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There was an angry shout, followed by the sound of a leather whip, followed by a woman's screams. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was a secret room, and in the dim light, a young woman could be seen tightly tied to the wall.

Opposite the woman, two men in black were wielding leather whips.

As the leather whip continued to rise and fall, the woman's cry became more and more miserable, and the faces of the two men in black showed unbearable expressions, and then, the force of the leather whip when it fell became much lighter.

The woman had tears in her eyes, and her eyes were full of gratitude when she looked at the two men in black, which made the two men in black even more unbearable, not only the force of swinging the leather whip was much lighter, but even the frequency of swinging was much slower.

"Little, your skills are not small!"

Behind the two men in black sat a young man with a disheveled, barefoot, somewhat decadent look, the man tilted his head and looked at the woman, with a madness in his eyes.

"I'm coming!"

As he spoke, he stood up suddenly, snatched the whip from a man in black, and struck it heavily on the woman.

Then, the woman let out a tearing scream.

The decadent man was merciless, whipping and whipping, and in a short time, the woman's clothes were torn, revealing the delicate skin in it, and the red marks on the white and tender skin looked shocking.

The two men in black couldn't stand it anymore, and begged, "Young master......"

The decadent man didn't look at them and yelled, "Get out!"

The two men in black glanced at each other, showed a helpless expression, bowed to the decadent man, and retreated.

The decadent man raised the whip in his hand again.

With the whipping, the woman's screaming voice gradually became weak, and her face gradually lost its luster, and on the woman's pale face, the sweat of beans rolled down, and the woman's eyes were puzzled and wronged...... All kinds of demeanors are gathered together, and combined with her miserable appearance at the moment, it looks really pitiful.

"Little girl, there is no one else here, don't make that pitiful appearance anymore, and I, I have already seen your true colors, it is impossible to be impressed by you again!" the decadent man spoke, the whip in his hand kept stopping.

"Wu Ming, I'...... Not what you think!" the woman said pitifully.

"It's not what I think, what else can it be? I've had enough of you, don't try to confuse me again!"

The woman just shook her head.

"What, do you feel wronged? When you hurt someone, did you think about what you would do to others?"

The decadent man lifted it suddenly, his shirt fell to the ground, and he saw that his naked upper body was covered with blood-red whip marks one after another, some were old wounds, which had already scabbed, some were new wounds, and blood continued to seep out, and the injuries on his body were even more serious than the woman's.

When the woman saw this scene, she was also surprised.

The decadent man pointed to himself and asked the woman: "When you hurt me, did you think that you would hurt me like this person, ghost and ghost!"

The woman shook her head painfully: "Wu Ming, I'm sorry...... Actually, I don't want to. ”

"Don't you want to? You've done it all, don't you want to? If I don't kill you today, I won't be able to vent the hatred in my heart!" the decadent man threw away the leather whip in his hand and picked up a machete on the wall next to him.

"Harm people will eventually be killed, remember, it was I Wu Ming who killed you. If there is an afterlife, don't do this kind of harm to others and yourself again!" The decadent man raised the machete in his hand, and scenes of acquaintance with this woman came to his mind......

He was eighteen years old.

For example, in the smoke world, when the age of sixteen is full and the human body is mature, it can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to temper the body.

Tempering the flesh is divided into nine stages, that is, from a first-level martial artist to a ninth-level martial artist.

The path of cultivation is difficult to get started, then easy, then difficult, and then more and more difficult.

It generally takes two years to become a first-class martial artist.

For second-level and third-level martial artists, it takes one year each.

Fourth, fifth, and sixth level martial artists each take three years.

As for the seventh, eighth, and ninth level martial artists, it will take even longer.

At the age of eighteen, most people were either only first-level martial artists, or they were not even first-level martial artists, but Wu Ming was already a second-level martial artist.

A first-level martial artist, increase the strength of one hundred catties.

Second-level martial artist, increase the strength of 200 catties.

Coupled with the bonuses in terms of physical strength, speed, accuracy, etc., Wu Ming was not afraid even if he faced several first-level martial artists.

This year, Wu Ming was rated as a first-class student by the Longmen Immortal Academy of Qingshui City.

It was also this year that he met a woman named Xia Bingyun in Longmen Immortal Academy.

Xia Bingyun, seventeen years old, a first-class martial artist, was also rated a first-class student.

Originally, they would not have any intersection, Longmen Immortal Academy, martial artists of all levels were taught separately, and Wu Ming was dedicated to cultivation and didn't care much about external affairs.

A joust changed everything.

In order to motivate the students, Longmen Senyuan holds a competition every year after recruiting new students, and the winners will receive a lot of rewards.

In this competition, Wu Ming defeated all the people of the same age and became the king of the eighteen-year-old.

