I am a villain and a rebellious disciple, making all the fairy masters compete to favor me.

Looking down at He De indifferently from top to bottom...

"Hu... ma'am?"

"I just gave the old slave fragrant shoes, why do I need to come here?"

"This looks like a place of worship for the Feng family. It wouldn't be good for us to do something like that, right?"

As He De spoke, he clasped his hands and bowed around.

He was afraid that the ancestors of the Feng family would come to trouble him...

"That kind of thing? He Guanshi, that kind of thing... what is it?"

Feng Haitang's bright red lips were slightly open, and the corners of her mouth were slightly outlined.

While speaking, the charming and beautiful woman raised her calf and hooked her slender jade fingers on the heels of her fragrant shoes...

Seeing the beautiful scene in front of him, He De's mouth went dry, and the fire in his heart was instantly ignited!

"That's what happened..."

"Just ask Madam to give...!"

He De's face was full of excitement, and before he could say anything, a red Luan embroidered shoe with a warm fragrance was handed to him.

"Ha ha……"

"He's in charge, whatever you want to do...just settle it here."

"I will watch you carefully~"

Feng Haitang chuckled charmingly and stretched out two hanging chairs made of woven rattan from nowhere for her to sit.

She took off her fragrant shoes and teased her delicate feet, which made He De furious!

"Madam...! Madam actually wants me to be in front of her...!"

The old man let out a low roar, and without caring so much, he directly picked up the red Luan embroidered shoe with Feng Haitang's faint body temperature...!

But before He De happily "guided" him, in the sword-making pool behind the old man, the originally red and hot lava gradually glowed with a faint green light!

Immediately, the rolling lava with hot bubbles seemed to be alive, and instantly turned into thousands of green flame vines that all attacked He De!

He De, who was breathing heavily with his eyes closed, had no time to immerse himself in the joy. The severe pain instantly made his eyes split open and he twitched ferociously...

In the dark underground, painful wails could be heard endlessly...

Old man He died.

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Section 2 # Volume [-]: The Wind Rises in the Imperial City: Chapter [-] No matter the cost, all atrocities must be meritorious

In the sword-making pool with a faint green light, the hot magma looked like a living thing...

Under Feng Haitang's dark gaze, they slowly squirmed and condensed.

quickly!

"Whizzing--!"

Fiery vines turned into green flames came from behind and wrapped around He De's body and limbs!

The branches formed by thick magma seemed like devil's claws, tightly grasping and tearing at He De's hands and feet.

"Ugh—!"

"What... what?!"

Before he could put on his pants, He De was tightly tied up by the magma vines coming from behind.

The skin on the wrists was burned to pieces and peeled off, and the fat on the body and waist was all oily...

The vines turned into magma slowly rose up, and the short, fat old man was lifted to the top of the sword-making pool like a sacrificial offering in ancient times...

He De's eyes were torn apart, and his painful wails could not be heard.

He struggled wildly, but every time he struggled, there would be extreme pain from where his hands and feet were burned to the bone!

"Ma'am...let me go...let me go!"

He De shouted to Feng Haitang in horror. He was so numb from the pain that he didn't even notice that his right hand was slowly falling off the bone...

That kind of shocking horror is not an ordinary broken arm...

On the wrist, the white bones crackled in the wounds where the skin had been burned.

Every inch of flesh and blood was roasted and evaporated...

The hand that originally had five fingers stretched out could no longer distinguish the shape of the "hand", only a ball of disgusting rotten flesh that had been cooked.

Like a clay figure, He De's fleshy right hand was melted and peeled off by the hot magma!

thump--

There was a dull sound of water entering, and a few clusters of sparks splashed on the rolling hot magma.

A severed hand sank slowly with its broken bones, and the remaining rotten flesh was burning with blazing green flames.

The lava glowing with faint green light in the sword-making pool greedily devoured it, enjoying this feast like a living creature...

Feng Haitang's red luan fragrant shoe fell into the magma pool together with He De's right hand.

Glancing at the wisps of green smoke rising from the sword-making pool, Feng Haitang, who was sitting on the rattan hanging chair, looked at her toes with a smile.

Old Man He's wails came one after another, each sound more painful than the last.

"Hand...my hand!"

"Feng Haitang! You must die a happy death——!"

He De's eyes were red, and all the spittle he sprayed out when he cursed was evaporated in an instant.

