Rebirth starts with many children and good fortune

In the dim, damp dungeon, a nauseating stench of blood permeated the air.

Fine salt, chili oil, ants, and honey had been smeared all over Huang Ping's wounds.

White, red, and light yellow intertwined on his body, forming a bizarre and terrifying tableau.

Even between his legs and abdomen, there were two fist-sized bloody holes, constantly oozing blood, a shocking sight.

Cheng Feng stood expressionlessly to the side, coldly watching Huang Ping struggle in agony.

"Huang Ping, how does it taste?" Cheng Feng's voice carried not a trace of warmth.

Huang Ping was tightly bound by iron chains, his body suspended in the air, covered in wounds, his breath weak.

He was already too feeble to respond, only able to utter muffled whimpers from his throat.

Looking at Cheng Feng gradually approaching, his eyes filled with fear.

Cheng Feng approached step by step, his eyes revealing endless indifference.

"Huang Ping, did you ever imagine this day would come?" Cheng Feng's voice echoed in the empty dungeon, carrying a deep chill.

Huang Ping struggled to raise his head, his eyes filled with despair and regret: "Cheng Feng, I was wrong, I beg you, let me go."

Cheng Feng sneered: "Let you go? Did you ever think of letting me go back then?

Ambushing and lying in wait in dark alleys,

Destroying my new residence,

And even wanting my woman to submit to you?"

From that moment on, Cheng Feng vowed to make Huang Ping pay a terrible price.

Cheng Feng looked at the disheveled Huang Ping before him, his heart without a shred of pity.

"Huang Ping, you think this is the end? This is just the beginning." Cheng Feng's voice seemed to come from hell.

He slowly picked up a torture instrument from the side, Huang Ping widened his eyes in horror, struggling desperately, but to no avail.

Cheng Feng tormented Huang Ping again and again, each strike carrying the hatred that had been building in his heart for so long.

The news of the Red Lotus Sect's mobilization,

The pressure of bearing the safety of the Hongmen disciples,

At this moment, were released to the fullest extent.

Cheng Feng, in his two lifetimes, was just an ordinary person with a bit of talent.

Having experienced so little, how could he dare to get involved in such a great war?

Killing a few people to settle personal grudges was the limit for an ordinary person.

And suddenly, Cheng Feng realized that,

There was no one he could rely on.

Perhaps, that is the meaning of becoming a talent.

Screams rose and fell in the dark dungeon.

Murmurs mixed with unbearable whispers.

Cheng Feng said coldly: "Who are the higher-ups of the Red Lotus Sect?"

"Ah, ah, I'll talk, I'll talk, it's the Sect Leader... the Ascetic... the Dharma King..."

With a crack.

Cheng Feng coldly used his grandmaster-level medical skills to crush one of Huang Ping's bones through his flesh.

The flesh of a Marrow Refinement realm martial artist could not resist at all.

"Did you leave something out?" Cheng Feng asked coldly.

"Ah, no, I didn't," Huang Ping said in fear.

"Then what position is Battle General?"

"I, I haven't had time to say it yet, wait, wait..."

With a crack.

Another bone fracture accompanied by a scream.

"Now, let's start over."

"What is the name of that technique of yours that can shrink the body?"

"What is the incantation for circulating energy?"

"Does the blood energy circulation path go through the Lesser Yang to the Greater Meridian?"

...

After several tortures, Huang Ping, supported by Cheng Feng's medical skills, persevered to the end.

Facing this man who forced his woman and wanted to cuckold him,

Cheng Feng unprecedentedly showed extreme cruelty and indifference.

Cheng Feng considered himself a great and upright man.

Broad-minded and gentle-tempered.

Hardworking, enterprising, and accumulating wealth in harmony.

But a dragon has its reverse scale.

And family is Cheng Feng's bottom line.

If Cheng Feng had really been killed in the dark alley,

Cheng Feng would have had nothing to say.

His skills were inferior to others,

The person is dead,

Then there is nothing to say.

Unfortunately, he didn't die,

Then, having experienced life and death,

The great ups and downs in his state of mind,

All of this must be borne by someone.

