In the evening, the two rested in the living room for a while and chatted about what happened when they parted. Li Xijun also stopped staying after seeing them rest. Before leaving, he said a word to Ji Yanliu

"Smoke Willow, I told you yesterday. Tonight, a few friends held a banquet at the Chengxi Restaurant and invited me to go with them. Would you like to come along? ”

Ji Yanliu said that he wanted to think about it. When Xia Fanxing was lying down with her chatting, he said a few words to persuade her to let Ji Yanliu go out to play more, and finally left the sect once. How could the girls of their Yin Demon Sect have such an opportunity as her. Xia Fanxing herself was afraid of being targeted by Dali Temple, so there was really no way, don't let this matter ruin her interest. Follow Li Xijun, you should eat, drink, and play.

Ji Yanliu thought about it for a while and listened to Xia Fanxing's words. In fact, Xia Fanxing also wants to accompany her to go shopping and play. However, in addition to Lai Fulin's warning, he had one more thing to do, and it was best to do it alone.

Ask the Zheng mother downstairs about Xueliu.

Not long after Li Xijun left with Ji Yanliu, Xia Fanxing stayed for a while and walked out of the door. As soon as I walked to the entrance of the building, I suddenly heard a slight ** shout in my ears. He stopped all at once. Cast your eyes on the Changming Pavilion with a row of bright red lanterns hanging on the left. Soon, the voice rang softly in his ears again.

The sound insulation in each living room of Datang Ming Building is very good. As far as the eye could see, the doors of each room in the Changming Pavilion were tightly closed. The voice was clearly a woman's cry of pain. Although she is a dusty woman, there is nothing wrong with betraying her body, and there is nothing to cry about. But this is so loud that even people outside can hear it, how much pain must it have endured? It's not just ordinary things, right?

Xia Fanxing's eyes suddenly locked on the second room next to the corridor. It occurred to him that when he went downstairs early this morning, he saw the girl whose legs were not close together outside this room. She had just finished serving her two sons, and her face was full of grievances. Xia Fanxing saw this scene in his eyes.

There are many disciples who take pleasure in the suffering of others. Could it be that there is a repeat customer in this room tonight, staring at the girl in the morning, and ravaging it again? But to make this girl cry like this, their methods are too ruthless, right?

These thoughts came to Xia Fanxing's mind, and he just wanted to take a step downstairs, but he slowly took two steps back and sighed. He walked to the door of the room and knocked heavily.

Sure enough, as soon as I knocked on the door, the subtle ** immediately stopped. After waiting for a long time, but no one came to open the door, the girl's painful voice rang softly in his ears again. Xia Fanxing was furious.

A flash of light appeared in his hand, and he gently stretched out his arms and pressed down on both sides of the gate. The next moment, a light appeared on the entire door, and he slowly took a step back, unloaded the door directly, and gently lowered it to the ground.

The three people in the room, including the girl, were all stunned.

Xia Fanxing clapped his hands and walked in slowly.

———— Changming Pavilion living room, there is an extremely strong fragrance. The house is brightly lit, and the heat from nowhere is itchy. There's even that kind of atmosphere of doing a lot of work. The girl in the red dress had her hands tied to the legs of the chair and her legs spread apart. The ground was full of blood, but the color was different. Some came out of her thighs, some out of her skirts.

Her face was extremely haggard and frightened, but at a glance it was clear that this was definitely a beautiful embryo. Moreover, it was the girl I met in the morning. Her thighs were covered in blood all over the place, and it was terrible. But the monk's gaze was so keen that he bowed his head slightly, and saw at a glance that within the girl's * there were several small iron balls tightly fastened, very tight, and each iron ball was stained red with blood.

Then, he also saw that there were two obvious scars on the girl's thighs, and the bleeding had not stopped.

He turned his head, and the two gentlemen had subconsciously retreated behind the bed. One person wears a mask on his face. The clothes on their bodies make people see at a glance that their family background is absolutely extraordinary.

Xia Fanxing couldn't help but show a sneer. It's ridiculous, two perverts who take pleasure in torturing others, and they still have to cover their faces. This is the real disgusting behavior of the archway. What are you afraid of, are you afraid of being recognized by other girls, are you the son of an official of which family?

The girl sobbed a little, and then there was a muffled cry, a faint cry, but it seemed to carry endless grief. Xia Fanxing took a step forward and pounced in front of the first man with a mask. Grabbing him by the collar, he punched his mask mercilessly.

Oh, it's an iron mask. That's in pain. Another punch, and the man finally couldn't stand it anymore and let out a low roar, as if to demonstrate.

"You took off your mask for me. ”

"Where the are you from... Lao Tzu spends money for pleasure, what the do you care!" The man's voice was deep and painful.

"To pick it or not?" The third punch was heavier than the first two punches combined, and the man roared, blood dripping from under the mask. The companion behind him seemed to be stunned - how did this person take off the door with his bare hands??