Under the martial arts arena, a series of cheers made Wu Ming a little dizzy, and some girls shouted his name loudly, which made him feel like he was in the clouds.

At this time, Xia Bingyun appeared, she came from a distance and slowly walked to Wu Ming's side, her appearance was not particularly outstanding, but she looked innocent, like a girl next door

Wu Ming just glanced at her, and he couldn't come out again, he felt that this girl was so delicate, he couldn't help but want to take care of her, to please her.

"Brother, what are you looking at?" the girl walked up to him and spoke to him.

Wu Ming suddenly became nervous, and he couldn't say anything: "No, I ...... Didn't look at anything. ”

"Brother, you are so powerful, how can you be so powerful, can you teach me well?" the girl said.

"Oh...... Good, good. Wu Ming agreed, as if in a dream, and at that moment, he left behind what his grandfather said, "When you are young, your blood is undecided, and your abstinence is in color".

Since then, he has been with Xia Bingyun all day long.

Xia Bingyun is a talented girl, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

In order to have a common language with her, Wu Ming left his cultivation behind and began to dabble in qin, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The first days were full of happiness, and the two of them played the piano, played chess, painted, and lived a fairy-like life together.

A year has passed, Wu Ming's cultivation has not made an inch, and he has not taken it to heart, because there are still many people who are not as good as him.

Another year passed, Wu Ming's cultivation was still not an inch, and he was rated as a second-class student by Longmen Immortal Academy, at this time he was already in the middle of the middle, and he still didn't take it to heart, because there were still some people who were worse than him.

Another year has passed, Wu Ming's cultivation is still not an inch, and he was rated as a C-class student by Longmen Immortal Academy, and he began to wake up, because, among his peers, he is already at the bottom.

Like the smoke world, only by cultivating can he get ahead, and now that his cultivation has fallen so much, he is starting to get anxious.

However, Xia Bingyun made him unable to let go.

While he wanted to cultivate, he wanted to spend his days with Xia Bingyun at ease, but as a result, his days were not free, and his cultivation did not go up, this year, he was twenty-two years old.

Wu Ming felt that he couldn't go on like this, so he found Xia Bingyun and told her about his difficulties, and in the future, he couldn't accompany her all day long like before, and he had to spend more time on cultivation.

Xia Bingyun said: Okay!

A good word made Wu Ming no longer dare to have any ideas, so he could only stay by her side obediently.

But Xia Bingyun began to be dissatisfied with him, and the disputes between the two began to increase...... Wu Ming also understands that he is no longer the king of his peers back then, and now he has become the bottom of his peers, what is the attraction of such an existence to Xia Bingyun?

Wu Ming made up his mind painfully, and decided to endure the pain and separate from Xia Bingyun for a period of time, cultivate well, and wait until his cultivation came up, and then welcome Xia Bingyun back to his life as a strong man.

Pity...... From hard work to ease, from easy to hard work, a few years of leisurely life has made Wu Ming accustomed to chic entertainment, and when he wanted to turn back, he found that he could never return to the state when he cultivated hard.

Wu Ming blamed himself, he didn't blame Xia Bingyun for disliking him, only blamed himself for not being angry, he worked hard to improve, whenever his playfulness rose, he whipped himself with a leather whip, he thought that as long as he returned to his previous state, Xia Bingyun would definitely be able to turn back to the cute girl next door at the beginning......

However, by chance, he found that it turned out that Xia Bingyun's approach to him was completely a trap!

It turned out that she was bought by Liu Jiang!

Qingshui City, Wu and Liu's families have always been at odds, Wu Ming and Liu Jiang naturally don't deal with each other, before, Wu Ming has always firmly pressed Liu Jiang below, Liu Jiang held a grudge, so he bought this woman named Xia Bingyun, tempted Wu Ming, and made Wu Ming's plaything lose his mind!

What is pure, it is all appearance!

Not only is it not pure, but he has also learned the art of charm!

Wu Ming regrets! Wu Ming pains!

He felt like a joke!

He can't move Liu Jiang, but it's more than enough to move Xia Bingyun.

Xia Bingyun played with him like this, how could he let the other party go?

When you kill this woman and get out of this evil breath, you will cultivate well, and then suppress Liu Jiang's turtle grandson.

Wu Ming made up his mind, and without hesitation, he shouted loudly, and the knife in his hand slashed towards Xia Bingyun.

The sword light flickered, and this knife went down, as long as it was flesh and blood, even if it was a ninth-level martial artist, it could be cut into two pieces.

Reflecting the cold sword light, the woman's eyes showed a look of sadness and despair......

The sword wind whistled, and Wu Ming felt a burst of pleasure......

At this time, Wu Ming felt a tingling pain in his brain, his hand shook, and the machete was crooked, slashing at the wall next to Xia Bingyun.

Then, a voice sounded: "Slow!"