Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature

The girl's name was Xiaoyi, and her life was not satisfactory.

She was originally beautiful, thinking that when she grew up, she would marry into a good family and live a good life.

She knew the world was dangerous, so she deliberately disguised herself as ugly, fearing being raped.

But one day, the city lord Chen Buxing found dirt on her face, which was very unpleasant to him, so he forced someone to wash her face.

The face washing was extremely painful, washing away all the moles on her face.

But even worse, just because her face was washed clean, she was taken a fancy to by the city lord.

Everyone in Wuye(无叶: No leaf) City knew what kind of person the city lord was. It wasn't just raping despite health concerns; he was a pervert who could use women as chamber pots and rags.

And she...

Wuwu...

Thinking of this, Xiaoyi saw the city lord's corpse again, and a sense of pleasure erupted in her heart.

She had always been petty since she was a child. When she couldn't win fights with other little girls, she would secretly cut their hair.

So at this time, seeing that she could retaliate against the evil people in the manor, she quickly started writing.

She didn't write well, but she wrote quickly, and wrote down the other party's evil deeds one by one.

From top to bottom, this city lord's manor was full of beasts in human skin.

She was considered lucky, only having to deal with the city lord alone, while some women, and good-looking men, were much worse off than her, and were even reduced to being shared.

Seeing her writing seriously, writing with a chivalrous spirit, Duan Yun didn't disturb her and continued to study the secrets of the Jade Guanyin.

This "Yellow Yellow Yellow Yellow Intention Skill(黄黄黄黄意功: a fictional martial art name)" had now reached the bottom in terms of the description of the cultivation method, and the rest was all Jade Guanyin's experience of raping people, making it like an erotic vulgar thing.

In order to have a deeper understanding of the evil ways of the world, Young Hero Duan could only continue to "criticize".

To his surprise, the Jade Guanyin actually had children.

Those "men" sealed by jade were called husbands by her.

In her words, the father of the child should always look so good and should not be changed.

Duan Yun once again rejoiced that he did not deal with the evil in person. This crazy woman was not only a biochemical mother, but also a many-handed wife, which was really his minefield.

And there were very few descriptions about the Jade Guanyin's children. Could it be one of the seven disciples?

Of course, everyone was dead, and Duan Yun didn't care much.

At this time, the girl Xiaoyi looked like she was racking her brains, and said, "Young hero, that's all for now."

Duan Yun picked it up and took a look.

Good heavens, the words were densely packed, and the paper was almost full.

"Dare you lead the way?" Duan Yun asked.

Xiaoyi hesitated for a moment and said, "I dare!"

After that, the two of them left the city lord's room one after the other.

In the city lord's mansion at night, there were not many screams.

Duan Yun was more skilled than when he destroyed the Xuanxiong(玄熊: Dark Bear) Gang for the first time. If he was using one finger for each person before, at this time, he could even gather people together and kill them in groups.

This behavior was simply a living Yama(阎王: Yama, the god of death) in the eyes of others.

It wasn't until dawn that Duan Yun left.

Overnight, out of the five hundred people in the huge city lord's mansion, only a little over a hundred people were left.

Because these hundred people were all humiliated women.

Originally, Xiaoyi's list only had a hundred names, but because the victim group became larger, the list suddenly increased to nearly four hundred people.

It can only be said that the city lord's mansion was completely rotten from top to bottom.

Every time the city lord raped people regardless of his health, checking the city's cleanliness and hygiene was a carnival for this group of jackals.

Women that the city lord didn't like and only used once would be rewarded to them.

When the city lord didn't care about the cleanliness of Wuye City, they patrolled the streets spontaneously, and another carnival would ensue when they caught criminals who dropped leaves.

So after Young Hero Duan came, their bodies were lying there, some with holes all over their bodies, some with their heads in the pool and their buttocks on the tree.

In short, the extremely clean city lord's mansion was now a river of blood.

The bloody smell could be smelled even by people several streets away.

When Duan Yun left, the group of victims cried and called out to the young hero, while also robbing the place and setting the mansion on fire.

When they saw the fire, the nearby people had already prepared buckets of water, wanting to put out the fire.

Because the city lord said that the daughters of the people in the city were his daughters, and his city lord's mansion was also everyone's mansion. Apart from not being able to enter it usually, they had to take extra care of every plant and tree in it.

But the people waited, but no one came to ask them for help for a while.

The city lord's guards didn't call, and they didn't dare to go.

Later, some people who were particularly concerned about the city lord, people who really regarded the city lord as their own father, rushed in regardless of their safety, but were immediately scared back by the corpses inside.

