Martial arts of the heavens, I am unstoppable since I was born

Chapter 108 The Haunted Valley
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"Your Majesty!"

There was a cold look in Zhang Kuang's eyes, and he seemed to glance towards the valley.

With just this one glance, Qin Hongmian had no choice but to submit to Zhang's arrogance and chose to kneel down.

Then a fierce look flashed in his eyes. He grabbed Zhang Kuang's ankles with both hands and tried to lift him upside down with all his strength.

However, the ideal is very full and the reality is very skinny.

Zhang Kuang landed on the ground like an old tree taking root, his lower body as steady as a mountain. Even if Qin Hongmian put all her strength into it, she couldn't shake him, so how could she lift him upside down?

"The worm shakes the tree!"

Qin Hongmian cried out in her heart, becoming more and more aware of the gap between herself and Zhang Kuang. She firmly believed that she had taught Mu Wanqing very well, so without any hesitation, she turned her head and knocked against the stone beside her.

"Suicide?" Zhang Kuang discovered that people would laugh out loud when they were extremely speechless, just like him now.

His true energy was like a long dragon that wrapped around Qin Hongmian. He used his One Yang Finger to press on her vest, instantly restraining Qin Hongmian.

Qin Hongmian only felt a numbness on her back, and the tendons all over her body seemed to be locked, and even the joints of her limbs could not move. However, her body was like a cloud in the air, still hanging in the air, slowly floating backwards.

Until he looked into Zhang Kuang's eyes.

Zhang Kuang reached out and patted her face, which was still smooth and firm, like a rose in full bloom. "Want to die? I think you are very disrespectful to me!

But you were going to die, and now I saved your life, so your life is mine."

"Wishful thinking!" Qin Hongmian cursed when she heard that.

Then Zhang Kuang stabbed her throat, and tears of pain welled up in her eyes, and she kept retching.

Zhang Kuang wiped his fingers clean with her clothes before he said slowly, "Don't be so absolute."

Qin Hongmian was retching and unable to speak, but she also saw her body shifting in another direction uncontrollably, and she suddenly panicked.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a good person."

Zhang Kuang's words were more frightening than soothing.

Qin Hongmian was held in the air by the true energy and was pushed into the valley by Zhang Kuang.

The valley is quiet and green.

Zhang Kuang walked towards the wooden house not far away.

When passing a low opening, three poisonous arrows shot out from the darkness, and at the same time, a slender figure rushed out.

In terms of speed and strength, he was faster and more ruthless than Qin Hongmian, but for Zhang Kuang, it was still a piece of cake.

The air wall repelled the poisonous arrow and turned into an invisible thread that bound the girl, forcing her hands and feet to touch each other behind her back. Fortunately, the girl had an extremely flexible body, otherwise, with just this one blow, she would have broken bones and tendons, and would have cried in pain.

Zhang Kuang saw that the girl was still wearing a veil, so he tore it off. He saw the girl's fair face was full of anger, and her face was red, like a plum blossom blooming in the snow.

Her face was white, smooth and translucent, without even a single freckle. Her cherry-like mouth was clever and neat, with very thin lips. Because she was gritting her teeth, Zhang Kuang could clearly see her two rows of thin teeth, like broken jade. She was beautiful and extraordinary, undoubtedly a beauty.

Even though she was furious at this moment, her facial features still showed a hint of pitiful fragility, which made people want to hold her in their arms and protect her.

"It's so beautiful."

Zhang Kuang stretched out his hand and pinched Mu Wanqing's chin, causing Qin Hongmian to be shocked and furious. She roared repeatedly: "Stop! Stop! If you have anything to say, come to me..."

"Really?" Zhang Kuang looked at Qin Hongmian with a half-smile, holding Mu Wanqing in one hand and lifting Qin Hongmian with the other. Qin Hongmian gritted her teeth and said nothing.

Zhang Kuang clicked his tongue twice and led them towards the wooden house, his words still full of emotion:

"In terms of martial arts and looks, Mu Wanqing is even better than me, but in terms of figure and personality, I think you are more to my liking, especially this pair..."

The sound gradually dissipated in the valley, but it echoed in the wooden house.

Mrs. Liang, who was outside the valley, woke up soon after and screamed, "Ghost! There's a ghost!"

She was just an ordinary village woman, and the biggest figure she had ever met in her life was Qin Hongmian. Even so, she only knew that the other party was very skilled in martial arts, but she had no idea how strong he was.

Unfortunately, Zhang Kuang's Qinggong was so fast that she couldn't react at all. He disappeared in the blink of an eye as if he had teleported. Only a god or a ghost could have such ability!

Of course, Mrs. Liang didn't think she was lucky enough to meet a god. She immediately thought she had seen a ghost and fainted from fright.

Even after waking up, he was still frightened and ran back to the distant village without even bothering to brush off the dirt on his body.

but……

Mrs. Liang looked at the shoulder pole on the ground that had not been moved. She showed some hesitation on her face, but she gritted her teeth and walked towards the valley.

If the ghost hadn't left and followed her back to the village, then her son and the villagers would be in trouble!
It would be better to ask Qin Hongmian first.

It was approaching dusk, and a faint breeze was blowing in the valley, making Mrs. Liang shiver with cold. However, she still gritted her teeth and walked to the side of the wooden house.

She didn't see a single footprint along the way, which made her feel a little worried - could it be that the evil ghost had already left and was going to wreak havoc on the village?
Fortunately, when approaching the wooden house, Mrs. Liang vaguely saw the flickering light of candlelight in the wooden house, but the light was not very stable, flickering as if swaying in the wind.

But as long as there is light!
Mrs. Liang suddenly felt warm and gained strength to walk to the side of the wooden house. She could no longer hear the sounds inside.

This not only did not make Mrs. Liang feel at ease, but instead made her feel anxious.

It was clearly the Valley Master's voice, but it sounded as if he was in great pain?

She quickly knocked on the door and said, "Master, Madam, are you okay?"

“…No! It’s okay!”

The voice was a little trembling, and at the same time there was a bang, as if something hit the door. Mrs. Liang was so scared that she took two steps back and looked at the door in panic.

She asked, "That, that evil ghost..."

"That's a martial arts master," Qin Hongmian's voice trembled greatly, as if she was seriously injured, and she spoke incoherently, "You go back first, go back."

Mrs. Liang heard something wrong. She had a son and even a grandson, so she had no idea what the sound was. Her eyes widened immediately, and she knew what had happened in the wooden house.

I breathed a sigh of relief—at least it wasn’t some evil ghost!
As for the pervert, she is not afraid of him. There are no good-looking people in the village. Even if there are, they are not as good-looking as the Valley Master and the Little Valley Master. It is not the villagers' turn to suffer.

"The master of the valley is busy now, so I am leaving first."

Mrs. Liang no longer staggered as before, but ran very fast and was out of the valley in a flash.

But when he saw the shoulder pole by the road, he became hesitant again. Looking back at the valley, although it was a place for seclusion and meditation, it was now bustling. He was afraid that the two loads of rice he brought would not be enough.

Do you want to take it back?
After some hesitation, Mrs. Liang finally took up the load. Coming from a farming family, she naturally couldn't bear to part with the food, especially since it was the white flour that Qin Hongmian had paid for her to buy. She carried the shoulder pole and left the valley, shaking it with every step.

As for what happened after her death, Mrs. Liang decided to keep it to herself and not to gossip about it...

(End of this chapter)