"You... You let go..."Finally, when Xia Fanxing raised his fourth punch, the man said goodbye. Xia Fanxing let go slightly, he took off the iron mask on his face, fell to the ground, and wiped the blood on his face.

When he raised his head slightly and saw Xia Fanxing with a cold face, his face suddenly changed.

As soon as Xia Fanxing came in just now, he punched him hard, and he didn't see this guy's appearance clearly at all... This, this person, is the Taoist priest on the day of Liyang?

He quickly wiped the blood from his face, and Xia Fanxing's gaze gradually became surprised. Person... This person, actually, Yang Xuan?!

Yang Guozhong's eldest son, Yang Xuan! On that day in Liyang, when Mr. Liu Li was buried, Yang Xuan was extremely moved to summon his soul, which left an extremely deep impression on Xia Fanxing. This guy, this face, isn't it Yang Xuan?

I'm really... !!I finally did a chivalrous battle once, and my mother actually bumped into a master like Yang Xuan who can't be provoked!

"You're that Taoist... On the day of Liyang, Li Wan's Taoist priest... Taoist priest, listen well, you and I have no grievances, and a piece of gold ingot here is considered compensation for that girl... Let's go now, don't talk to anyone about today's events, don't talk to anyone about Liyang!

Well?

Xia Fanxing was stunned for a moment. At that time, on the night of Zhiyunguan, Xia Fanxing stood beside Li Wan, and also went up to the mourning hall to mourn for Mr. Liu Li. So Yang Xuan must have seen his face... After seeing Xia Fanxing's face clearly, Yang Xuan, whose face was covered with blood, suddenly got up from the ground, grabbed his hand, and said this in an almost pleading tone. Hurriedly took out a standard gold ingot from his pocket and threw it on the ground, picked up the mask on the ground, and shouted angrily at his stunned companion behind him

"You eunuch, don't be stunned!

Xia Fanxing picked up the gold ingots on the ground and did not stop the two. He slowly walked over to the girl, drew a small dagger, and let go of her hand. Squatted down and whispered, "Girl, it's okay, they're gone." Keep this gold ingot. If you don't mind, below I can..."

Xia Fanxing was embarrassed to continue, but just looked at the bloody stain under the girl's skirt with her eyes.

Tears rippled on the girl's face, Xia Fanxing took a closer look, only to find that this girl should be the same age as herself, and she was very delicate, fair-skinned, thin and thin.

Her voice was delicate but weak, and she only said one word, "Thank you..."

Is that acquiescence?

Xia Fanxing nodded, and slowly stretched his hand towards the bottom of her skirt. But she was immediately slapped away by the girl's hand, her face was blue and white, and she said after a while, "Also, I'll do it myself." Thank you for helping me..."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but have a sour nose and sobbed gently. She stretched out her hand and slowly touched her lower body, Xia Fanxing couldn't bear to look at it, and quickly turned her head, tore off the two corners of the bedcloth, and quickly covered the scars on her two thighs. "The bleeding on my leg hasn't stopped......"

It's a pity that this place is full of mortal blood, and Xia Fanxing is inconvenient to touch with the breath of a monk. Otherwise, the pain of some girls can be relieved.

"I'll press it for you, and you can take it yourself." I don't look at it. Xia Fanxing squatted in front of her, closed her eyes, and pressed the scars on her legs with a cloth. The girl hummed and gently stretched out her hand, and a gasp sounded, and an iron ball was taken out by her.

"Very good, you did a good job..."Xia Fanxing closed her eyes and did not forget to cheer her on. The second iron ball was taken out in the agony** that the girl was trying to suppress. When the third iron ball was taken out, the girl's face was extremely pale, and the ground was already covered with blood. "Woo......"

She leaned back, and finally couldn't stand it anymore and started crying. Xia Fanxing slowly opened her eyes and watched the girl's aggrieved tears fall like rain. "Too... It's so tight—" she said incoherently as she cried. Xia Fanxing sighed, gently brushed the tears off her face with her hand, and said gently, "I have a lot of strength, I'll help you, okay? ”

"Well... Okay..."The girl nodded heavily, and suddenly put her arms around Xia Fanxing's left arm. "I, I'm afraid of pain. Can you let me hold it..."

"Hey. You're already brave. You just hold my arm, and the rest is up to me. Just cry out in pain, leave it alone, okay?" Xia Fanxing leaned close to her face and said seriously. The girl nodded, wrapped her arms around him tightly, and closed her eyes.

The remaining three iron balls that went deep into the cave were taken out one by one by Xia Fanxing with his right hand in the girl's crying and screaming of pain. The ground was already covered in blood. Both were covered in sweat. Xia Fanxing looked at the girl who had almost collapsed, the ground was full of blood, and her eyes were very unbearable.

Strangely, no one seemed to hear her cry, and the fourth floor was empty, and when the girl's screaming stopped, it was silent again.

"Girl, go and lie down in my room first, okay? I can help you stop the bleeding. Afraid that she would pass out, he gently patted the girl's pale face and asked.

