#117 - I just want to beat you two to death, or be beaten to death by you two! (Please subscribe)
#117 - I just want to beat you two to death, or be beaten to death by you two! (Please subscribe)
Zhu Yan Manor, a manor with a poetic name.
As the owner of the manor, Zhu Heimian believed that he, like the manor, was also a poetic person.
Every flower, stone, grass, and tree in this manor was designed by him.
He has always been a person with a great sense of aesthetics.
He chooses women in the same way.
For example, the current Ms. Chen Ying of the Huangshan Sword Sect, his second wife, is now turning a man and a woman into human sticks, and her posture is extremely elegant.
Before his eyes, the right hand of a man dressed as a groom was cut off by a bright yellow long sword with a 'shua' sound, letting out a shrill scream.
"Did you use this hand to give her a gift, or both hands together?" Chen Ying asked.
The man screamed miserably, "Reporting to Madam, I only used this one hand."
"Ah!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his other hand was also chopped off.
"You even know how to give gifts to girls, you are really infatuated, and I, Madam, can't stand people being infatuated the most."
Saying that, Chen Ying looked at the woman and said, "As my maid, you should know my temper. Which hand did you use to receive the gift?"
The bound woman was weeping and said, "Madam, please spare him and me for the sake of my serving you for so many years."
"Him and me? Hahahaha... If you only said you, I would give you a chance to kill him and live, but..."
With a 'shua' sound, one of the woman's arms had already fallen to the ground.
At this time, Chen Ying looked at the man again and said, "You must have walked a long way to see her, right? This leg must have been used the most, right?"
One of the man's thighs was cut off, dripping with blood.
At this point, the man and woman completely understood that there was no way to survive in this woman's hands.
"You poisonous woman! Are you parents aware of your wickedness?"
"You stinky bitch! Ah!"
"Is this all you're capable of? You and your parents are a match made in hell, why don't you go kill them!"
Faced with the man and woman's scolding, Chen Ying instead revealed a joyful smile and said, "Continue! Continue! Seeing you two lovebirds about to die like this, unable to even hold hands before death, I, Madam, am really very happy."
Saying that, the sword in her hand moved faster, directly chopping off the remaining hands and feet of the man and woman!
Chen Ying is a beauty. When she was a young girl, she was a famous beauty in the martial world.
She is the biological daughter of the famous Huangshan Sword Sect's master and his wife. Since she was a child, she was a favored daughter of heaven, the apple of their eye.
She has not suffered any hardships, nor has she suffered any setbacks. At a young age, she practiced the Huangshan Sword Art to a certain level. People in the martial world say that she is a sword art genius, one in a million.
Until she met Zhu Heimian.
The rumors of Zhu Heimian's love for female heroes started with Chen Ying.
Zhu Heimian is a demon, has a bad reputation, and is a pig, which doesn't sound good. Naturally, Chen Ying would not pay attention to him.
But who would have thought that Zhu Heimian used tricks, and she fell in love with this man in a half-hearted manner.
This man told her that he had no feelings for his original wife and that she was his true love and would only love her alone, so she believed him.
The facts that followed told her that Zhu Heimian had deceived her, and new female heroes became her sisters one after another.
Chen Ying is a very proud person. Since she was a child, her parents have doted on her extremely and rarely wronged her. Zhu Heimian's changes hit her hard.
But she was reluctant to leave this pig, unwilling to see her "true love" all become someone else's. In addition, her parents were very dissatisfied with this marriage and scolded her, so she wanted to do the opposite, so she stayed and became Zhu Heimian's second wife safely.
The former red-faced heroine Chen Ying, her sword is still very fast, even faster, even many famous swordsmen in the martial world can't last five rounds in her hands.
She feels that she is perfect, and since such a perfect self cannot get perfect love, then no one else can!
So she started cutting people into human sticks, turning loving couples into human sticks.
Seeing a pair who were originally fine being chopped off their limbs by herself, unable to hold each other's hands until death, she has a strong sense of joy.
Looking at the man and woman who had been tortured beyond recognition, Zhu Heimian said, "Madam, tomorrow is your thirtieth birthday, don't be angry about such trivial matters anymore."
Chen Ying glared fiercely at this handsome demon, and said fiercely, "You know I do this because of you!"
"I just want to do this! I can't stand others focusing on loving only one person, just because you, this cheap pig, likes many people! You are a breeding pig!"
Zhu Heimian's expression did not change at all, especially his smile, which he rarely showed.
Because he felt that smiling would affect his handsomeness.