Any struggle was useless. He could only watch helplessly as his limbs were burned and peeled off by the entangled rattan...

First the right hand, then the left foot...

Thump, thump again——

Two dull sounds in succession made He De panic and despair to the extreme.

Sparks from the magma burned his back...

If he could go back in time, he would never go to the back of the Feng family.

If he could go back to the night before, he would definitely start by destroying Feng Haitang and torture her to the point where she would be worse than death!

Feng Haitang, who was sitting elegantly on the rattan hanging chair, had a pretty face with indifference.

But after hearing He De's curse, the indifference on his face instantly turned into extremely dark anger!

These four words "I will not die well" seem to be an absolute nightmare for Feng Haitang...

The other red Luan embroidered shoe was kicked off, and Feng Haitang slowly approached the sword-making pool with her bare feet.

Her beautiful eyes were full of darkness. Looking at He De who had half of her body scorched in front of her, the corners of her mouth slightly raised again.

The horrifying scene in front of her, which would make anyone sick if she saw it, was nothing more than a simple feeding ceremony in Feng Haitang's eyes.

I saw her delicate hands slowly raised...

"Vicious bitch...!"

"You... (What are you going to do?!)"

"Don't throw me in... I don't want to die... I don't want to die!"

He De opened his mouth and roared, but actually no sound came out.

The green flame rattan hanging by He De on the sword-making pool was gradually lowered...

The hot lava burned his throat and dissolved every inch of flesh on his body.

At the moment when Feng Haitang's right hand gradually waved down...

Bang-!

He De's body completely sank into the sword-making pool.

A cluster of huge sparks rose into the sky, and the magma in the sword-making pool slowly squirmed like a living animal, enjoying another feast.

Feng Haitang frowned slightly and fanned herself with her slender hands to disperse the foul-smelling smoke rising in front of her.

The beautiful eyes looked over again, and a round hole in the sword-making pool opened, and all the originally faint green magma flowed inwards...

The sticky sound of gurgling was heard for a long time, until the sword-making pool was completely empty, Feng Haitang slowly closed her beautiful eyes as if enjoying herself.

She raised her head slightly and stood quietly in front of the sword-making pool.

At the same time, a green vine descended from nowhere.

Wrapped in the vines is a dark shadow stone...

Feng Haitang tilted her head slightly and reached out with her delicate hand to take the photo stone handed to her by the vine.

This is exactly the piece that He De accidentally picked up before.

He is also the previous head of the Feng family, the last legacy of Mrs. Sang...

Playing with the photo stone in his hand, the more he looked at it, the more ferocious a smile he had never seen before appeared on Feng Haitang's face!

As long as it is broken, as long as the divine sword is forged, all this will become her secret...

The wish I have been waiting for for many years will finally come true!From now on, mortals named Feng Haitang can live forever!

But before that, there is still someone who knows the truth...

"Xianxia..."

"Ha... maybe it would be better to call her 'sir' as before."

Feng Haitang seemed to be talking to himself or talking to someone.

The vines in the dark underground palace swayed slightly, as if responding to Feng Haitang.

At this time, there were faint sounds of familiar footsteps on the spiral stairs outside the Emberwood Courtyard.

"Ok?"

"How could anyone..."

The night has receded, and the sky outside the underground palace has become brighter...

Feng Haitang frowned. She wanted to break the image stone, but she had to put it away for now.

The ferocious smile on her pretty face faded, and the originally dignified and charming wife of the house returned to her previous appearance.

Stepping forward with her slender jade legs, Feng Haitang walked barefoot towards the entrance of the Ember Wood Garden.

And what came her way was none other than Luo Xianxia, ​​whom she had been thinking about before...

"Haitang?"

"So early...what are you doing in the Emberwood Garden?"

"Didn't you ask me to come with you yesterday?"

Luo Xianxia was dressed in the sect leader's robe, and underneath it she was also wearing the one-piece black silk stockings that Bai Shi'an was forced to wear...

The high heels on her feet are even more conspicuous.

Feng Haitang silently looked around Luo Xianxia. With her vicious eyes, she noticed the subtle changes in Luo Xianxia last night...

The soft woman's lips curved slightly, and she just said calmly.

"Noisy and disgusting bugs, such despicable things that are supposed to be short-lived, why should they be allowed to see the morning sun."

"Xianxia, ​​on the other hand, can't sleep at night?"