Chronicles of Celestial Origins

Fengqing Mountain, where the third column of the 12th Army Corps of the Alliance Army is stationed, in the bright hall, Tang Ning sat and waited until footsteps could be heard outside, and a middle-aged man with regular features walked in from the outside. He was the captain of the 4th Regiment. Shi Shou. He quickly stood up and saluted: "Disciple pays homage to Uncle Shi."

"You're back, sit down!"

"Thank you, uncle."

"I heard that you took leave this time to attend the wedding banquet of Senior Brother Bai Jintang in Yuanxian County?"

Hearing what he said, Tang Ning was slightly shocked. When he left the coalition forces, he came to ask for leave and only said that he had important matters to return to Xuantang City. He didn't know how he knew about it.

"Uncle Shi has a clever plan. The disciple is indeed going to Yuanxian County to attend Uncle Bai's wedding banquet."

Shi Shou waved his hand: "What a clever plan? It's not that mysterious. The captain, inspector, and deputy captain of the 7th Regiment of Qingwu Camp stationed in this city also received an invitation from Uncle Bai Yuanting and went to Yuanxian County to attend the wedding banquet. Junior Brother Zhang Xi, the inspector of the 7th Regiment, is now the captain of the 8th Regiment. A few days ago, he came back from Yuanxian County. When I was chatting with him, he talked about you and said that you were competing in a competition at the banquet. Winning the first prize in one fell swoop and being in the limelight, is this possible?”

"Disciple, it was just a fluke."

"No wonder you have achieved so many meritorious deeds and were directly promoted from team captain to team captain. You are indeed capable."

"Uncle Master is so complimentary that I, as a disciple, cannot live up to it."

"I heard from Junior Brother Zhang that you have a close relationship with Inspector Nangong of the Sili Department. Are you his disciple and husband-in-law?"

"I don't dare to hide it from my uncle. My wife Liu Ruhan was lucky enough to join Nangong Supervisor's sect and has been serving her ever since."

Shi Shou smiled: "Then you must be familiar with Senior Uncle Su Yuanhua?"

When Tang Ning heard him talk about Su Yuanhua, she couldn't help but feel nervous. Her face remained calm: "He is my wife's fellow disciple. I have only seen him once or twice in all these years."

"When Master Su served as captain of the third regiment of the column directly under the Fourth Army Corps, I was in charge of the third regiment."

"I see, this disciple has never heard him talk about it before."

"Uncle Su is not a talkative person. Of course I won't talk about these trivial matters with you. Since you and Uncle Su are relatives, we are our own people. If you have any difficulties in the future, just come to me."

"Thank you, Master." Tangning saw that he was silent, so she said, "Uncle, if you have no other instructions, I will leave first."

"Go!"

Tang Ning stood up and left the room, the light rising. Her thoughts were racing along the way. What did Shi Shou mean by talking about Su Yuanhua for no reason?

Is it really as simple as just chatting? With his status, facing a junior who is related to the team leader, is it necessary to be so enthusiastic? He even put himself in trouble to find him.

This sudden courtesy made Tangning very wary, and she had a bad feeling in her heart that something strange was going to happen.

In particular, he also focused on his relationship with Su Yuanhua. What he disliked most now was Su Yuanhua, and he really didn't want to have any dealings with this person.

………

The moon is hanging high, the stars are like rain, in Xuantang City, in the Lishi Inn, a beautiful woman pushes the door open, and as soon as she steps into the room, she is hugged by the white-faced man, who kisses her along the neck. His hands groped into her clothes and moved up and down freely.

"Ah!" The woman made a coquettish squeaking sound. She wanted to refuse but then welcomed him: "Why are you so anxious? You damn ghost."

"Miss me so much." The man's magnetic voice whispered in her ear, and her head immediately arched into her plump breasts.

The two of them moved to the red bed with their necks entwined. After a while, the sounds of breathing and moaning intertwined to form a beautiful movement.

After a long time, the clouds and rain stopped.

"What do you think that idiot is doing?" The man turned over, hugged the naked woman into his arms again, and caressed her whole body with his hands.

The woman said softly: "Forget about that damn ghost. He only knows how to make elixirs all day long. He is such a boring person."

"If it weren't for this, we wouldn't have this opportunity. Listen to me, you should visit that idiot once in a while, so that he can focus on refining elixirs, so that we can earn spiritual stones for us to enjoy."

"It goes without saying that I haven't been able to deal with that idiot easily. Now he obeys me and does whatever I want him to do. If I want him to cry, he will cry. If I want him to laugh, he will laugh. He still thinks that he wants to I feel like crying!”

"You little bitch, you really have some skills." The man smiled obscenely and turned over to push him down.

Just as the two of them were turning over clouds and rain, there was a slight noise.

"Ah!" The woman on the bed suddenly screamed in terror, and her face turned white in an instant.

The man noticed something unusual, stopped his movements, looked back, and saw an extra man next to him.

The man had short hands and short legs, a strong body, a bulbous nose, pink eyes, an unkempt beard, and a slovenly appearance, like a short-legged tiger.

This person was Shao Hui. He stood beside the bed, looking at the charming woman under the man, his eyes red.

"No, no, husband, listen to me, it was him, he raped me, and I was forced to do so." The woman's hair was messy, her eyes were gleaming, and she hurriedly pushed the man away.

"In your eyes, am I just a toy puppet you pull strings with? If you want to cry, cry, if you want to laugh, laugh." Shao Hui's voice was low, his fists were clenched, and tears rolled down his eyes.

After hearing this, the woman's face turned ashen.

After experiencing the initial confusion and panic, the man on the bed calmed down. He waved and took the clothes on the side into his hands. He hurriedly put on his clothes and walked outside: "Senior, I don't care about anything between you. Involved."

Just as he passed by, Shao Hui suddenly took action, a ball of blue flame condensed in his palm, and struck him.

The man was on guard for a long time. He turned out a white jade bottle in his hand, protected it around him, and flew back.

Shao Hui struck the white jade bottle with his palm, and the blue flame immediately enveloped his whole body.

The white jade bottle melted visibly to the naked eye, and the man shouted in horror: "Shao Hui, you can't kill me. I am a disciple of the Xingyue Sect. If you kill me here, you will be in big trouble."

"Help, help!" The man shouted loudly, and before he finished speaking, the white jade bottle had been completely melted by the flames, and his whole body was instantly swallowed up by the flames.

"Husband, I was wrong. I'm sorry. Don't kill me. I promise I won't do it again." Seeing this, the woman screamed.

Shao Hui's face was filled with tears, and the blue flames condensed in his palms struck the woman, leaving her face, but he still couldn't move his hands.

"Stop." A loud shout came from behind.

The woman's eyes lit up when she saw someone finally arrived.

Shao Hui saw the light in her eyes, closed his eyes, and the blue flames engulfed the woman.

A golden bead shot out and hit Shao Hui, piercing a bloody hole in his chest and abdomen.

"What a thief, how dare you hurt people in the city." The fighting in the room had already alerted the manager of the inn. An old man with white temples and dressed in Fengyun Chamber of Commerce led seven or eight people to surround him. Only his body was visible. The figure flashed, and a pair of thin palms grabbed him.

Shao Hui stood there without moving, letting the old man do what he did. His vision went dark, and his body fell softly.