The fire didn't go out until noon, because the city lord needed a wide enough road and didn't like seeing people, so the fire didn't spread to other places, and was all smoldering in the city lord's mansion.

Shen Ying and the other girls, like everyone else in the city, watched the entire fire with great interest.

It's not everywhere that you can see a fire.

It was really enjoyable.

At lunchtime, everyone in the city was talking about this.

The city lord was the sky of Wuye City. Now that his mansion was burned down, the city lord hadn't said anything.

You should know that many conscious people had already prepared money to help the city lord rebuild his mansion.

When this city lord's mansion was built, the city lord had asked people to donate money.

Some people even suspected that the city lord wanted a new mansion, so he deliberately set it on fire.

As a result, later, someone suddenly said that the city lord was actually dead, killed by a giant hero named "Nameless Young Hero(无名少侠: Nameless young hero)".

When this statement first came out, some people scolded those who said such rebellious words as seeking death, and even wanted to find the people who spread the rumors to fight.

How could the city lord die!

As a result, not long after this "rumor" came out, a corpse suddenly appeared at the city gate.

The corpse was hung at the city gate, its hair disheveled and its crotch torn, looking not very clean.

But some people still recognized that it was the city lord Chen Bukai.

The city lord is really dead!

"Ah! Our father is really dead!"

Some people who had always been proud of the city lord cried out.

But they immediately shut up, with horrified expressions on their faces.

Because this might attract the person who killed the city lord.

The rumored "Nameless Young Hero".

In the end, only a few people were saddened by the death of the city lord. These few people were either wine merchants who followed the city lord to drink soup, or some guys who were really brainwashed and couldn't help but stick out their arrogant chests when they thought of the city lord's power and domineering.

Most of these people were gangsters who liked to fight in the city.

Of course, there weren't many happy people either. Years of rules had made them used to being raped and killed for having fallen leaves in front of their homes.

More people were confused.

"The city lord is dead, so should we still sweep the fallen leaves?"

"Sweep, how dare you not sweep?"

"But the city lord was killed by that young hero, wouldn't we anger that young hero if we sweep?"

For a time, the terrifying reputation of the Nameless Young Hero had shrouded Wuye City.

And one person cried.

Crying completely!

Fan Gao lay on the ground, crying like an eight-hundred-jin(斤: a unit of measurement) child.

He had not placed any hope on Duan Yun and his party.

Because in his heart, the Jade Guanyin was an invincible demon.

Was a god!

Because Duan Yun got lost on the way back and forth, and also squatted on Huangyu(黄玉: yellow jade) Island for a seventh day to kill them all, it took a lot of time.

So Fan Gao thought that Young Hero Duan was hopeless.

Maybe he had been raped dozens of times by the Jade Guanyin and made into hundreds of poses.

And he chose to lie flat.

Because he knew that the answer to standing on the wrong team was death.

Before long, the Jade Guanyin would send someone to clean him up.

It hadn't come for so long, maybe it was because he was a small fry and didn't pay attention at all.

Maybe this could save his life.

And then?

Continue to live like a maggot?

Fan Gao was very uncomfortable.

If he hadn't met Duan Yun, he definitely wouldn't be so uncomfortable, because he had already accepted his fate, thinking that he was just an abandoned maggot.

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But Duan Yun came and told him what justice was, and also told him to slay demons and eliminate evil, and to challenge the invincible Jade Guanyin.

Honestly, when Fan Gao recalled it now, he still felt that Duan Yun was glowing.

This light seemed to tear through the endless darkness, bringing a glimmer of hope to his dark and rotten life.

That hope was so dazzling that he never forgot it.

Unfortunately, it was just wishful thinking after all.

How could there be any justice in this world? How could the Jade Guanyin be defeated?

But just when he was disheartened and wanted to forget that light like a maggot, a fire suddenly broke out in the city lord's mansion.

The city lord's mansion was burned, and the city lord was killed. The murderer was a giant hero named "Nameless Young Hero"!

Every piece of news was like a thunderbolt falling on his heart.

Young Hero Duan is still alive!

Young Hero Duan is not dead. I don't know if the Jade Guanyin was killed, but he killed the Jade Guanyin's minion, the city lord, and the corpse was hung on the city gate.

So he cried.

Crying very wantonly.

"Are you done crying? If you're done crying, it's time to go on the road to find justice. Let's hurry."

Fan Gao sat up at once, and then saw the light.

Duan Yun stood there, looking content.

"Young Hero Duan, are you really okay?"

"Where is the Jade Guanyin?"

"Of course she's dead."

"Ah?"

"Are you doubting my gold content?"

"By the way, do you have a list of the evil people in this area? We have to hurry, so it has to be expedited."

