In Chen Huahao's house.【,

A naked woman struggled to break free from the rope, pulled out the rag that was blocking her mouth, and then rubbed her legs that had been numb for a long time before she stood up and squirmed.

Wearing torn clothes, she wanted to escape before the silver stick came back.

At this time, Chen Huahao opened the door with a pale face, and happened to see the woman making a rope out of bed sheets, trying to hang from the window. He immediately rushed up and grabbed the woman's arm.

He pulled it back with his hand, pushed it to the floor, and said in a dark voice: "Still want to run?"

The woman was trembling all over and said tremblingly: "Don't, don't kill me..."

"You know everything?" Chen Huahao sneered. The surrounding temperature seemed to be a little lower. He slowly closed the window, closed the curtains, and then slowly untied his clothes. The woman

Huddled in a corner of the room, looking at him with a horrified expression.

Chen Huahao stripped himself naked. Without saying a word, he walked directly to the woman, tore off the clothes she had just put on for a short time, and then forcibly removed her filthy penis.

Something was stuffed in...

A horrifying scene happened. The woman's originally plump body actually shrank at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye. Soon, not only her body, but also her face quickly withered and almost turned into a

A skeleton, and Chen Huahao's originally pale face suddenly gained a bit of blood. Although it was still ugly, it was much better than at the beginning.

Pulling it out of the mummy, Chen Huahao lifted the body and threw it into the next room. The expression on his face didn't even move at all. There were already four or five identical corpses there. In other words,

Chen Huahao already has six lives in his hands...

After closing the door, Chen Huahao sat cross-legged. He seemed to take what he was doing as a matter of course, as if he had sucked a person dry and not even a single ripple could appear to him.

When he opened his eyes again, his complexion had almost recovered, and then he dialed Yu Wenhao's phone number and said in a cold voice: "The other party is a tough guy, please send another woman over."

Yu Wenhao was stunned, what a quarrel? Wei Danqing is just a student, so what kind of quarrel is that? Is this Chen Huahao trying to trick him?

But it doesn't seem like it when he thinks about it. He has seen Chen Huahao's ruthlessness before. Could it be that Wei Danqing really has some energy in his hands?

After thinking about it, Yu Wenhao felt that he could not neglect Brother Hao, so he changed his phone card, found a business card from the drawer, dialed the phone number inside, and said in a rough voice.

: "Hey, is there any pretty lady? Well, come to West Lake Park, fuck, can't we have a field battle? Do you want to do it? If not, I'll look for someone else!"

After hanging up the phone, Yu Wenhao hung up the phone proudly, drove to West Lake Park, and waited at the agreed place. Not long after, a woman came over, looked at Yu Wenhao, and dialed the number again.

Hao held up his mobile phone and waved to her.

The woman came forward naturally and took Yu Wenhao's arm. Then, Yu Wenhao took out five hundred yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into the woman's hand. The woman quickly put it into her bag, and then

After making a phone call, two men not far away turned and left.

Yu Wenhao raised a smile on his lips, put his arms around the woman's waist, rubbed it wantonly, and walked to the parking lot not far away. The woman was also bold and unrestrained. While smiling, she saw Yu Wenhao's Buick.

, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he gave Yu Wenhao a charming look.

"Boss, do you want the car to be shaken?"

Yu Wenhao shook his head and said with a smile: "I will take you to an exciting place."

Yu Wenhao drove directly to Chen Huahao's residence and knocked on the door. This time, the door opened quickly, revealing Chen Huahao's gloomy face. The woman already felt that something was wrong and laughed dryly.

: "Boss, if you have two men, you will have to pay extra."

Without saying a word, Yu Wenhao took out another five hundred dollars and gave it to the woman. Chen Huahao directly pulled the woman in, and then gave Yu Wenhao a cold look. Yu Wenhao nodded, turned and left...

…

Yu Wenhao had some suspicions in his mind that Chen Huahao might not treat these chickens like ordinary men...

Although Yu Wenhao was very strange in his heart, since Chen Huahao had such a big effect on him, it was only strange that he was strange. However, even so, Yu Wenhao was extremely careful and used a different number every time he made a call.

Numbers, the same number will be discounted after use, and you are not going to use it a second time. This will also prevent the other party from finding you.

Forget it, I hope Chen Huahao can win over Wei Danqing, otherwise it will be difficult for him to take the next step...

…

China Capital Airport.

Several men got off the plane. Judging from their aura, they were no ordinary people at all. When they just walked out of the airport, a car stopped and these men immediately got in the car.

The people who came were none other than the Qingqing group, with a look of murder on their faces. The driver was sent by the Bangzi Kingdom to pick them up. He drove the car cautiously, for fear of accidentally offending these big shots with great backgrounds.

Wu Wuqing casually set up a barrier and frowned: "The spiritual energy in this world is too thin. Only the princess and her contractors can advance under such conditions. I am afraid that neither you nor I can make an inch further."

The other four people nodded in agreement. Although this car is elongated, for cultivators, being in this kind of iron box is simply a torture. None of them are shrinking into inches and wielding swords for thousands of miles, but each of them

Each plane has its own rules, and once they are broken, unimaginable things will happen.

Therefore, they still try to control the impact as much as possible. At least, this matter of sword control in broad daylight is absolutely impossible.

"Ancestor, what are we going to do next?"

A younger-looking monk asked.

In fact, these people are all in the Nascent Soul stage, or at the early stage of Nascent Soul at worst. If converted in terms of energy, the supreme level is the cleansing stage, where they can master spiritual power to strengthen themselves, and the control level is foundation building, killing

The Heavenly level is the Dan-formation stage, but,

This time the situation is different, because these people did not come by relying on the body to break the void, so according to the law, they must be converted at the same level. Otherwise, just a random pill-forming monk can directly destroy a plane. Then

Isn't it a mess?

The levels in the world of cultivation are divided into Cleansing the Dust, Building the Foundation, Forming the Pill, Nascent Soul, and Transforming the God. Therefore, the level of the Soul Transformation is equivalent to killing the sky, while the level of cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage is equivalent to controlling the earth plane.

Qingqing pondered for a while and said: "Let's take a look at the capital of China first. However, as the capital of the country, it must be heavily guarded, and the princess will usually not be here. I think the princess should have some strength in choosing contractors. Perhaps, we should

Go and see those ancient martial arts sects."

"Goodbye, ancestor!"

"That's for sure!"

"Under the leadership of our ancestor, we will definitely find the princess, kill the contractor, and fulfill the Venerable's request..."

"I will obey my ancestor's order."

The world of cultivation respects the strong, and those few people are not as strong as the ancestor Qing Wu, so there is no pressure at all to flatter him. Qing Qing was very proud, but he made a pious gesture on his face and waved his hand: "

Okay, everyone is fulfilling His Majesty’s orders. I have also fought against the so-called masters in this plane, but er, you don’t need to be too stressed.”

Qingqing looked out of the car window and began to make some calculations in her heart. If the princess found an idiot contractor this time, would she not be promoted to control?

Well, this possibility is not impossible. Perhaps, during this trip to various sects, I should focus on the supreme level...

If the ruthless thoughts were known to Wang Dong, I wonder if Wang Dong, who has always claimed to be a genius, would be so angry that he would be overwhelmed?
Chapter completed!