Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature

Behind Duan Yun, the Jade Sword Immortal's Dharma appearance shifted, the white silk transforming into black silk, its aura changing from pure and dignified to cold and ruthless.

In the next instant, his body erupted with sword energy like silken rain, his entire being becoming like smoke and mist.

The key was his crazed voice.

"Dear sister-in-law, I'm here to capture you alive!"

The Murong brothers, who were initially worried about his safety, instantly realized what was happening.

This was the old demon Duan!

Although he was the old demon Duan who had been burdened with countless accusations, he was still a demon.

And so, in an instant, he began to worry about his sister.

"Wanwan! Be careful!"

The White-Haired Witch, Fu Wanjun, was also taken aback.

She saw that the person before her was clean and tidy, appearing to be a gentle doctor, and thought he would be easy to deal with, but the reality exceeded her expectations.

He immediately used the sword finger, an extremely difficult technique to master in swordsmanship, coupled with his Dharma appearance, making him a formidable opponent.

Indeed, how could someone who mingled with this ungrateful man be an ordinary person?

Later, he even launched a bizarre sneak attack with sword energy from his toes, injuring her.

At this point, Fu Wanjun was completely enraged.

Since cultivating the "Profound Jade Heart Sutra" and developing this head of white hair, she had rarely been injured.

Or rather, she had never encountered an opponent capable of injuring her.

Tonight's encounter filled her with rage, and she intended to vent her anger on this ungrateful man's friend!

But at that moment, looking at the transformed Dharma appearance and hearing the crazed laughter, she felt a long-lost throbbing in her temples.

Eerie, insane.

She knew that she was known as the "White-Haired Witch" in the martial world, but the man before her, who looked as refined as a doctor, seemed even more demonic and insane than she was.

Even though she had the upper hand and could easily trap and torture him with her hair, she had a premonition that she would be the one to suffer.

Until the cry of "Wanwan! Be careful!", Fu Wanjun was startled and quickly retreated, her silver-white hair coiling around to protect her.

Almost at the same time, dozens of jade sword finger energies transformed into arcs and bombarded her.

Her silver-white hair was incredibly tough, containing profound jade inner strength, but it was temporarily curled up by the bombardment.

The White-Haired Witch, who originally had straight hair, was almost turned into curly hair.

More importantly, Fu Wanjun realized that her feet had left the ground, and then she quickly became dizzy.

Duan Yun's black silk jade sword true energy this time followed an arc, no longer randomly bizarre and unpredictable, but contained hidden patterns.

The pattern was to make Fu Wanjun's feet leave the ground and then spin her like a top.

After Duan Yun spun her wildly, he was about to rush up to complete the final capture when he heard a bang, and the White-Haired Witch's body tilted and crashed to the ground.

Shen Ying stood there holding a brick, looking happy, and said, "The White-Haired Witch was captured alive by me."

Duan Yun exclaimed, "You cheated! You ambushed! You stole the credit!"

As he spoke, he was about to press down on the fallen White-Haired Witch's body.

But Shen Ying quickly picked up Fu Wanwan, stopping him, and said, "She was knocked down by my brick!"

Soon, the two of them began to argue about who deserved the credit for capturing the White-Haired Witch.

During the argument, Fu Wanjun was held in their hands, swaying left and right, like a large doll.

For a moment, the Murong brothers felt that these two were the real demons, a male and female demon, and that Wanwan was so pitiful in their hands!

"Put down my sister!"

The Murong brothers shouted, wielding kitchen knives.

The White-Haired Witch was finally captured.

Because of Duan Yun's sword energy bombardment, her long, straight white hair had turned into large curly waves, revealing her face, which, even unconscious, was considered dignified and beautiful.

Seeing this, Shen Ying said, "The Murong brothers aren't much to look at, but their sister is quite pretty."

Indeed, especially after being turned into curly hair by Duan Yun, she even had a bit of exotic charm.

The Murong brothers strongly objected to this, saying, "I'm actually quite good-looking, I just haven't tidied up."

"You call this not tidied up?" Duan Yun and Shen Ying said with disdain.

Today, the Murong brothers had washed their faces at least five times, their feet four times, and changed their hairstyles three times.

After that, he stayed by the side of the unconscious White-Haired Witch.

Although upon meeting again, his lover had become his sister, and their former affections had turned into battles, the Murong brothers still wanted to maintain his demeanor.

For a moment, his emotions became even more melancholic.

Duan Yun kindly advised, "You can't go on like this."

The Murong brothers struggled, saying, "But what can I do?"

Lovers couldn't be lovers, they became siblings, and his sister wanted to kill her brother, this curse of the Twelvefold Spring Rain was truly terrifying.

"Your sister stabs people with her hair at the slightest disagreement, like she's gone mad. If you ask me, we should follow the original plan and lock her in the cellar for proper treatment, maybe she'll get better."

"I recently learned a lightning therapy, maybe it'll have miraculous effects."

As he spoke, Duan Yun released lightning from his palm, eyeing Fu Wanjun with predatory intent.

The Murong brothers quickly protected their sister behind them, anxiously saying, "Don't mess around!"

At this moment, Fu Wanjun had just woken up and immediately saw Duan Yun releasing electricity from his palm, and was so frightened that she curled up.

Then, she felt a pain in her head.

Before fainting, she felt like she had been hit by something blunt and passed out.

The one who attacked should be the woman in the Taoist robe.

For a moment, she felt that this place was terrifying.

At this time, looking at the ungrateful man protecting her behind him, Fu Wanjun's eyes became complex and painful.

"You ungrateful scoundrel, let me go!" Fu Wanjun struggled.

The Murong brothers realized that she was awake and quickly said, "Wanwan, calm down."

"Don't call me that."

"Sister."

"Go to hell! You scoundrel, you've made me suffer so much."

Duan Yun was observing this tragic love drama when Shen Ying walked over and said, "Other people are having a long-awaited reunion, what are you doing here?"

Duan Yun said with a straight face, "I'm a doctor, I'm observing the condition."

Shen Ying then remembered that this guy seemed to be a gynecologist.

"Wanwan!"

Suddenly, the situation changed drastically.

The Murong brothers saw Fu Wanjun's hair floating again, knocking them to the ground, and then twisting like fingers to tap on her acupoints, trying to break free.

In the next moment, a shadow flew past.

This time, the White-Haired Witch, Fu Wanjun, reacted extremely quickly, tilting her head to dodge.

The brick thrown by Shen Ying flew past her head.

"Bad woman, why are you helping... uh!"

With a thud, the brick, wrapped in a mysterious force, bounced off the wall and hit Fu Wanjun's head again, causing her to faint again.

At this time, Duan Yun walked over, looked at the White-Haired Witch, and placed his hand on her head.

The Murong brothers were startled and said, "What are you doing?"

"Can't you see your sister is sick? I'm going to treat her." Duan Yun said with a serious face.

"Treat her?"

The Murong brothers then realized that this guy did seem to be a doctor.

And a gynecologist.

"Wait, where are you taking her?"

At this time, Duan Yun had already carried Fu Wanjun on his shoulders.

"To the cellar, where else can I treat her?" Duan Yun said with a straight face.

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