liver, spleen, kidney, and lung.If you look closely, these little arrows are made from human finger bones. They are small but carry a palpable sense of evil.A thin monk in a red robe sat in front of...Zhong Guoqiang lay on the ground, looking at Dongfang Hui Center with fear in his eyes. People say angels have beautiful faces but devilish figures.

This woman is not only a devilishly beautiful figure, but her whole being is demonic. It's truly terrifying.

"I was wrong, please, let me go. I can give you money, a lot of money..."

At this moment, Zhong Guoqiang had no other thoughts, only hoping to escape the clutches of this woman before him.

"Master, haven't you made a mistake I was the one you rescued, shouldn't it be you who should let me go"

"Dong Fang Hui Zhong let out a giggle and looked at the four bodyguards beside her, "What are you waiting for Even the young master isn't awake yet, hurry up and wake him up."

"Oh... Oh..."

Although the four of them were very reluctant, they had no choice. If they didn't take action themselves, in the end, they would be the ones who suffered.

"Young Master, please don't blame me. The blame lies solely on you for snatching back such a demoness."

Four people kept muttering to themselves in their hearts, then lit the candles in their hands and dripped the red wax onto Zhong Guoqiang's body.

"Ah!"

Zhong Guqiang was already covered in wounds from the beating, not a single good place on his body. Now, with the searing hot wax dripping onto his skin, the intense pain almost made him faint.

His whole body convulsed, letting out a heart-wrenching scream.

This is just the beginning, then one after another, four bodyguards' wax oil dripped onto him.

Dongfang Hui Zhong watched with keen interest from the side. She didn't call a halt, and none of the four bodyguards dared to stop.

Thus, after a round of wax dripping, Zhong Guoqiang was already on the verge of death.

"Well, there's nothing much to do here."

Dong Fang Hui Zhong glanced at the time; it was already noon. Ye Bu Fan hadn't arrived yet, which made her feel quite bored.

"Take those ropes and lead him with me."

Dongfang Hui opened the door with a command and walked outside first.

The four bodyguards glanced at each other, and finally didn't dare to hesitate. They took the rope, carried Zhong Guqiang behind them.

Having left the room, Dongfang Huizhong looked around and saw a square of several hundred square meters in the Zhongjia Garden.

The environment is elegant, with lush trees lining the streets, making it quite pleasing to the eye.

"That'll do, haul him over there and hang him from that tree."

Dongfang Hui pointed to a big tree next to the square and said.

Now the four bodyguards panicked, this broad daylight to really hang the young master on a tree, what if the head of the family comes back and doesn't take their four lives

Now that they had left the soundproof room, they felt a surge of confidence and immediately began to shout at the top of their lungs.

"Help! Someone, please help me!"

To know that the Zhong family is a second-rate family, and there are experts in their home. They thought that by shouting like this, they could definitely save the young master.

By then, having saved Zhong Guoqiang, I would have also redeemed myself.

While Dong Fang Hui Zhong watched all of this, she didn't have any intention of stopping it. After all, being idle was boring too, and the more people there were, the livelier it became.

Originally, the Zhong family was peaceful. However, after these people's shouting, countless masters rushed over immediately.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you"

He was a gaunt old man, Ma Cheng, the enshrining elder of the Zhong family. His cultivation had reached the early stage of the Heavenly Rank.

When he saw Zhong Guoqiang, he was taken aback and couldn't understand how the young master of his house had become like this.

His body is covered in whip marks and grease, did he change his ways and start playing with these things himself

"Elder Ma, it's that woman, that she-devil, it's all her doing."

The four bodyguards all ducked behind Ma Cheng, obviously afraid of Dongfang HuiZhong.

"Useless things, all trash. So many people can't even protect the young master."

Ma Cheng looked at Dongfang Hui Zhong, "Girl child, who are you"

"He took me back, let me play games with him."

Eastern Hui Zhong said with a playful smile.

"Elder Ma, kill her! Kill her!"

Zhong Guoqiang lay on the ground, his voice weak as he said, "He hates this woman now."

I took you back, but I didn't let you treat me this way.

Ma Cheng's expression was grim, he waved his hand and shouted to the surrounding family members: "Get him!"

In his opinion, dealing with such a woman, if he, a Heavenly Rank elder, had to make a move himself, it would be too embarrassing. He had enough subordinates for this.

The servants next door also thought this was a good chance to make a name for themselves. Seeing the young master in such a state, whoever captured this woman first would surely receive a reward.

Then, with a shout, they all rushed forward eagerly.

A mocking expression flashed across Ma Cheng's face. For a woman like her to dare barge into his house and cause a scene, what was the difference from seeking death

Then, his expression changed. The servants flew back one by one, even faster than they had charged forward.

Dongfang Hui was beaming with excitement. In the capital, her reputation for ferocity preceded her; no one had ever dared to provoke her, let alone defeat her so decisively.

This time, it was finally satisfying. I punched them hard, beating them until they cried for their fathers and mothers, crawling all over the floor.

In just a few minutes, hundreds of servants in the Zhong family were knocked to the ground, unable to even muster the strength to get up.

Ma Cheng's expression turned extremely grim. These weren't ordinary servants; several of them had cultivation levels that had even reached the peak of the Earth Rank.

Facing so many attacks, even oneself couldn't be this relaxed and composed.

It's clear that this woman in front of us is a master, and a super master at that.

At the same time, a hint of doubt also arose in his heart. How could a Heavenly Rank martial artist be snatched back by the young master What was going on

By now, Ma Cheng had no room to retreat. With a roar, he unleashed a powerful palm strike.

Having witnessed this woman's prowess, he dared not underestimate her in the slightest or leave any room for error. This palm strike was his all-out effort.

Facing the powerful and unstoppable palm strike, Dongfang HuiZhong showed no fear. He raised his fist to meet it head-on.

With a deafening boom, Ma Cheng's palm collided with the other man's fist.

Immediately, an overwhelming force swept over me. I felt like a flower tossed into a raging river, completely losing control. In a flash, I was flung backwards.

"This...this is the middle stage of the Heavenly Staircase."

This instantly terrified him. Such a young woman had actually reached the middle stage of the Heavenly Realm.

What does this mean Not only is this woman powerful, but there's a high chance she has a more powerful force behind her.

To know that cultivation is an extremely resource-consuming affair, without a powerful support, ordinary people even if they try their hardest to cultivate will not be able to reach this level.

Before he could figure things out, Dongfang Hui chased after him like a shadow, grabbed his ankle, and slammed him to the ground.

A dull thud echoed through the air, followed by a plume of smoke. Ma Cheng was thrown back with such force that he coughed up a mouthful of blood and nearly passed out.

Luckily, he had a deep cultivation base, or this blow would have killed him.

Even so, he was severely wounded and had no more strength to fight.

"Boring, too weak."

Dongfang Huizhong flung Ma Cheng to the ground with one hand, then looked around. "Who else is there"dicine.Wang Xuande followed up, saying, “Regardless of what happens, Traditional Chinese Medicine has been passed down in China for thousands of years. It can’t be broken by our generation, or else ho...