So he moved the corners of his mouth slightly and said in a gentle tone, "Madam, it's my fault, it's all my fault."
"You dare to control me even though you know! Get out!" Chen Ying said in a frantic tone.
At this time, Zhu Heimian sat down, picked up the chopsticks on the table, and rarely showed a smile, saying, "I won't eat green vegetables today."
Seeing Zhu Heimian's long-lost smile and hearing these words, the overbearing Chen Ying, although still fierce on the surface, was already shaking the hand holding the sword.
Because she knew that this meant that this man, who had always been obedient to her, was angry.
When the henpecked husband gets angry, the consequences are often terrible.
"Madam, prepare well, wash up, tomorrow is your thirtieth birthday, and there will be many distinguished guests."
Chen Ying originally wanted to say something, her hand had already tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, but in the end, she did not dare.
When a henpecked husband is angry, it is often the most terrifying time.
So she could only grit her teeth and let out a "hmm" from her nostrils and went back.
In the room, the man and woman only had the upper half of their bodies left, on the verge of death.
Zhu Wumian looked at them, expressionless, and retreated.
He is still kind-hearted and can't bear to see such lovebirds suffer, so don't look at them.
The next day, Zhu Yan Manor was filled with distinguished guests amidst the green hills and clear waters.
Many of those who came here were Zhu's family retainers.
This is also the reason why Zhu Heimian can still live a luxurious life even if he only nests in Zhu Yan Manor and enjoys himself.
As the hostess of the banquet, the second wife looked at the crowd in the hall indifferently, only nodding slightly.
Even with many distinguished guests, Chen Ying was not too happy in her heart.
She still considers herself a female hero, but these guests are all evil and heretical people.
She is not one of them. She cuts people into human sticks because of inner pain.
Those who were cut into human sticks by her only lost their lives, but she lost love.
Unknowingly, her former friends in the martial world no longer see her, and even her parents and disciples of the Huangshan Sword Sect are gradually drifting away from her.
So, unknowingly, a hint of戾qi appeared between Chen Ying's eyebrows.
The banquet still began.
For a time, the sound of silk and bamboo pipes and strings rang out, and the people below presented valuable congratulatory gifts one after another.
Only at this time did Chen Ying's mood improve slightly.
Hmph, even without the false affection, and parents and friends who don't care about her at all, she can still be beautiful alone and is the pearl of the world!
As a result, at this time, a panicked cry broke the joy of the banquet.
One of Zhu Heimian's confidants rushed in and said, "Young Master, Young Master, Old Demon Duan is here!"
As soon as this remark came out, the whole audience was in an uproar.
"Old Demon Duan dares to come to Zhu Yan Manor?"
"Is he here to die!"
"Maybe he is here to beg for mercy on Madam's birthday."
"Yes, definitely."
Zhu Heimian said with a gloomy face, "What is he doing here? If he wants to beg for mercy, let him come another day."
That confidant quickly shook his head and said, "No, Young Master, Old Demon Duan he said, he said..."
"What did he say?"
Zhu Heimian looked displeased that his wife's birthday banquet was interrupted.
"He only wants to beat you and Madam to death today, or be beaten to death by you."
As soon as this remark came out, the whole audience changed from an uproar to creepy.
Old Demon Duan is so bold, he speaks such evil words.
Zhu Heimian frowned slightly and said, "He wants to single out me and Madam, how can there be such a good thing in my Zhu Yan Manor."
"Tell the little ones to kill Old Demon Duan with all their strength, don't talk about any martial arts morality!"
"Yes!"
Zhu Heimian sat on the top seat, his face uncertain.
In Zhu Yan Manor, it is absolutely impossible for him to lose!
The戾qi between the eyebrows of the second wife Chen Ying became heavier and heavier.
In the front yard of Zhu Yan Manor, many Zhu family members received orders and have launched a siege against the lone Old Demon Duan.
For a time, crossbow arrows, hidden weapons, and broadswords were used on Duan Yun's body like they were free.
Duan Yun laughed loudly and said, "I knew this pig would not talk about martial arts rules, but fortunately, I like being besieged!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Jade Sword Finger and Elbow Sword were successively struck out, as fast as lightning.
In an instant, more than twenty Zhu family members were killed.
Black death qi overflowed from their corpses and all gathered towards Duan Yun's waist, so the ink color of his belt became more profound.
Duan Yun kicked away one of the corpses and said, "Is that all? Can you add some strength!"
"Hurry up! Otherwise, this young hero will be angry!"
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