Chapter 214
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"Young master, please slow down. This old servant will go out first."
In the darkness, Chu Yang saw an old man retreat from the guest room. He was at the second level of the Qi Soul Realm.
"How dare you attack an Ascending Soul Realm martial artist when you're only at the second level of the Qi Soul Realm."
Chu Yang sneered. He used his sharp senses to carefully scan his surroundings. After confirming that there was no one hiding in the dark, he immediately made his move.
Wind Killer Sword, Yama Style!
Without any sound, especially in the dark night, Chu Yang was like a ghost. He was like a gust of wind in the night, suddenly rushing towards the old man.
At this moment, the old man did not notice anything strange and was completely unprepared. Chu Yang came from behind him and pierced the back of his neck, piercing through his entire throat.
"Ge … ge …"
The old man's throat only made a strange sound before he died in an instant. He did not even know who killed him.
After that, Chu Yang silently approached the guest room.
"Hehe, Senior Sister, just submit to your Junior Brother!"
"Wu wu —"
Through the gap, Chu Yang could vaguely see a tall young man tearing off his clothes in a panic, revealing his bony body. Chu Yang could only see his back, and couldn't see his wretched smile at this moment.
However, Chu Yang could clearly sense the young man's cultivation — a mere eighth level of the Qi Soul Realm.
"The Elixir of Joy is mine!"
"Why don't I just give my woman to someone else? Only the Heavens and Earth will know."
When Chu Yang made his move, such a thought appeared in his mind. When he entered the room, the young man was already naked. He did not even notice Chu Yang's arrival.
"Hey, brother, I'll go first. You can pick up the broken shoes behind me."
Chu Yang patted the young man's shoulder.
"Scram. It has always been me, the Young Master, who do you think you are? How dare you fight with me …"
His words abruptly came to an abrupt halt as he abruptly turned around. Seeing Chu Yang's beaming smile, an ominous glint immediately appeared on his face. Just as he was about to explode, Chu Yang's fist had already landed on his mouth.
Bang!
In order to stop him from making any noise, Chu Yang stepped on his mouth with his foot. So, he could only make a whimpering sound.
"If you make another sound, I'll send your little rooster into the cycle of reincarnation."
The young man felt the tip of the sword on his crotch and instantly stopped moving. He was extremely obedient, like an obedient dog.
At this moment, Chu Yang saw the woman. She was tied to a cross like Jesus, but her two long legs were not in the shape of Jesus. Instead, they were written with the number "8".
Her mouth was gagged, and her entire body was tightly bound by ropes. Her legs, waist, chest, hands, and even her neck were all tied.
She had an oval face, skin as white as mutton fat. Her eyebrows seemed to have been plucked from the crescent moon in the sky. Her watery eyes, especially at this moment, were filled with tears and even panic, making her look even more pitiful.
There was no need to comment on her figure. Her figure was the golden ratio, perfect curves, and a pair of jade-like feet. She was cute and small, making one's heart flutter. Those with foot fetishes would probably act up immediately.
This woman was already extremely beautiful, but now she was even more alluring.
She was so tightly bound that some parts of her body were even more prominent.
Chu Yang looked at her and felt a wave of heat in his nose, as if something was about to flow out.
Also, at this moment, he really wanted to pick up a whip, find a candle, and perform some kind of procedure.
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