Chapter 76 Suffering at the hands of a woman

Qingyi pressed the vagina of Hongzhi, the brothel girl, and placed her on the bed, then lowered the bed curtain.

Qing Yi felt thirsty and looked up to see a glass of wine on the table. It was the wine Hong Zhi had poured. Without giving it a second thought, Qing Yi picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp. His brow furrowed slightly as the wine took his sip, and he secretly thought to himself: This wine tastes really disappointing, far inferior to Chenxiang and Feixia. He secretly thought, "Let's finish this quickly and return to the palace."

"Master, it's really getting late. I'll go and get Xue An right away!" Qingfeng leaned closer to Ye Qingyu and suggested in a low voice. Ever since they saw Qingyi hugging the brothel girl and entering the room, they had been hiding in the dark, closely monitoring every move.

However, half an hour passed, and there was still no movement in Qingyi's room, and the door was closed. Could it be that this kid really came to the brothel to spend the night? Qingfeng had originally been a bit interested in watching the fun, but now he was no longer calm.

During this period, Qingfeng had proposed to Ye Qingyu three times that they should capture Xue An. His only purpose was to make some noise so that Qingyi would be aware of their presence.

But Ye Qingyu always shook his head slightly. He absolutely did not believe that Qingyi would really spend the night with a girl from a brothel. He must have other purposes. Ye Qingyu was waiting, waiting for Qingyi to walk out of the room by himself. He was also gambling, gambling on the trust between the two of them.

It was late at night, and the bustling Fengyue Tower had quieted down, but the door remained firmly shut. The candle in Xue An's room had gone out, plunging the room into darkness. It was obvious that Xue An and the girl Hongying had gone to bed. However, the candle in Qing Yi's room next door was still lit. What on earth was he doing in there?

Qingfeng stole glances at his master's face as it changed from jealousy to calmness and then to anger. When the candles in the room went out and the light dimmed, he noticed that his master's face looked even paler.

The door they were staring at finally made a subtle movement, and a figure quietly emerged from the room. Qingfeng immediately recognized it as Qingyi. His heart finally settled. Why had this kid taken so long to come out? He subconsciously stole a glance at his master beside him; the silence was eerie.

Qing Yi was completely unaware that there were two pairs of eyes staring at him in the dark. His mind was full of thoughts on how to take revenge on that bastard Xue An.

He went straight to the room of Xue An and Hongying, the top girl in Fengyue Tower. He first leaned slightly to the side and put his ear to the door, listening carefully to the movement inside. He only heard a burst of thunderous snoring, which came one after another. It seemed that Xue An had already fallen into a deep sleep and was completely defenseless.

He slowly reached out and pushed open the door, then flashed in.

However, just as Qing Yi stepped into the room and before he could find his feet, he heard a woman's sharp shout from the darkness: "Who?!"

"Me!" Qing Yi hadn't expected Hong Ying to be so alert that she could actually detect his intrusion. He reacted quickly, deliberately lowering his voice and speaking hoarsely.

"Why are you here? What are the master's instructions?" Hongying seemed oblivious to the unusual situation, mistaking Qingyi for someone else. As she spoke, she glanced disdainfully at Xue An, who lay sleeping like a dead pig beside her, and began to search for her scattered clothes.

Qing Yi had never expected that his casual response would lead him to the next conversation. He was at a loss for words as to how to respond. After a quick thought, he mumbled, "Have you finished with that last thing?"

"Humph, doesn't the master trust my ability to get things done?" Hong Ying raised her eyebrows when she heard this, her tone full of arrogance, "Xue An is just a idiot. He just listens to whatever I say. It's easy for him to do this!"

Qing Yi heard a clue from Hong Ying's words, and felt more and more that the woman in front of him was definitely not an ordinary brothel girl like Hong Zhi. He decided to continue asking her questions, so he let out a light hum from his throat, as if in response, but said no more and waited to see what would happen.

At this moment, Hong Ying was only wearing a thin outer gauze. The thin gauze could not hide her graceful figure at all. Her shoulders were half exposed, which made her look even more seductive. "What are you waiting for? Don't you miss me?"

"Yeah!" Qing Yi responded and was about to reach out to control Hongying, but he never expected that a cold shadow would come straight towards his face. This person knows martial arts!

Qing Yi dodged to the side, but Hong Ying's attack didn't stop there. The sword in his hand followed him like a shadow, and followed up again, the sword flower flashing, directly hitting Qing Yi's vital point. Seeing this, Qing Yi stopped dodging. He stretched out two fingers and firmly grasped the extremely sharp sword. Hong Ying felt that the sword in his hand was clamped in an iron clamp, unable to stab forward or withdraw it. Horrified, he blurted out, "Who are you?"

"Who am I? I'd like to ask who you are?" Qing Yi sneered and couldn't help thinking that this day was really busy and he had caught up with everything.

"Looking for death!" Hong Ying suddenly let go of her sword and flung out a hidden weapon with both hands. The weapon came at Qing Yi with incredible speed and was very close. Only then did Qing Yi suddenly realize that Hong Ying's sword attack was just a feint, and her real killer move was the hidden weapon. She had intended to take advantage of her opponent's unpreparedness and attack, but at such a close distance, anyone else would have been unable to resist.

However, despite all her calculations, Hong Ying happened to run into Qing Yi. Qing Yi's hidden weapon skills were truly passed down from the Western Demon Sect leader, Mo Qitian, and were even more powerful than his swordsmanship, but he didn't use his signature skills easily.

When Qing Yi saw Hongying let go of the hilt of the sword and swung his left hand, he knew that he was going to throw a hidden weapon. Qing Yi's eyes flashed, and a powerful aura instantly emanated from his body. He held the sword horizontally, and the hidden weapons fell to the ground with a clang. They turned out to be three small darts.

Hongying didn't expect that all the hidden weapons he shot out were blocked. He was shocked and felt that he could not win. He then scattered something mixed with smoke and planned to escape.

Although Qing Yi wasn't afraid of poison, he never expected that what Hong Ying was spreading wasn't poison or a drug, but something resembling rouge. The powder instantly filled the small, confined room, blinding and choking. It made Qing Yi cough repeatedly and quickly step back.

When the smoke dissipated a little, Qing Yi forced himself to open his eyes, but found that the red figure was no longer in the room.

"Damn it, what a despicable trick!" Qing Yi couldn't help but curse. He suffered losses one after another throughout the day, and all of them were caused by women. How could he not be annoyed?