Xihe looked at her slowly, raised his hand, and opened it with one palm.

Shaoheng is not here, but she is still pretending!

The black medicine spilled onto the ground and spread all over her body. The woman screamed, "What are you doing?!" She stood up and kept patting her chest, looking at her with eyes full of anger.

"What are you arguing about?" The middle-aged Taoist priest opened the curtain and walked in with an impatient look on his face. His face turned pale when he saw the ground.

The woman hurried over, took the Taoist's arm, and said in a coquettish voice, "Master, this woman did it all! I gave her the medicine out of kindness and even told her it was your order, but she threw it away without a word. It's really terrible."

The middle-aged Taoist glanced at Xihe and slapped the woman in the face: "What nonsense are you talking about? Clean it up quickly!"

He didn't look at Xihe again, turned around and went out again, and the pearl curtain swayed slightly.

The woman fell to the ground, covering her face in shock.

Xihe glanced at her, walked to the window and looked out. The cave was surrounded by clouds and mist, and green mountains were faintly visible in the distance. This cave should be built on a cliff, and Shaoheng might be in the cave next to it.

But don't worry, generally speaking, the current story is a sad one.

If he didn't let Fan Tuo suffer more for her, worry and be afraid, how could he love and hate her when the truth was revealed in the future?

Master Hua disappears from the face of the earth, and the rebellion plot gradually gets on track. Xihe is also ready to move and starts to complete the mission.

Xihe lived here with peace of mind, occasionally making trouble and bullying the woman named "Alian", and lived a leisurely life.

Shao Heng, on the other hand, had already been bled several times by the middle-aged Taoist priest. The middle-aged Taoist priest could not wait to drink it. It was like pouring a bowl of water into a hot pot. His spiritual power boiled. He could not help but feel ecstatic. He immediately sat down cross-legged on the ground and practiced his skills.

The veins on his forehead bulged and he gritted his teeth to endure the pain. Gradually, black lines became visible on his face and neck.

Shao Heng was terrified, not knowing whether there was something wrong with the evil practitioner's technique or his blood. These patterns... no matter how he looked at them, they didn't look like a good thing.

"ha!"

With a loud shout, the Taoist suddenly opened his eyes and slapped forward, causing the wall to crack and debris to fly.

Shao Heng and the young man lowered their heads in fear. When they stopped making any sound, they quietly raised their heads and saw the Taoist staring at their hands with a look of uncontrollable joy on his face.

"I didn't expect this blood power to be so strong! It looks like I'll be able to reach the Nascent Soul stage soon!"

Shao Heng: Nascent Soul Stage???

"but……"

The Taoist turned around and stared at Shaoheng, and a chill ran up Shaoheng's spine.

The Taoist just sneered twice, put his hands behind his back and walked out of the room. Bang, the door closed, and the room became dark again, with only a little sunlight showing through the wall.

Shao Heng looked down at his palm, where the flesh had festered, revealing the white bones. He continued grinding without blinking...

Xihe finally encountered her first crisis. The demon Taoist priest had taken some wrong medicine and attacked her as soon as he came back. Fortunately, she dodged quickly and had a magic weapon in her hand that she had obtained from A Lian. She scratched the demon Taoist priest's eyes, but he threw her to the ground.

Listening to A-Lian's obscene words coming from next door, which gradually turned into painful moans, she struggled to get up from the ground and sat down at the end of the bed with difficulty.

This evil Taoist has lost his patience with her, and he might really attack her next time... Little rebel, can you do it?

Cheng Fan also asked: "Shao Heng, can you do it? If we alarm that evil Taoist, not only will you and I die, but your beloved young lady will also be killed."

"Shut up!"

Cheng Fan closed his mouth, but snorted in his heart, really, what kind of fairy is it that you always talk about her.

After spending some time together, and feeling a sense of sympathy for each other, the young man quickly opened his heart to Shao Heng. He not only told him his name, but also talked a lot about himself.

He was trapped in this damn place and hadn't chatted with anyone for so long that he was feeling suffocated.

"Hey, don't you feel any pain? Your bones are showing."

"If you don't shut up, you'll be staying here for a while."

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up, I'll shut up, okay!"

The room was dim. Cheng Fan looked at Shao Heng. The young man pursed his lips and concentrated on picking the lock. With a click, the lock opened.

Cheng Fan was surprised: "Brother, you really are my brother, you are so awesome! You actually managed to open it!"

Shao Heng pried open the locks on his hands and feet, and walked over to unlock Cheng Fan. The tool he used was a bloody finger bone. His left index finger was limp, but he didn't even make a sound.

After gaining his freedom, Cheng Fan almost cried with joy. He hugged Shao Heng's thighs, tears welling up in his eyes: "Brother, from now on, I will only be your Ma Seoul!"

Shao Heng took two steps back and looked him up and down: "Is your cultivation still there?"

Cheng Fan's pupils shrank, and the next second he scratched his head and laughed: "Brother, you are really amazing. You even know that I am a cultivator!"

Shao Heng walked straight towards the door, saying lightly, "If I weren't a cultivator, I wouldn't have been able to hold on until now." He believed that he had a special physique. He couldn't bear the several times the demonic Taoist bled him. An ordinary person would have died in two or three years.

"Open the door!"

"Alright, watch me, the Invincible Thunder Fist!"

Boom! The heavy iron door shattered into pieces, and the cold air of freedom blew towards him. Cheng Fan closed his eyes, opened his arms, and enjoyed this moment of freedom to the fullest. It was really rare!

"Brother, you said—Hey, wait for me!"

Hurriedly caught up with Shaoheng.

The demon Taoist's cave was well connected. They wandered around in it for a long time before finally finding the Taoist's real cave behind a curtain of water.

Shao Heng took a step back. Cheng Fan rolled up his sleeves, spat, shouted, and smashed his fists on the stone wall.

A transparent ripple flashed faintly, then quickly broke into pieces and disappeared between heaven and earth.

A sandalwood door appeared in front of him, and at the same time, the sounds of men and women moaning and growling were heard from inside. Shao Heng's face suddenly changed, he kicked the door open and strode in.

Cheng Fan cried out "Ah", unable to stop him, and hurriedly followed.

The door was right in front of him, and the voice was heard from behind it. Shao Heng pushed the door open without hesitation - he rushed towards the middle-aged Taoist who was lying on the woman, but was violently pushed away.

The middle-aged Taoist suddenly turned his head, his face covered with black lines, his eyes bloodshot, and he looked completely irrational.

The woman stretched out her hand towards them with difficulty, her face full of pain: "Save me..."

Cheng Fan was shocked: "What the hell is this?"

Shao Heng no longer looked at the two of them. He eagerly pushed open the door next to him and met the anxious woman running in. He hugged her tightly in his arms: "Miss!"

Xihe's eyes couldn't help but turn red: "Where have you been?"

Shao Heng let her go and checked her up and down: "He's not far away. What about you, Miss? Did he do anything to you?" He secretly said that he would get rid of this evil Taoist priest soon to vent his anger for the young lady.

Xihe shook her head: "No." She looked at his hand with a distressed look on her face, "You are injured."

Shao Heng shook his head and smiled: "It doesn't hurt at all."

"Liar!" Xihe touched his wound carefully.

Cheng Fan finally couldn't stand it anymore: "I say, have you had enough? Can you please deal with this old guy first before you get bored?"

(End of this chapter)