"Ah?"

Duan Yun left Wuye City, only taking away half a cart of gold and silver jewelry scavenged from Huangyu Island, and half a cart of local specialties, grape wine.

If he didn't bring some local specialties back from this trip, the Murong(慕容: Murong, a family name) brothers would probably be nagging non-stop again.

When he came, there was one carriage, and when he went back, there were three. When he came, he was slightly anxious, but when he went back, he was relaxed and content.

He saved the people he should save, and killed the people he should kill, and the burden in his heart was lightened.

However, Duan Yun was a little confused. He had finished reading the Jade Guanyin's criminal thoughts, but only knew that she had children, but didn't know how many children she had.

Could it be that some of the seven disciples were the Jade Guanyin's daughters?

What if the Jade Guanyin had sons?

It can't be...

While Duan Yun was thinking about these things, in the place where Huangyu Island's Huangyu gathered, that is, the very deep bottom of the Huangyu bed, there were several shadows shaking in the Huangyu.

If you look closely, you will find that those shadows are children.

They are nestled in the soft Huangyu, just like being nestled in amniotic fluid.

Their bodies are wrapped in red lines, hanging there, lined up in a row, there are seven in total, like gourds growing on vines.

Suddenly, the largest "gourd" shook violently, opening its mouth in the Huangyu and shouting, "Mom!"

Wangchun(望春: hopeful spring) City, the bottom floor of Molou(墨楼: Ink building).

In a pool of green medicinal liquid, countless circular objects are soaked.

These circular objects are very common, every man has them, but they are not often seen.

Those are men's eggs.

They are soaked in the medicinal pool one by one, densely packed, there are more than a hundred.

In front of the medicinal pool, a man in black robes took off his robes, revealing yellow skin.

He stood there, looking at the person next to him and said, "It's about time, let's start."

"Brother Li, can this really work?" The person in white next to him was a little embarrassed.

"Just do what I tell you, it's not using your body anyway. A man's lifeblood is the strongest muscle in the body, able to bend and stretch, soft and hard freely. The reason why all the muscles in the body are so magical is because of this egg."

"I have mastered the trick. As long as I hide the egg in the muscles of my body, and cooperate with the cultivation method and medicinal bath, all the muscles in my body will become as magical as the flesh of my lifeblood. May I ask, at that time, who would dare to compete with me when I use this divine flesh to perform 'Ink Flesh Flying Thunder God(墨肉飞雷神: fictional martial art name)'!"

The man in black robes said with excitement.

"Understood, Brother."

The man in white no longer disobeyed, and took out red needles one after another, and pierced them into the muscles of the man in black robes.

These red needles are attached with a kind of red flower magic medicine. It is said that this medicine is refined from the most beautiful flower in the world, which can make people feel extremely happy and forget the pain.

For example, now "Brother Li" is covered in needles, but he looks enjoyful and can't help but hum lightly.

As the second elder of the Mo Sect(墨门: Ink Sect), Li Mofei doesn't want to be in this position. As a one-in-a-million Mo Sect genius, and a one-in-a-million cultivation genius, he wants to soar into the sky, flying higher!

The next moment, the man in white had begun to dig holes in his flesh and blood.

Even with the red needle magic medicine, there was still a look of pain on Li Mofei's face.

The man in white was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen blood holes were dug out.

After that, the man in white was even quicker, and used his right hand wearing deerskin gloves to scoop out one egg after another from the medicinal pool.

These eggs were stuffed into the blood holes on the man in black robes one by one, with precise techniques.

The next moment, Li Mofei frowned slightly, and began to breathe in nine shallow and one deep.

With his breathing, the muscles on his body that had been dug with holes surged.

It looked like the dug-out blood holes were like mouths, swallowing the eggs one by one.

An hour later, the man in white had fallen to the ground, panting.

Tired.

This job is not something that ordinary people can do.

Li Mofei looked at him and said with a smile, "Good brother, I feel great, wait for me to improve the cultivation method, and you will come too."

The man in white thought, "We'll talk about it then!"

It's hard to say whether his Brother Li will take the "Ink Flesh Flying Thunder God" a step further and practice it into a peerless magic skill, but at least he should be the man with the most eggs in the world now.

None of them.

In the dim underground chamber, Li Mofei, covered in eggs, activated his cultivation technique, causing the surrounding air to swirl wildly around him.

For a moment, he resembled a god or demon!

What is talent? This is talent.

Divine skills aren't mastered through mere practice; they require the supplement of great wisdom, combining supplementation with practice to achieve invincibility.

Rumors say that Old Devil Duan possesses earth-shattering wisdom; does he even deserve such praise?

Mine is the real deal!