Underworld entries, starting with ghost stories.

As his level increased, Wu Qing's current state of being able to scare Kong Fengjiao was no longer comparable to when he first went to frighten her.

Before the upgrade, he had 61 points of weirdness and 32 points of mystery.

All this eeriness and mystery was added to him, making his ghostly state even more enigmatic.

He was facing down, parallel to Madam Black and Madam White, looking at them.

Once the large tent is unfolded, it is quite spacious.

The Black Lady and the White Lady placed their soft armor aside and lay down in each other's arms.

They didn't have any strange fetishes, at least not like the two female soldiers in that little tent last night.

It's probably just that the sisters are very close and used to sleeping together.

Wu Qing made his ghostly form even more intense and obvious.

For him now, this is a very simple thing.

He raised his hand and slapped it at the sleeping Mrs. Black and Mrs. White.

Both Madam Black and Madam White were martial artists. Sensing the approaching yin wind, they opened their eyes simultaneously.

In an instant, they saw the dark shadow of a boy with a split chest floating above them.

Even these female bandit leaders, who had lived on the edge of death and killed many people over the years, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Each one exuded a chilling aura that rose straight up from the tailbone, penetrating to the bone.

Before they could react further...

The boy's eyes revealed a strange pattern resembling a flower wheel, which then turned slightly.

Darkness rolled in, and they were plunged into an astonishing sense of weightlessness.

It felt like falling into an endless hell.

**

"Where is this place?" Madam Bai asked, gripping her sword and looking around.

Madam Hei gripped the pair of mandarin duck knives, her brows furrowed, her eyes grave.

The sky was a blood-red color, obscuring the sun and moon; this was a street.

On both sides are a large number of abandoned ancient buildings.

It was eerily quiet and deserted.

There was a shop, and the door was open, but there was no shopkeeper or waiter.

The old, dusty signboard leaned precariously at the shop entrance.

There was a tea pavilion, inside which were overturned and dirty tables, stools scattered about, and the tea-brewing cabinet covered in mold and ash.

"Be careful!" Madam Black narrowed her eyes slightly. "This place is not simple."

"Am I dreaming?" Madam Bai raised her hand and pinched her own face hard.

He then let out a muffled groan.

It hurts!

It's not as simple as a nightmare.

A sinister, cold laugh suddenly rang out.

Madam Bai turned her head and saw the boy standing under the dusty signboard, his eyes wide open, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, his hands hanging down, looking strange and bizarre.

"You brat, it really was you who did this."

Lady Bai's sword flashed like a shuttle, swiftly thrusting towards the boy's throat.

The boy's figure flickered, letting out a sinister, chilling laugh: "You can't catch me! You can't catch me!"

Lady Bai's sword flashed repeatedly.

The boy dodged left and right, always managing to avoid her attacks.

Madam Black thought to herself, "Although I don't know where this place is, I'm afraid we won't be able to get out if we don't catch this guy."

She stomped her foot on the ground, causing her black dress to flutter.

Her lightness skill surpassed that of Madam Bai; she swiftly closed in on the boy and grabbed him.

"Ouch!" The boy narrowly avoided the attack and fled into the distance. "Hehe, almost there!"

"Grab him!" Madam Black whispered.

"You brat, stop right there!" Madam Bai's Qingfeng sword propelled her body in a straight line, landing in front of the boy before he could react.

"Almost! Just almost!" the boy chuckled. "You think you can catch me here? Dream on! Hehe!"

His sarcastic voice made veins bulge on Madam Bai's forehead, and she gripped her sword even tighter.

She used the Three Talents Steps, her sword flashing like a shuttle, striking out a series of sword flowers.

"How terrifying... Hahahaha!" The boy's mouth split open. "What Black Lady and White Lady? In my hands, they're nothing more than two ugly old women."

"I thought you guys were so great. Without me, could you even get out of here? You'd all stay here with me for the rest of your lives, hehehehe, hahahaha."

Madam Bai shouted, "Only a ghost would stay here with you!"

She glanced at her and saw that Madam Black did not approach; instead, she slowly circled around to the other side, knife in hand.

Madam Bai glanced at the young man, a cold smile playing on her lips, but she shouted and made the sword dance even more violently.

The sword flashes, like dazzling fireworks, dazzled the boy's face.

The boy mocked in a shrill voice, "Are you setting off firecrackers here? Ahh, how scary! Are you in such a hurry? Well, being in such a hurry won't help, hahahaha."

"You brat!" Madam Bai shouted fiercely, but she was trying to cover up Madam Hei's actions. "If you've got the guts, don't try to hide. I'll chop you up."

The boy laughed and said, "Do you think I'm a fool like you? Don't try to hide, only a fool wouldn't hide."

"You... oh dear!"

A rapid sound came from behind.

Madam Bai followed up with a sword thrust, swiftly stabbing the young man's shoulder.

The boy's escape routes were blocked by the Black Lady. Unable to dodge in time, he was stabbed in the shoulder blade by the White Lady's sword, and let out a painful cry.

When Mrs. Black and Mrs. White heard that the guy would be in pain, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'll teach you to dodge!" Madam Bai took another step and tightened her grip.

With a clang, the boy was pinned to the ground.

The boy was pinned to the ground, kicking his legs wildly and screaming.

The Black Lady was even more cunning and ruthless. With flashes of her blade, she severed the tendons in the boy's hands and feet, leaving him no chance to escape.

"Stop yelling!" Madam Bai slapped the boy several times. "I thought it was really a ghost, but it turns out it was just a trick."

He kicked the boy hard again.

The Black Lady pointed the knife at the boy's neck: "How do you want to get out? Tell me!"

The boy shouted, "I won't tell, I absolutely won't tell!"

"Even if you torture me, abuse me, break my fingers, cut off my toes, slice off pieces of my flesh, humiliate me, and rape me, I will not say a word."

Madam Bai retorted, "You think you can humiliate me? You're so smug!"

He kicked the boy hard in the stomach.

The boy's shoulder was nailed down, and he kept curling up in pain.

Actually, he's just a stand-in doll now; he can feel pain, but only one-tenth of it.

Although Madam Bai kicked him hard, to him it was as gentle as if she were flirting with him with her foot.

But unless they act as if they are in deep pain, they won't feel any pleasure and won't continue.

Madam Bai laughed, "I thought you were so tolerant, but you can't even stand this." She drew her sword and stabbed it hard into the boy's thigh, driving it into the leg bone and into the ground.

The boy bent over, clutching his thigh, and let out a scream.

It does hurt a little, similar to getting a shot at the hospital when I was a child.

Madam Hei sneered maliciously, "Do you even know what slow slicing is? Three days and three nights, a thousand cuts, we'll make sure you can't even die if you want to."

The boy was secretly delighted... You must keep your word.

Madam Bai shouted again, "Speak!"

The boy cried out, "I won't tell! I'd rather die than tell!"

Hurry up and humiliate me, abuse me, torture me, rape me!

Let the storm rage on!