Villain: Hold The Female Devil's Thigh Tightly While She's Still Young

"My name is Cui You, and I killed my father with my own hands."

"When I was practicing boxing since I was a child, my master only told me that my whole life has been boxing material since I was born. I will be the leader of boxing in less than thirty years."

"Now, I'm sorry, master, even the eighteenth level of hell cannot tolerate me."

He had no face to face his ancestors about patricide, but he felt that he was right!

Death is not afraid of Cui You. Cui You believes that he should go to endless hell.

A warm current surged from Cui You's chest.

A sound of "wronged" pulled his chaotic thoughts back.

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"Sir, he survived, but he needs a long period of recovery."

The two people who took Cui You back to the inn were asked how they came back.

At that time, Sheng Yingting looked at Cui You who fell to the ground in Cui Mansion.

It seems that Cui You is not tall, but he is a martial arts practitioner after all, and his body weight is higher than that of ordinary people.

Sheng Yingting immediately thought of Zhu Qingshan who was still sleeping soundly in the inn.

Sheng Yingting returned to the inn from Cui Mansion, pushed open the door of Zhu Qingshan's room, and dragged a 70-year-old man who had just fallen asleep with waist and back pain from the bed.

He asked a seventy-year-old man in Zhu Qingshan to carry Cui You back to the inn.

After all, we can't let this little girl, Sheng Yingting, take the blame.

In addition, Zhao Qingpei is still a "blind man".

After various comparisons, Zhu Qingshan's age no longer seems to be an advantage.

That’s why he behaved so outrageously.

An old man was carrying a young man covered in blood.

Behind him, a little girl grabbed a stick and led a blind man.

Such a strange combination, anyone walking on the street will pay attention to it if they see it.

Putting Cui You on the bed, the task of cleaning Cui You's wounds fell entirely on Zhu Qingshan's head.

However, with a flash of inspiration at night, Zhu Qingshan seemed very happy with Zhao Qingpei's command.

Still thinking this is another special lecture.

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Zhao Qingpei could completely stand by and watch Cui You who was on the verge of death.

There is no shortage of talents in this world, and Zhao Qingpei has a long list of talented people.

Cui You was not among them.

But Cui You always gave Zhao Qingpei a special feeling.

Right and wrong are right, right is right and wrong is wrong.

If you are wrong, admit it.

This is Cui You’s philosophy.

There are too few people with this kind of yang and strong character, and they really shouldn't die like this.

"Cui You, I hope you can bring me a little surprise."

Zhao Qingpei sat in front of the table, his eyes slightly looking into the cabinet.

The peerless sword in the cabinet has disappeared.

It was obvious that someone had taken it while he was gone.

The corpses outside the door have been cleaned up by the shopkeeper.

It was impossible for him to find this sword and take it away when he entered his room seeking death.

Unless he really doesn't want to live anymore.

The only possibility is that it was stolen.

Zhao Qingpei was not in a hurry, that peerless sword had already been imbued with sword intent.

The lost sword is just a bait.

"Sir, most of the wounds have been treated and his life has been saved. It's just that the heart veins are broken. Even if the medicine is used to maintain the heart veins, it can only protect the heart veins and cannot completely repair it."

Zhao Qingpei asked Sheng Yingting.

"Girl, do you think he deserves to be saved?"

"Young master, if you think you should be saved, you should be saved. But in this state, being a useless person is the best choice."

Zhao Qingpei smiled slightly.

"Get out of your way and let me try."

Zhao Qingpei raised his hand, and the golden thread between his eyebrows began to wrap around and condense in Zhao Qingpei's palm.

Zhao Qingpei shook his hand lightly, and pointed the golden sword directly at Cui You who was lying on the bed.

"Cui You, please don't let me down."

Zhao Qingpei's magical power is not just as simple as summoning a golden sword to attack.

The golden long sword he condensed is a trinity of vertical and horizontal skills, awe-inspiring righteousness, a warrior's inner strength, and sword intent.

This ball of energy can take on any shape under the magical power.

It can also form a person's heart, bones, and meridians.

The golden sword in Zhao Qingpei's hand emitted more intense light, and the light began to seep through the threads, penetrated Cui You's skin, and entered his meridians.

This magical operation made Zhu Qingshan's mouth, who was watching, almost form an O shape.

Sheng Yingting looked at Zhao Qingpei with eyes full of stars. All I need to do is say, "Young Master is so handsome."

"Cui You, I will give you Dacheng Meridians with my magical sword power, and you will be my sword guard from now on."

With the magical sword intent integrated into Cui You's body, Cui You's life and death are completely in Zhao Qingpei's hands.

With the integration of golden light, Cui You's body began to repair crazily.

Zhao Qingpei's strength is also rapidly depleting.

However, after taking a few Dahuan Dan in advance, this kind of consumption can barely be maintained.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The golden light in Zhao Qingpei's hand dimmed, and Zhao Qingpei's forehead, which was not relaxed, was covered with beads of sweat.

With his current ability, Zhao Qingpei can only hold one sword guard at most.

This is the best situation without affecting the use of magical powers.

Cui You's heart and bones were condensed by the magical sword.

The surface of the body is restored to its original state.

"It will probably take him two days to get used to it, and he should wake up and give him some medicine to sharpen his muscles and bones."

"Uh-huh."

Sheng Yingting nodded heavily.

She can be said to be 100% obedient to Zhao Qingpei's words.

Especially the hand Zhao Qingpei showed just now, Sheng Yingting even felt that the young master was more powerful than Granny Sun.

The living dead, flesh and bones.

Sheng Yingting turned around and entered the cupboard to tidy up the medicine box when she suddenly made a panicked sound.

"Sir! The sword in the cabinet is gone!!!"

"It's okay, don't worry."

“It’s really gone!!”

"I know, someone took it."

"Young master, do you know the person who took it away?"

"do not know."

Sheng Yingting was a little confused. That sword was a unique sword that Mr. Zhu Qingshan got back.

Why is the young master still in such a calm state?

Sheng Yingting felt that the young master in front of her had become like Mr. Gu Wei, occasionally showing off with that strange smile on his face.

Zhao Qingpei showed a meaningful smile at this time.

Zhao Qingpei opened his mouth and was about to speak when a pair of soft little hands slapped his cheek twice.

Sheng Yingting held Zhao Qingpei's cheeks with her two small hands.

Sudden movements.

"Sir, please stop making that weird smile. You deserve a beating."

Zhao Qingpei finally laughed.

He also held Sheng Yingting's little cheek with his backhand and rubbed it.

"Hmm! Master!!"

Sheng Yingting hurriedly retreated.

Zhao Qingpei was also made to laugh by her.

On one side, a seventy-year-old man named Zhu Qingshan moved to the corner.

The seventy-year-old bachelor wore a green shirt, and he felt his heart aching slightly.

Thank you, I was really hurt.