Ling Xiao forcibly calmed down and brought back all the "souls" that had just left.
Shen Mingfang is still far away, but Cheng Yu is very close.
Cheng Yu took off Cheng Qiantai's soul chain and hung it on his neck: "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely protect the Beimin Sect!"
A slight smile appeared on Cheng Qiantai's face: "Yu'er, if you have any difficulties, go to Ling Xiao and your senior brother. Don't make yourself too tired... Which man you like, just tell him. If he likes you too, I won’t look down on you because of this. If you look down on your man because of this, don’t worry about it. Our Yu’er is afraid of no one, right?”
Cheng Qiantai's words seemed to be addressed to Cheng Yu, but also to Ling Xiao and Li Yuanhuan. Who knows except Cheng Qiantai himself?
Cheng Qiantai slowly closed his eyes, and the smile on his face was so peaceful that it made people feel that he was just asleep.
However, Cheng Qantai no longer has any soul fluctuations in his body.
Ling Xiao and Li Yuanhuan kowtowed three times to Cheng Qiantai at the same time: "Master, rest in peace..."
Cheng Yu's crying gradually spread from Cheng Qiantai's room to the outside.
The disciples who had been waiting outside the door knew that this matter was inevitable, but they still found it difficult to accept this fact, and they knelt on the ground one after another, unable to kneel for a long time.
A burst of sad crying instantly spread throughout the Beimin sect...
Without any time to hesitate, after asking the disciples to arrange Cheng Qantai's funeral, Ling Xiao, Li Yuanhuan and Cheng Yu hid in the secret room and forcibly improved Cheng Yu's strength.
Cheng Yu's whole body was shrouded in cyan soul light. This cyan light emitted from Cheng Yu's soul chain, passed through his body, and returned to the soul chain again.
With each cycle, the muscles and veins on Cheng Yu's body expanded a bit, and the painful expression on Cheng Yu's face also increased a bit.
Ling Xiao could imagine the pain caused by forcibly expanding the tendons, just like a hand that was only sixty or seventy centimeters long but was forcibly stretched to more than one meter long.
This is a pain that goes deep into the bone marrow and makes you want to live.
But Cheng Yu endured it time and time again. Big beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, and she never said a word.
"What a pitiful girl..." Ling Xiao shook her head, having no other choice but to express her helplessness.
"Perhaps, I can invent a medicine that can avoid the shortened lifespan caused by this forced promotion?" This idea came to Ling Xiao's mind, not only for Cheng Yu, but also for the man who was treated like a prisoner. Shen Mingfang is locked up.
They are all poor women, and this is probably all I can do for them for the time being.
Finally, this painful and long process is over.
Cheng Yu's face was a little pale, but his eyes were particularly bright.
"It seems we still have one thing to deal with?" Cheng Yu glanced at Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao understood: "Let's go, I will definitely do what I said."
In a remote shabby house in Beimin City, there are more than 20 homeless people who make a living by begging.
As soon as it dawned, they had to get up and prepare to go to Beimin City to see if their breakfast was missing.
Suddenly, a white shadow flashed and plopped into the shabby houses of these homeless people.
The homeless people's eyes widened.
A naked girl was lying on the ground, staring at them in shock and anger, but she couldn't say a word.
When it comes to women, these guys have always just fantasized about one day being able to spy on a woman taking a shower who forgot to close the window.
But now, with such a living girl in front of them, they couldn't believe their eyes.
They shook their heads violently and realized that they were really not dreaming. Their eyes with strange light suddenly erupted from evil fire.
Without any hesitation, these tramps vented their decades of energy on this girl and successfully became real men for once.
Even an old beggar in his seventies was trying to persuade others not to harm other people's little girls. When the homeless people sat on the ground to rest contentedly, he couldn't help but lie on top of the little girl, even though he was only lying on his back.
One minute.
All the tramps laughed and laughed at the old beggar's incompetence.
The old beggar snorted twice and sat aside, angrily complaining that his thing was really not up to par.
"Twenty-one, just right." Ling Xiao said to Li Yuanhuan and Cheng Yu beside him: "However, I don't plan to let her go just like that."
Ling Xiao's voice was not loud, but the chill in it was naturally felt by the two people around him.
Li Yuanhuan and Ling Xiao really didn't expect that Cheng Yu would see this cruel torture method from the beginning to the end without any expression on his face.
"Are you going to kill her?" Cheng Yu's tone no longer had the arrogance of before, but was just as cold as Ling Xiao's.
Ling Xiao shook his head: "I will not kill her, I will let her live and let her live in my nightmare for the rest of her life!"
As soon as Ling Xiao finished speaking, he snatched Mo Yan back from the homeless man's house at an extremely fast speed. The homeless people didn't see what was going on at all. They only knew that the girl who made them ecstasy was gone.
.
"God must have taken pity on us poor womenless people, so he rewarded us with a beautiful girl. Thank God!" The homeless people knelt down to God inexplicably, which made Li Yuanhuan and Cheng Yu stunned.
Naturally, these people at the bottom of the continent firmly believe in the existence of God.
Ling Xiao looked at Mo Yan with a sneer: "Unexpectedly, you also did a good deed... No, it was twenty-one good deeds."
Mo Yan was covered in filth, and her legs were dyed red with blood. The appearance was not much different from the tragic situation before Cheng's death.
"You'd better... kill me..." Mo Yan stared at Ling Xiao fiercely, with that hateful look in his eyes that was enough to scare countless people.
But at this moment, Mo Yan was staring at Ling Xiao, that man who was fearless of any power in the world and indifferent to everything.
"I will not let you die. I will let you continue to suffer until you take your own life." Ling Xiao said lightly: "Because this is how you killed my master's woman."
On this day, a piece of breaking news suddenly came out of Piaohongyuan in Beiming City.
A young woman pays someone to prostitute her, one orange crystal at a time, with a limit of three people each time.
You don’t have to spend money to go to whoring, and you still have money to get?
The news spread like wildfire in Beimin City, and countless men rushed to get there, almost crowding the entire street where Piaohongyuan was located.
There are also many wives from poor families who encourage their men to engage in prostitution to generate income. An orange crystal is worth their monthly living expenses.
Some men who had visited prostitutes even talked about the woman's appearance and figure. She would be willing to give her even an orange quartz, not to mention an orange quartz to herself.
Suddenly, the men in Beimin City went into extreme madness.
It wasn't until a bloody light soared into the sky that the entire street of Piaohongyuan turned into a pool of blood. This madness stopped abruptly, and was replaced by the sadness of half the families in Beimin City losing their loved ones.
An old man loses his son, a woman loses her husband, and a child loses his father.
What's even more ironic is that there was a family of three people, grandson and grandson, who died together in that bloody light, truly making blood thicker than water.
Li Yuanhuan looked unbearable: "Is this really okay? After all, those people are innocent."
Ling Xiao looked at Li Yuanhuan with disdain: "Which of the dead disciples of our Beimin sect is not innocent? Besides, we didn't kill these people."
Li Yuanhuan still disagreed with Ling Xiao: "The soul master should protect these ordinary people, but we watched them die. How should we explain to these people?"
Ling Xiao chuckled twice: "If it's just an explanation instead of inner uneasiness, I will naturally give them an explanation. Let's go, otherwise we won't be able to stop the two murderers."
A man and a woman were taking Mo Yan, who was wrapped in a sheet, and quickly fled from the Beimin sect. Before they could go more than a hundred miles, two men and a woman blocked their way.
Brush! The woman who was running away with Mo Yan suddenly took out her scimitar, her eyes full of vigilance: "If you don't want to die, then get out of my way!"