Cihai silently recited a Buddhist chant.
"Damn it! I'm not a vegetarian, do you think this is your chance to break your fast? Well, let me tell you straight today, you're finished!"
Without saying a word, he kicked Zhixiang over and then raised his leg to strike her groin.
"Hey~ Stop it, you bald monk, what are you doing?"
"You dare to mess with me, the tough guy? You've picked the wrong target!"
Liang Hao and Fahai were once again dumbfounded.
Cihai is indeed the nemesis of rural feminism; all living beings are equal.
This time, Fahai and Liang Hao would not let Cihai cut off this last clue for no reason, and immediately pulled him away.
Zhixiang was completely numb, feeling an excruciating pain coming from her lower body, and she realized one thing.
This group of people cannot be judged by common sense.
To save your life, you should tell me what you know first.
"To tell or not to tell?"
"I said, please stop torturing me."
Faced with Liang Hao's pressing questioning, Zhixiang decisively chose to compromise.
"Where is your Nine Netherworld headquarters located in the Holy Domain?"
"The ancient royal tombs of Shu (Sichuan)."
"Who is your boss?"
"Yes, yes..."
Just as Zhixiang was about to speak, a sea of spider lilies suddenly bloomed around her.
The three old men were completely caught off guard and watched helplessly as Zhixiang was gradually swallowed up by the sea of flowers.
"No, save me, save me, I don't want to die, ah..."
With a mournful howl, the red spider lilies completely enveloped Zhixiang's body.
When the sea of flowers dissipated, a skeleton was revealed.
"Amitabha."
Fahai and Cihai simultaneously recited a Buddhist mantra.
Clearly, no one expected this to happen.
"The trail has gone cold, what do we do?"
"At least we now know where the Nine Netherworld headquarters is. Let's inform Big Brother."
"good!"
Fahai immediately conjured a ray of light, which transformed into a spirit dove and flew swiftly towards the Shu region.
...
Inside the palace courtyard, Dong Chao locked himself in a secret room.
Recalling the humiliation he had suffered today, he clenched his fists.
"I'm not a good-for-nothing, I'm not a good-for-nothing who relies on my father!"
He slammed his fist into the ground, the loud noise shaking the pages of the book "Evil-Repelling Sword Technique" off the low table.
Dong Chao immediately scrambled over to the table and examined it carefully.
"To master this skill, one must castrate oneself!"
"To castrate oneself, hahaha!"
After a bitter laugh, he finally made up his mind.
"I, Dong Chao, never want to suffer this humiliation again! I will master unparalleled martial arts and reach the pinnacle of life through my own strength!!!"
Then he decisively took off his pants and produced a dagger and a handkerchief from his storage ring.
After folding the handkerchief and putting it in his mouth, he looked at the gleaming dagger and then glanced one last time at the two ounces of flesh beneath him.
Suddenly his eyes turned cold, and he immediately swung his knife towards his crotch.
With a "whoosh," a blood-red flying chicken took flight.
“Uh uh uh—”
Dong Chao bit his handkerchief and let out a low groan.
Not long after, he fainted.
From then on, he had no feelings for women, and as for whether his swordsmanship was still divine, that remains to be seen.
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