Chapter 100 Tang San, the Eunuch! Utterly miserable! The Asura God King!
They glanced at each other, both seeing longing and shyness in each other's eyes.
They all wanted to, but the girls' modesty prevented any of them from saying it.
Finally, Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath and broke the silence first.
She looked at Xiao Wu, her voice soft but firm.
"Sister Xiaowu is the older sister, so it's only right that she goes first."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu's body trembled slightly, and she no longer politely declined.
Her face flushed red, her head lowered almost to her chest, and she murmured a soft "Mmm".
Lin Ye smiled upon seeing this.
He stepped forward and swept the shy and bashful Xiao Wu into his arms.
Xiao Wu exclaimed in surprise and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. Her flawless jade legs, refined by immortal herbs, swayed gently in the air, outlining an alluring curve.
Holding the lovely, soft-smelling woman in his arms, Lin Ye turned and walked towards their bedroom, amidst Zhu Zhuqing's envious and blessing gaze.
at the same time.
A dark world filled with endless bloodshed and killing intent.
The sky here is a perpetual dark red.
The air was thick with an overwhelming, nauseating stench of blood.
Deep within a palace constructed from giant skulls.
Tang San lay on a cold stone bed, his body wrapped in bandages soaked in blood.
His breath was extremely faint, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.
That once handsome face was now as pale as paper, devoid of any color.
The most fatal wound was in his lower abdomen, where he had almost bled to death. If it weren't for a strange dark red energy protecting his heart, he would already be dead.
"waste."
A majestic and indifferent voice echoed in the empty hall.
The owner of the voice sat atop a skeletal throne above the main hall.
He was shrouded in a blood-red cloak, his face blurred, only a pair of scarlet eyes that seemed to contain mountains of corpses and seas of blood could be seen.
He was none other than the Asura God King who rescued Tang San from Lin Ye's clutches.
Upon hearing the rebuke, Tang San on the stone bed twitched his eyelids slightly, but did not open them.
He seemed to have lost all vitality and didn't even have the strength to respond.
Thanks to the all-out efforts of the Asura God King's subordinates, he barely escaped with his life.
But for him, living seemed to be more painful than dying.
His eyes were closed, his gaze was unfocused, and he was completely immersed in a boundless decadence and despair.
"Is this the successor of the Haotian Sect?"
The Asura God King's voice carried a hint of mockery.
"Being beaten like a dead dog by a mere Blue Silver Grass."
"Where is your pride? Where is your Clear Sky Hammer?"
Tang San's body remained motionless.
The Asura God King continued to provoke him with words.
"I've heard that the Blue Silver Grass not only defeated you, but also won over the woman you liked."
No, there's more than one.
"Xiao Wu".
"She is probably writhing and pleasuring herself beneath that blue silver grass right now, while you can only wait to die here."
These words pierced Tang San's heart.
His fingers twitched suddenly.
The Asura God King keenly noticed this detail, and the smile on his lips grew even more sinister.
"Oh, right, I almost forgot."
"That Blue Silver Grass seems to have taken something even more important from you."
"You probably can't even be considered a real man anymore, can you?"
boom!!!
The last sentence, like a thunderclap from the heavens, exploded in Tang San's mind!
He suddenly opened his eyes!
Those eyes, which were originally empty and lifeless, were instantly filled with endless humiliation and rage!
Yes, he remembered.
That damned bloodsucking vine in the forest not only drained his soul power, but also destroyed his very foundation as a man!
Utter disgrace!
This is an even greater humiliation than killing him!
An indescribable sense of shame and rage erupted from the depths of his heart like a volcano!
The unique aura of the God of Slaughter's Domain in the City of Slaughter seemed to be stirred by his emotions, and wisps of blood-red mist began to converge towards him.
Tang San's eyes instantly turned blood red!
Burning within is a raging rage, a vengeful flame so intense it cannot be extinguished!
"ah--!!!"
He let out a roar that sounded inhuman as he struggled to sit up from the stone bed.
"forestry!"
"I! Will! Make! You! Die! Without! A! Burial! Place!"
Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, filled with endless resentment and hatred.
The thought that he was no longer even a man fueled his anger to an uncontrollable rage!
He vowed to make the forestry industry pay a price ten thousand times worse than his own!
Seeing Tang San's seemingly crazed appearance, the Asura God King on the Bone Throne finally nodded in satisfaction.
"very good."
"Hatred is the source of motivation."
He said indifferently.
"This is a killing city."
"Here, there is only the purest killing; only the truly strong can survive."
"Any strong person who can leave here is enough to dominate a region."
"You stay here and focus on healing your injuries as quickly as possible."
"Then, use your hands to kill, to become stronger, until you are qualified to take revenge on that man."
Tang San's bloodshot eyes were fixed on the figure on the throne, his breathing heavy and his chest heaving violently.
He didn't speak, but the resolute look in his eyes said it all.
...
Within the Blue Silver Kingdom.
On the shores of Lake Life, in the valley.
Inside the palace, spring was in full bloom.
The passionate night added a touch of mature charm to Xiao Wu's already pretty face.
She nestled lazily in Lin Ye's arms, feeling his strong, powerful heartbeat, her face flushed with happiness and contentment.
After last night's hard work, a new seed of life has been quietly planted within her.
Lin Ye gently stroked her soft, long pink hair, feeling a sense of peace in his heart.
For him, fighting against a clown like Tang San was nothing more than a pastime after dinner.
The gentle embrace before him was his true refuge.
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Ye's gaze turned to the other side of the bed.
Zhu Zhuqing had woken up at some point and was quietly looking at them with her bright, beautiful eyes.
Her expression held envy, shyness, and an overwhelming longing.
Seeing this, Lin Ye smiled.
He beckoned to Zhu Zhuqing with his finger.
Zhu Zhuqing's heart skipped a beat, and her pretty face instantly turned crimson.
She lightly bit her red lips with her pearly teeth, hesitated for a moment, and then obediently lifted the quilt, like an elegant and agile black cat, slowly crawling to Lin Ye's side.
Immediately afterwards, another round of lovemaking ensued.
(End of chapter)