I secretly observed my stepmother and her family of three in my hometown for two days.
Yu Haolong went to his biological mother's grave and knelt for a long time. He hugged the tombstone and recounted his experiences over the years with tears and snot. Finally, he burned a handful of yellow paper and left his hometown.
The world is so vast, and he walks and stops aimlessly, wanting to seek revenge on his master who had stripped his dragon tendons, and wanting to find his good brother who was in the evil way.
At the age of 27, Yu Haolong did not find his former master or his good brothers. He passed by Kunwu Mountain and encountered bandits from the Black Wind Village on the mountain. After killing the leader of the Black Wind Village, Yu Haolong stayed in Kunwu Mountain, renamed the Black Wind Village to Zhenlong Village, and became the leader.
From then on, any woman caught by the Zhenlong Village would be tortured to death by the village chief Yu Haolong. Yu Haolong would not approach women and only beat them.
At the age of 29, Yu Haolong has reached the ninth level of the Fake Pill, and his cultivation level has surpassed most of the elders and even the sect leaders of the mainstream sects near Kunwu Mountain.
Right now.
Yu Haolong was standing in a simply furnished stone chamber. In front of him was the young female cultivator who had been captured by the second-in-command yesterday. It was said that she was from a small stone sect, a completely unheard-of and low-ranking one.
But this girl is really strong.
He was only at the third level of Qi training, but he was beaten with nearly a thousand whips and branded with a branding iron dozens of times, yet he was still alive.
It’s good to be alive.
If I die, there will be no pain and it will be meaningless.
Yu Haolong stared at the girl's pretty face, the only one that had not been tortured and still remained intact, and couldn't help but slightly raise the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile from the bottom of his heart.
On the top of the stone chamber, there are several white crystal stones, emitting a bright white light.
The light illuminated his entire body.
He has a very slender figure, but not too thin. His body under the black robe is as strong as meteorite iron and fine steel. His muscles are very strong, but not exaggerated.
The messy medium-length hair has some natural curls, the bangs cover the eyebrows, and it is slightly fluffy and messy. The deep black eyes are a little gloomy, and the cheeks and chin are covered with thick stubble. He looks a little casual and unkempt.
Although he looked unkempt, he was actually very clean, and the entire stone chamber was also very tidy, except for the blood on the ground.
The stone chamber was filled with a strong smell of blood and a faint aroma of meat.
Yu Haolong gracefully placed the iron whip in his hand on the stone platform next to him, then picked up a wooden ladle and scooped a ladle of salt water from the iron bucket beside him.
Just when I was about to water it.
There were noisy voices and chaotic footsteps coming from outside the curtain of the stone chamber door.
A man wearing a blindfold came in without even saying hello and very rudely lifted the door curtain from the outside.
He looks very familiar. He is a member of the village. Judging by his clothes, he is a sentry patrolling the woods outside the cave. I can't remember his name.
Yu Haolong poured the wooden ladle and the salt water inside back into the iron bucket, stared indifferently at the eye masked sentry, and said in a calm voice.
"What happened?"
"Enemy attack, there is an enemy attack, Brother Long, many of us have been killed"
After the masked sentry entered the stone chamber and saw the tall and powerful village chief inside, his previous panicked expression subsided a little, and there was even a hint of confidence in his victory.
Yu Haolong narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered, "Tell me clearly, which sect are they from, and how many people are there?"
"I don't know what sect they are from. There are two people on the other side. One is a silver-haired woman who looks about sixteen or seventeen years old, and the other is an ordinary man in his early twenties. He may not be an ordinary man, but he may be at a low level, so I can't tell his spiritual roots."
"Silver hair? Woman!"
Yu Haolong's previously narrowed eyes suddenly opened, and a hint of gloom flashed in his deep black pupils.
Coincidentally, the master who had pulled out one of his dragon tendons was also a woman with silver hair.
Over the years, he has been thinking about finding that woman all the time, vowing to tear off all the tendons in her body to relieve the hatred in his heart.
Since the woman hasn't been found yet.
There is a similar substitute.
Not bad.
"You and the others stay here, I'll go out and take a look."
Yu Haolong didn't carry any weapons with him. He strode out of the stone chamber and walked out of the cave with a cold and arrogant look on his face.
This powerful young monk is gifted but has a tragic fate.
Weapons are never used in battle.
Every punch hits the flesh.
A real man.
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