The moment Fu Ting's restraints were broken, the man, having vented his anger, was instantly jolted awake from his deep sleep, spitting out a large mouthful of blood. Realizing the gravity of the situation, he rushed to the place where Fu Ting was being held without even putting on his shoes.
When the man arrived, Wan Jiao was just about to leave with Fu Ting.
The reason I didn't leave was because I knew he was coming, and I waited for him on purpose.
Their eyes met, and the man spat viciously, shouting, "You little brat, how dare you mess with me? You're tired of living!"
Of course, no one who dared to talk to Wan Jiao so recklessly would be able to breathe properly.
Yes, they're all dead.
She narrowed her eyes and looked at the man, "Those who cultivate but do not follow the righteous path will surely meet a bad end."
"I'm in a good mood today, so I'll allow you to choose how you want to die." Wan Jiao, with her bright and charming face and breathtaking beauty, spoke with an arrogant air, as if she were a queen ruling the world. "Tell me, how do you want to die?"
"Arrogant brat, take this!" The man charged at Wan Jiao.
That was his signature move, viciously ruthless.
Specifically targeting women.
In short, it means that no matter how powerful a person is—whether they are a deity, demon, ghost, or sorcerer—the person affected will be completely drained of their strength and left at the mercy of others.
The reason he specifically targets women is because this man is actually a complete lecherous devil.
His greatest wish in life was to sleep with every beautiful woman in the world.
Although Wan Jiao's words were harsh and her actions were unusually infuriating to men, her beauty was undeniable.
He could already imagine how relieved he would feel when she fell for his tricks and was completely at his mercy.
And then there's Fu Ting.
You little slut, you don't know what's good for you, you actually want to run away?
very good.
He'll take some tonic pills later, and while he's dealing with this female sorcerer, he'll also take care of Fu Ting.
It'll let her know what "heaven" really means!
There's a saying: Imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel.
This phrase is most fitting when applied to men.
All his fantasies shattered completely when his ultimate move failed and Wan Jiao struck him squarely, destroying his cultivation.
His eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Wan Jiao as if he'd seen a ghost. A complex mix of emotions flickered across his face, which was contorted with pain. "You...you..."
The man stammered for a long time, unable to utter a single complete sentence.
Wan Jiao disdainfully pulled a wet wipe from her canvas bag to wipe her hands, then took out an alcohol swab to disinfect them before looking down at the man as if he were an ant, and said with disgust, "Since you don't want to choose, then I'll choose for you. Be a useless person, live a life worse than a dog for the rest of your life, and die in the belly of a wild dog when your lifespan is almost over."
Wan Jiao's tone was light and indifferent.
It's as if it's saying that the weather is really nice today and the flowers are blooming beautifully.
But only the man knew how tragic his life would be if he truly lived as Wan Jiao said, and died as she predicted.
"Don't try to scare me. You're just a mere sorcerer. No matter how powerful you are, you can't possibly control me..."
Before the man could finish speaking, Wan Jiao immediately formed a hand seal and opened the Gate of Hell.
In a short while.
The Black and White Impermanence stepped out and bowed respectfully to her, "Master Wan!"
Wan Jiao no longer showed them the same respect she used to.
joke.
Have you ever seen Hades treat the Black and White Impermanence with respect?
She looked at the man, but spoke to the Black and White Impermanence, "I want him to live a life worse than a dog, and die in the belly of a wild dog when his lifespan is about to end."
The Black and White Impermanence looked at each other, as if to say:
My Lord, what's wrong? Today seems so different from before?
An hour ago, news spread that my lord's emotions were in turmoil. Could it be that my lord has regained his memories?
After exchanging glances for a few seconds, the Black and White Impermanence exchanged a tacit understanding: perhaps, our lord has truly regained his memories.
Then, they quickly clasped their hands in a gesture of respect and said, "Yes!"
Men are certainly aware of what Black and White Impermanence are like.
Seeing how respectful they were to Wan Jiao, obeying her every command, he was truly terrified. He raised his finger and pointed at Wan Jiao, "You...you...who exactly are you?"
Wan Jiao smiled and said, "Guess."
However, before the man could even guess, Wan Jiao had already told the Black and White Impermanence, "Make him mute, change his appearance, and find a place to settle him."
…
Director Xia is busy with work-related matters.
Wan Jiao and Fu Ting disappeared at just the right time.
Because she saw that Fu Ting was happy to watch Director Xia work so diligently.
Fu Ting's eyes were almost filled with infatuation, and tears fell in a steady stream... She looked so pitiful!
Wan Jiao couldn't help but advise her, "Why don't you just show yourself?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Ting quickly raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, "No, thank you."
The Black and White Impermanence arrived at this moment, to take Fu Ting to the underworld. Upon seeing them, Fu Ting sniffed, "Master, please tell him that in the next life, and the life after that, I will wait for him."
Wan Jiao: "Okay!"
Perhaps there really is a telepathic connection between lovers.
Before Fu Ting was taken away by the Black and White Impermanence, she looked at Director Xia one last time with deep affection, and Director Xia also turned his face to look at Fu Ting.
Even though he couldn't see anything, he just felt he should look there.
He also raised his hand and covered the area of his left atrium.
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