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Chapter 62

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Chapter 62

Qian Fengbao grinned sinisterly beside the ten-meter-long waterbed as he threw the seven young girls he had just bought onto the bed.

The young girls had all taken a bath and were wearing thin silk clothes as they screamed at his barbaric behavior.

"Shut up! It is your greatest honor for me to open a treasure for you! "

He had drunk a little tonight and his cheeks were flushed as he started to tear off the clothes of the nearest young girl.

The young girl's beautiful face turned pale as she struggled but her clothes were still gradually taken off, revealing her underwear and a large area of her snow-white skin.

This made Qian Fengbao even more excited as he laughed complacently.

"Haha, I want to sleep with seven girls tonight!"

His savage laughter and unscrupulous actions caused many young girls to despair as they sobbed.

Xiao Que was curled up in a corner alone with a blade in her hand.

She had stolen it when the Qian Residence's guards were not paying attention. She had decided that instead of being humiliated tonight and living a long and hopeless life, it would be better to end her life as soon as possible.

"The Purple Heaven Gate is gone and Master, Senior and Junior Sisters are all dead. What's the point of me living alone in this world?"

She revealed a mournful smile.

"No, I beg you! Please let me go! "

The young girl who was being subjected to violence struggled with all her might. Seeing that she could not escape, she suddenly bit the man's sturdy arm.

"Slut! You dare to resist me! "

Qian Fengbao felt a wave of pain and was enraged. He grabbed the young girl's head with one hand and dragged her off the bed.

"How dare you be disobedient! You're rebelling! "

He dragged her head and slammed it onto the ground, causing the young girl to scream in pain.

"Save me, save me …"

The young girl's forehead was bleeding and her cries were extremely mournful, but they could not penetrate the huge room.

Xiao Que's heart trembled as she watched. The young girl's name was Zhao Rou. In the past few days, they had snuggled together in the dark prison, encouraging and comforting each other as they went through the most difficult times.

But now, she was suffering from the inhumane torture of that bastard while she held the blade in her hand and only wanted to commit suicide?

Her eyes were red as she shakily climbed up from the waterbed and hid the blade in her palm.

"Milord, let her go. Let me serve you."

Her voice was trembling.

"Oh? Is there finally someone smarter? "

Qian Fengbao loosened his grip on Zhao Rou's hair and looked over with a sinister smile.

"I didn't spend so much money to buy you guys just to make you cry. If you don't listen, I guarantee you'll only end up worse. "

"Since you've stood out, then come and set an example!"

As he spoke, he sat down on the tiger-skin stool and loosened his belt, revealing his hideous appearance.

"Come here, kneel."

He pointed with excitement in his eyes.

He had long wanted to try out the female disciples of these cultivation sects.

No one knew that when he was young, he also wanted to become a disciple of a certain cultivation sect, but at that time, they rejected him with a lofty attitude, thinking that he was not talented enough.

But so what now? He was the ruler, and these female disciples from the sects were only fit to kneel before him and fawn over him!

Xiao Que's eyes were filled with fear but she still plucked up her courage and walked towards Qian Fengbao.

Qian Fengbao was amused. He saw her bend her legs, and the moment she was about to kneel down, the blade in her hand suddenly pierced out!

Clatter!

Qian Fengbao swung his hand and the blade immediately flew out. His hand was firmly embedded in Xiao Que's palm, and his entire face was filled with mockery.

"You're also considered half a cultivator, don't you know that this little trick is completely useless in front of a cultivator? In fact, this thing can't even hurt me. "

"Let go of me …"

Xiao Que struggled with all her might. Of course she knew that her resistance was futile, but she was unwilling to see her companion suffer.

"Hey, behave yourself for this daddy!"

He casually kicked Xiao Que's knees softened and she fell to the ground. He laughed sinisterly. "Hey, you haven't served me yet?"

Boom —

Just as he was about to act wicked, the room door suddenly exploded!

The corpse of a Qian residence guard was thrown in and smashed onto his body!

Qian Fengbao's expression changed. He sent out a palm wind and the corpse was instantly crushed by elemental energy.

Blood splattered everywhere and dyed the gauze curtain red. The charming atmosphere in the room instantly disappeared!

He suddenly stood up and kicked Xiao Que to the side. His expression was as gloomy as water as he looked outside the door.

"Who is it?"

Someone actually dared to break into his Qian residence at night and even killed his guard dog. What shocked him even more was that he actually did not notice.

A black figure appeared at the door. His entire body was shrouded in a black robe, and the underworld sparrow pattern on the robe was especially eye-catching.

"An assassin from the Underworld God Palace?"

His expression changed slightly. The Underworld God Palace was one of the three major dark forces on the continent and operated an assassin business. Could it be that someone had paid an assassin to kill him?

Gu Chen and Qian Fengbao were separated by ten meters. He glanced at Xiao Que and the other six young ladies. After confirming that they were still safe, he let out a sigh of relief.

His divine senses had taken some time to lock onto Qian Fengbao's position, and it took some time to deal with the nearby guards.

Fortunately, he still had time!

The guards in the courtyard outside had all been dealt with. Even if there was some commotion here, the people from other areas of the Qian residence would not be able to rush over so quickly.

While thinking, Gu Chen flipped his hand and took out the Hongtai heavy sword that he had just obtained today.

The moment that big black figure appeared, Qian Fengbao's eyes instantly narrowed.

"Isn't this sword … Are you Huang Pingzhang?"

He guessed. This sword had just been bought by the Huang family today, and the person in the Huang family who was most likely to use this sword was the Huang family's patriarch.

Gu Chen did not reply. He stabbed out with the sword as fast as lightning. It was the Dustless Sword Art!

Qian Fengbao's reaction was not slow. The storage ring on his hand lit up, and a saber appeared in his hand out of nowhere. The saber light was bright and blurry.

Clang!

The saber light was like fire, sweeping through everything. Facing the attack, Qian Fengbao dealt with it calmly.

At this moment, he had already estimated the other party's strength. His sword art could only be considered ordinary.

"Huang Pingzhang, I have long heard rumors that you are related to the dark forces! I originally thought that you were from the Celestial Court or the Yellow Spring Manor. I didn't expect you to be from the Underworld God Palace! "

Qian Fengbao said as he fought. "Why did you barge into my Qian residence tonight? Could it be that you know that you don't have much lifespan left, so you want to exterminate my Qian family? This way, those useless descendants of your Huang family can sleep in peace? "

Gu Chen did not reply. He fought speed with speed.

The Dustless Sword Art was known for its speed, but this Qian Fengbao's saber art was not slow either. In terms of saber art, other than the last level of the Dustless Sword Art, the first three levels of the Dustless Sword Art could not be compared.

Gu Chen quickly made a judgment on his opponent's strength. His eyes revealed ridicule, and the muscles on his arm that was holding the heavy sword suddenly bulged.

Boom!

The saber and the sword collided again, but the surging power was ten times stronger. Qian Fengbao was caught off guard, and the sound of bones cracking came from his hand. The saber almost flew out of his hand.

"You are not Huang Pingzhang!"

He retreated in shock and anger, looking a little embarrassed.

When he had just fought with Qian Fengbao, he had only used twenty percent of his strength. When Qian Fengbao got used to his attack rhythm, his strength suddenly increased by ten times, catching him off guard.

Huang Pingzhang was good at archery, and his blood and Qi were declining. It was impossible for him to have such shocking brute force!