Bearing the wrath of a Bone Refinement Great Perfection martial artist,

The controller of a force,

A person with some talent.

And Huang Ping had violated all of Cheng Feng's taboos.

Being able to die,

Was also Cheng Feng's forgiveness, considering the other party's cooperation.

However, during this period, Cheng Feng did not forget to ask Huang Ping for that special bone-shrinking technique.

After completely extracting a technique called Flesh Washing and Bone Shrinking Art, Cheng Feng put down the torture instruments.

After comparing the information from Huang Ping and Liu Zheng,

Cheng Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

At least, most of the basic information from Liu Zheng was correct.

After completely extracting Huang Ping's technique with the effect of controlling flesh and shrinking bones,

With a gentle pinch, he sent this Red Lotus Sect envoy, who had aspirations higher than the sky, on his way.

When Huang Ping took his last breath,

There was no joy on Cheng Feng's face,

There was only indifference and deep exhaustion.

The Red Lotus Sect's attack was real, and the target should be the Lianshan Prefecture region.

It was also true that the injured Fiery Flame Dharma King was lurking in Blackwood Prefecture.

It's just that no one knew the whereabouts of the Fiery Flame Dharma King.

Huang Ping even actively confessed his mission.

There was a Saintess candidate in Blackwood Prefecture,

The reason for the candidacy was that she possessed a strange constitution,

Which piqued Cheng Feng's interest, but unfortunately, Huang Ping was just a lower-level envoy.

He was just following orders.

The specific actions still required instructions from above.

He had already fallen into Cheng Feng's hands before even making contact.

The Silver Body Art was also real, and the technique was originally on the Red Lotus Sect's Battle General lurking in Blackwood City.

After once again confirming the various information within the Red Lotus Sect,

Cheng Feng calmly bestowed the gift of death upon Huang Ping.

Looking at the relieved look in Huang Ping's eyes before his death,

Cheng Feng did not have the slightest ripple in his heart.

Deciding to embark on the path of the underworld,

Cheng Feng had already prepared himself.

Deciding to embark on the path of a martial artist,

Cheng Feng had also prepared himself.

Everything now was just the inevitable storm on the road of life.

He ordered someone to directly drag Huang Ping and Liu Zheng's bodies outside.

He took out kerosene and set the corpses on fire.

Everything in Blackwood Prefecture dissipated in the kerosene.

After cleaning up at Hongmen,

Cheng Feng went straight home, where everyone was already asleep.

With something on his mind, Cheng Feng pretended to be nonchalant.

He went straight to the residence of Hua Kai Hua Xie (Flower Blossom Flower Fall).

Su Qing's situation had already been handed over to Cai'er and the others.

Cheng Feng believed that Cai'er could handle these trivial matters well.

He also believed that the women in the Cheng residence's backyard could handle interpersonal relationships on their own.

And now, Cheng Feng just wanted to work hard quickly and accumulate his own foundation.

The best choice was the fairy who was once high above and now had fallen from the clouds,

Forcibly entrusting herself to him.

Ten points for one time.

Twenty points for two times.

Double the harvest with an extra person.

Cheng Feng, who originally wanted to treat people with affection and slowly boil the frog,

Under the shadow of war, could no longer care so much.

Looking at the various techniques and skills on his panel,

Cheng Feng really wanted to add points to the maximum level in one breath.

In the fairy's small courtyard late at night,

The gentle Hua Kai suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Cheng Feng's serious face.

Smelling the faint scent of blood on Cheng Feng's body, she protected her chest and asked vigilantly: "What are you doing here?"

Looking at the arrogant expression on Hua Kai's face,

Cheng Feng had no intention of continuing to play the arrogant little theater.

Without saying a word, he pulled Hua Kai into his arms and kissed her fiercely.

Feeling the man's roughness, Hua Kai struggled violently, pounding on Cheng Feng's chest.

But she heard Cheng Feng's stern voice in her ear.

"I'm in a very bad mood right now,

You can refuse,

Then I'll go find Fairy Hua Xie."

Hua Kai's body trembled, as if she had thought of something, and her original struggling temper softened.

Gradually sinking into Cheng Feng's gentle embrace.