Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

Yun Zhonghe couldn't help swallowing his saliva. The evil thoughts in his heart grew like weeds, almost breaking through the cage of reason. Gongsun Lue'e's heartbroken look not only did not make him feel pity, but instead aroused the evil desires deep in his heart.

However, before that, Yun Zhonghe still had another beauty to capture, or to be more precise, two beauties to capture. Yun Zhonghe not only had to capture these two beauties, but also had to conquer them.

The two beauties were none other than Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling. These two women, like twin lotus flowers, each exuded an irresistible charm, which made Yun Zhonghe's ambition even greater, and he vowed to take them both into his arms.

"Haha..., two stunning beauties, you really made me, Master Yun, search for you for a long time. Now that I am standing here, where can you escape to?"

Yun Zhonghe's laughter was full of pride and arrogance. His eyes, which always carried a hint of evil, were now openly fixed on the graceful figures of Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling.

It seemed that in Yun Zhonghe's eyes, Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling, these two stunning beauties, were already in his pocket and he could get them into his arms with just a light grab.

Mu Wanqing, the woman who is as cold as the moon and as aloof as the plum, her eyes reveal her indomitable spirit and tenacity; while Zhong Ling, who is as agile as water and as gentle as jade, seems to be telling of endless wisdom in her every move.

The two beauties have their own merits, but they both attract Yun Zhonghe's greedy heart. He fantasizes about possessing these two beauties for himself and enjoys the pleasure of succeeding.

Seeing the greed and lust flashing in Yun Zhonghe's eyes that were hard to conceal, as if he wanted to take in all the beauty in the world, Zhong Ling's delicate body trembled slightly inadvertently.

As if she felt the uneasiness and threat in the air, her sweet face was instantly replaced by anxiety, and her bright eyes were filled with fear and worry about unknown dangers.

At that moment, Mu Wanqing's graceful figure seemed to be filled with an invisible force. She turned around quickly and nimbly, and protected the somewhat frightened Zhong Ling tightly behind her solid back.

There was an indescribable firmness and courage in her eyes, a courage and determination that came from deep in her heart, as if no matter what difficulties and obstacles she faced, she would never retreat.

The desire to protect was so strong that the air around him seemed to freeze.

"Sister Mu!"

There was a barely perceptible tremor in Zhong Ling's call, which was the fear of unknown danger, but more of it was the deep gratitude for Mu Wanqing's unconditional protection. Although her voice was soft, it was full of words.

There is no need for words to express the tacit understanding between the two. One gesture or one look can convey each other's feelings.

Mu Wanqing was fully aware that she had a heavy responsibility on her shoulders. Not only did she have to protect Zhong Ling's safety, but she also had to ensure that they could successfully escape the pursuit of the four evil men. Although she had never expected that these evil men would catch up with her so quickly, she was not at all panicked or afraid.

As the atmosphere around her became increasingly tense, Mu Wanqing's heartbeat began to pound like a drum. Her nerves were stretched to the limit, as if every string could break at any moment.

There was a depressing and heavy atmosphere in the air, making it hard to breathe. Mu Wanqing scanned the surroundings vigilantly with her sharp eyes, afraid of missing any movement.

Xu Xingchen beside him had not expected that the "Four Evil Men" would actually show up in this quiet and mysterious Jueqing Valley. They were like ghosts coming from another world, silently breaking the tranquility and peace here.

The arrival of the four of them was like a carefully placed time bomb that exploded at an unexpected moment, shaking the entire valley. An indescribable sense of tension and oppression permeated the air.

The originally leisurely sounds of wind and birdsong around them now seemed particularly harsh, foreshadowing the coming storm. Xu Xingchen raised his head, looked directly at them, and said in a cold voice.

"Duan Yanqing, why did you [Four Evil Men] appear in this Unfeeling Valley?!"

Duan Yanqing, who was standing on the roof, narrowed his eyes slightly as deep as a pool when he heard the words, revealing a cold light that should not be underestimated. He looked coldly at Xu Xingchen below with his sharp gaze.

I couldn't help but secretly be surprised at the other person's youth and courage. After all, anyone who could remain calm in such a situation and call out my name accurately was definitely not an ordinary person.

What puzzled Duan Yanqing even more was that he had never had any memory of this young man, as if he had appeared out of thin air, silently.

"Humph, you are just a kid, how dare you question me so rudely? You are really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers!"

Duan Yanqing's voice came out through his unique [ventriloquism], low and strange, as if it was an echo coming from a dark abyss. His tone was full of disdain and contempt.

There was also a hint of provocation in his voice, like the sneer of a demon at midnight, which made people shudder. Duan Yanqing continued in that creepy tone.

"We [the Four Evils] have always acted as we please, so why should we explain to you the reasons? On the contrary, you, at such a young age, have such insight, which does surprise me a little."

Upon hearing this, Ye Erniang's face suddenly showed a hint of surprise. She quickly cast her gaze towards Xu Xingchen below. At that moment, her eyes seemed to be attracted by some kind of magic.

There was a strange light flashing, and Xu Xingchen was standing there, with an upright posture and a handsome face, just like a painting carefully crafted by an artist, which made people fall in love with him.

"oops."

Ye Erniang couldn't help but let out a soft cry, her voice full of admiration and surprise, and she laughed.

"I never expected to meet such a handsome young man in such a remote place!"

At this point, Ye Erniang couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth into a meaningful smile, with a hint of amusement and curiosity flashing in her eyes. She seemed to have developed a strong interest in this handsome young man who suddenly appeared, and wanted to know more about him.

Yue Lao San, who was standing beside him, listened to Ye Er Niang's casual words with disdain on his face. A mocking arc appeared on the corner of his mouth. He glanced at Ye Er Niang with a complex light in his eyes, as if he felt a little helpless about her behavior. He spoke with disdain.

"Ye Erniang, what are you doing? Are you planning to do something bad to some innocent young man again?"

"Last time, that young man was handsome and should have been in his prime, but you captured him for no reason and tortured him for three days and three nights, making him feel worse than death. In the end, he died tragically at your hands."

After hearing those words, a barely perceptible gloom passed across Ye Erniang's originally peaceful face, but her emotional control was extremely strong, and she adjusted her expression in almost an instant.

She put on the cold and arrogant mask again. Her eyes were deep and complex, as if hiding countless unsolved mysteries, making it difficult to peek into her true thoughts.

"Yue Lao San, are you meddling in too many things?"

Ye Erniang said coldly, her voice revealing unquestionable determination. Her sharp eyes were as sharp as knives as she stared straight at Yue Lao San, as if she could see through every corner of his heart.

However, Ye Erniang's words were like a spark hitting the earth, instantly igniting the anger in Yue Laoer's heart. He stood up suddenly, his eyes wide open as if he was about to spit out fire, and his voice became hoarse due to anger.

"My name is Yue Lao Er!!"

He corrected loudly, the huge roar echoed in the air, his eyes were full of anger and unwillingness. Obviously, Yue Laosan had always been bothered by the name "Yue Laosan".

Faced with Yue Lao San's fierce reaction, Ye Er Niang not only did not retreat or show any surprise, but instead a meaningful sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"hehe!!"

The laughter was crisp and slightly mocking, as if she was watching an insignificant farce. Her sharp eyes stared at Yue Lao Er, as if she was examining a toy that was about to collapse, or she had already seen through his mind, but just didn't bother to point it out.