The girl's weak voice snorted. Xia Fanxing quickly ran back to the room, took a clean cloth, and wiped all the blood stains on her lower body. Then he picked her up on his back and walked towards his own room on the other side of the Immortal Pavilion.

Back inside, he put her on the bed. The bucket of water that had been placed here before was already cold, and Xia Fanxing's palm fire gathered and instantly heated it to the right temperature. He took another piece of cloth, soaked it in warm water, and gently wiped the blood stains on both sides of the girl's thighs.

Slowly rubbed it off, and the scar stopped bleeding. He glanced at her, and out of the corner of his eye, caught a glimpse of the blood seeping from under the torn hem of her dress. He swallowed, slowly raised his head and said, "There, no problem, right?"

"Thank you... Of course..."The girl spoke in a daze, but when Xia Fanxing began to clean the terrible wound on her private parts, she slowly said everything that happened to her.

She told Xia Fanxing her real name, Gong Yutao. She has lived in Tang Ming Building since she was a child, and she is twenty-three years old this year. Pick-up from the age of sixteen. I don't know why, there are often some excessive guests who ask her to sleep, so she is often bullied and doesn't have many friends.

"I... I didn't want that. Originally, I just wanted to be a kabuki. I have a very good yaoqin, which was given to me by someone else..."

The two sons that Xia Fanxing saw this morning were actually friends made by the Yang family in private. They came to visit Minglou last night and took a fancy to this palace girl with the name Yuque. Those two guys, like Yang Xuan, have special fetishes, but they are not so excessive. They found a very interesting thing in Gong Yutao - the place below her was the tightest that these two gentlemen had ever seen in their lives.

They should have told Yang Xuan the news that seemed interesting to them. Yang Xuan came with his companion and directly ordered the rain bird girl to go upstairs. The two perverts first fucked her separately, and then Yang Xuan came up with a cruel idea. Isn't this girl tight underneath, they want to try how many iron balls like the one they just want to stuff......

Xia Fanxing listened to Gong Yutao's slightly complaining narration, and he was also trying his best to restrain his anger in his heart. Unexpectedly, Yang Xuan, who looked so polite and affectionate at Liu Li's funeral, was such a perverted brute.

After slowly wiping all the blood from Gong Yutao's private parts with a damp cloth, he controlled the aura on his hand and gently stroked the large number of wounds that were struck out by the iron ball. This will allow the wound to stabilize to some extent and not re-bleed. It's strange to say, he just met Gong Yutao, and now he is doing such a private thing for her. Xia Fanxing has never seen other girls in that place except for Ji Yanliu, let alone touching it like this.

However, neither of them seemed to have any other thoughts. Xia Fanxing found that his mood was surprisingly calm, with a faint anger deep in his heart. Until Gong Yutao's face on the bed became painful, and he said with difficulty, "Dao, Dao Chief... I feel... I can't say it, it's so uncomfortable..."

"You've lost too much blood!" Xia Fanxing almost finished his work below, and when he saw that Gong Yutao's face was as white as snow, he immediately knew that something was wrong. He stood up suddenly, leaned close to her face and said, "Hold on, I'll go downstairs to find Mama Zheng!"

"You told her... Yu Tao is sick..."

It seems that Gong Yutao, an unsociable girl, has some special meaning for Zheng's mother. After Xia Fanxing rushed downstairs to tell her that Gong Yutao had lost too much blood, she hurriedly called another middle-aged woman to take care of the sons who came to Minglou, and did not dare to waste a minute of time and ran upstairs.

"You girl! Alas! Always don't say anything, don't say anything! Hold everything in your heart! That's what makes people bully, let people bully! Alas, blame me, I shouldn't have let those two brutes in... What the is this... Bullying a girl like this... Two brutes, with a mask, they don't look good..."

"The old lady is a hundred years old, I really want to give you this girl to death!"

As soon as Mama Zheng saw Gong Yutao lying on the bed, and after seeing her face, she immediately began to babble. After chattering a few words, after squatting down to check the wound on her lower body, he hurriedly picked up the quilt on the other bed and covered her. Gong Yutao seemed to have passed out and did not respond to Zheng's mother. After Mama Zheng did all this, she stomped her feet violently on the spot, turned around and said to Xia Fanxing who was standing on the side, "Childe, thank you so much anyway... Can you talk to her here, I'll go down and ask someone to make her a decoction to replenish her blood......"

Seeing Mama Zheng hurriedly walk out of the door, Xia Fanxing hurriedly agreed, sat on the side of Gong Yutao's bed, and tried to prevent her from being completely unconscious through dialogue. Mama Zheng didn't take two steps out of the house, and the monk's sense of hearing was stronger than that of mortals, and he inadvertently caught the sound of her broken thoughts

- "I hold everything in my heart, and I don't tell anyone about anything... It's not been a bully all these years... It's really the same as Snow Willow!"