The Three Worlds

Zhengqi Sect.

It was very lively.

Many disciples were in groups of three or five, discussing a grand event three days later.

That was the day when Fengyue Cave was opened.

By then, many geniuses who had gone out to practice would return. At that time, everyone would fight in private. Many people learned some martial arts skills through the fights of these geniuses.

However, in this bustle, a figure was slowly walking towards the mountain gate.

This figure was none other than Su Chen.

But at this moment, he seemed not to be the son of destiny who could call the wind and rain in the heavens and the worlds, but to have become an ordinary person.

He walked towards the inner gate step by step with the anger of the Blood Demon Sword merging into his body.

In his mind, there was a large mass of chaotic breath rolling.

In his memory, there was a lot of information about this predecessor, which was merging with his soul.

He knew that this predecessor had a sister.

And now, this sister may have fallen into the hands of the poisoner.

But no matter what, he had to take a look.

"Since you and I have this fate, then I will help you fulfill all your wishes."

Su Chen murmured.

As he merged with his previous life's memories, at this moment, a trace of worry appeared in his eyes.

This was not a delicate and artificial gesture.

Rather... he had completely merged with all the memories of his previous life.

At this moment, he was a part of this world.

His name was Wen Shuzi.

Zhengqi Sect, a disciple who was once famous.

However, now he was framed by a villain and had long been infamous, and his sister was sent to the sect's medicine hall as a slave by the villain.

If he went too late, then his sister would become a medicine slave in this life and live a life worse than death.

"Even if there are all kinds of suffering in the world, people should not be forced to this..."

Su Chen's voice was faint.

...

At this time.

In the medicine hall.

A girl in a green dress was sobbing softly: "Brother... I'm scared!"

Her hands and feet were tied.

Bruise flashed between her red eyebrows and phoenix eyes, obviously she had just been beaten.

The cherry-red mouth was pale as paper and trembling slightly.

"Brother... where are you, Meng'er is so scared..."

Su Meng's body twitched, and her eyes were full of panic and anxiety.

Crack--

At this time, the door was pushed open.

A woman with heavy makeup walked in: "Deacon Wang, this girl was originally going to be sent to be a medicine slave, but I'm not thinking about our "easy to understand" experience, so I sent her to you first for you to enjoy."

This woman is Lu Dashen's wife, Liu E!

At the beginning, Lu Dashen asked Wen Shuzi for help to send his wife to the medicine hall.

And his wife is also a person who can sing and dance well. As soon as she arrived at the medicine hall, she hooked up with Deacon Wang Liugui.

On weekdays, she often climbed onto Wang Liugui's bedside and did shameful things. The green hat she knitted for Lu Dashen was probably enough to cover his old man's coffin tightly!

While Liu E was talking, a fat man in a golden robe walked in.

Wang Liugui, the steward of the medicine hall!

His face was full of flesh, and his eyes narrowed into a slit when he smiled: "You did a good job. You know to change the taste for me. I love you for a good reason!"

After Wang Liugui glanced at Liu E, he walked into the room and saw Su Meng tied up. His eyes glowed: "Okay, okay, this little beauty, I like it!"

The evil fire under his lower abdomen was rising.

A certain place on his pants had bulged unknowingly.

Wang Liugui licked his mouth, and his saliva was about to flow down: "My little beauty, let your husband love you well!"

While talking, Wang Liugui had already picked up the candle on the table and lit it.

Those who understand will understand!

He also opened the cabinet and took out a small whip.

"Hehe..."

Wang Liugui's eyes were full of excitement, and he smiled grimly: "My little beauty, my husband has eighteen martial arts, I wonder which one you like!"

Liu E, who was standing aside, trembled slightly after seeing a complete set of tools in the cabinet.

"Su Meng... You can't blame me for this. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame the family you were born into, which is too weak. You are just like ants in this world. Now someone wants you to die. For the sake of wealth and glory, I can only do this!"

Liu E's eyes were full of snobbery.

At this time, Wang Liugui had already raised the lit candle and turned it over.

The candle melted.

Drops fell down, and Su Meng struggled and screamed in pain.

"Ah..."

The girl's face was wet with tears, her red lips were covered with paleness, and her eyes were full of despair: "Why...why did you do this to me?"

She stared at Liu E: "I know you, and it was my brother who helped to speak to the elders of the medicine hall that gave you the opportunity to enter the sect. Why did you want to harm me?"

Liu E smiled lightly: "Hehe...Meng'er, you are wrong to say that. I am saving you, how can you say that I am harming you!"

Su Meng was angry: "Save me? You tied me to the bed of this beast, and you call me that?"

She glared at Wang Liugui fiercely.

"How dare you--"

Liu E slapped him.

Snap!

The slap made the girl's cheek red and swollen.

Liu E's eyes were cold: "Your brother poisoned a fellow disciple, and the matter was exposed. He has been sent to the execution ground by the Law Enforcement Hall to be beheaded. If I hadn't saved you, do you think you would have survived?"

Hearing this, Su Mengru was struck by lightning.

"What? My brother poisoned a fellow disciple? No... This is impossible. My brother is such a kind person, how could he..."

Her tears flowed like a spring.

Wang Liugui looked at the beauty crying, and it was even more difficult to suppress the evil fire in his heart: "Hehe... Little beauty, I like the way you cry so much, come on, let me have fun!"

A fat, dirty, disgusting big hand grabbed it impatiently.

"Ah... Don't..."

The desperate roar echoed in the room.

Liu E quietly retreated, walked out of the room, and was about to close the door.

However, at this moment, a figure like a ferocious beast rushed over.

Liu E was shocked: "Who?"

Bang!

This figure was full of ferocity and coldness. Without a word of nonsense, he punched Liu E on the forehead.

"Ah——"

Liu E was so frightened that her face turned pale. She tried to resist in a panic, but she was still blown away by this punch, and she was hit hard on the door frame with blood.

With a loud bang!

The door beam of the whole room collapsed.

There was a loud noise!

In the room, Wang Liugui, who had already raised the whip, suddenly froze: "Asshole!"

When he turned around, he saw a young man in a white robe stained with blood walked in at the door: "Written by a scholar?"

Su Meng's dress was torn, dripping with candles, and she was shivering. When she looked up, her desperate little face showed disbelief: "Brother..."