at the guest who clamped him, almost in a desperate fight.

"Bitch!" The man was completely enraged at this moment, he swung Chu's waist to the ground, and kicked his softest abdomen heavily.Chu Yao curled up in pain at the first blow, but he just gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.He was really ruthless, took a short breath and hugged the opponent's leg, almost gave up all his calmness and face, opened his mouth and bit down.

But before he could bite the bullet, the monk suddenly fell backwards.

It stands to reason that he is a dignified Golden Core cultivator, how could he be dragged down by Chu Yao?But the thing is so strange, this monk not only fell down when he touched it, but also looked like paper, a pool of dark red blood was knocked out from the back of his head, his eyes were closed tightly, as if he fainted from the fall.

The situation was so sudden and urgent, Chu Yao rushed forward without thinking, fumbled for the sword around the man's waist, and stabbed wildly.However, even though he has no Golden Core cultivation base, what he actually practiced was the Furnace Cauldron Technique, not to mention piercing the skin of a fellow Golden Core cultivator, he might not even be able to split a table.

The sword was too long, Chu Yao was half prone and half kneeling at this time, and he couldn't use it no matter what, it was not smooth enough.The golden core cultivator's skin texture was as hard as iron stone, and the sword thrusts from Chu's waist that he didn't stop a few times bounced back instead, bursting his own tiger's mouth.

"...that's not how swords are used."

Suddenly someone spoke behind him.

Chu Yao turned his head suddenly, only to see the silver-masked man took off his mask, revealing a young and handsome face.Not long ago, the owner of this face met him in the lotus pond, and Chu Yao once accompanied him in a scene.

The young man held a slingshot in his hand, perhaps as a show of sincerity, he stuffed the slingshot back into his bosom.He glanced at Chu Yao's bleeding hand and frowned, then raised his hand towards Chu Yao, not much, but seemed to want to take the sword in Chu Yao's hand.

Chu Yao sneered, held on to the hilt of the sword tightly, turned the blade upside down and pointed it at the tip of the man's nose.Right now, half of his face was red, swollen and hot, the corners of his mouth were still bloody, his hair was disheveled, and his expression was as beautiful as plum blossoms falling on the snow.He was disheveled, and there was a sense of panic and panic on his body, coupled with that stunning beauty that is hard to find in the world, he almost wanted to be overwhelmed and forced out of his crying.

But in such a situation, Chu Yao was in a state of distress, except for a pair of peach blossom eyes that showed a ruthlessness that would not hesitate to kill the fish.

He asked sharply: "Why, do you want to come and watch me too?!"