Quick Wear: The scumbag is on the prowl, beware

Ling Haoran endured repeated torture in the hell of inner demons, dying and coming back to life over and over again.

When Qi An and Fugui saw him, he had just come down from the mountain of knives covered in blood and was jumping into the oil wok.

"Ouch, our diver's splash isn't perfect enough. Sister An An, please stand further away. Watch out for oil splashing on you."

Qi An applauded: "It seems that the illusion is quite effective."

Fugui thought, this is not just good, it is simply wonderful.

The mountain of knives, the cauldron of oil and the torture instruments were all real, but there was no executioner.

The scenes of his life that Ling Haoran saw, and those girls did not exist at all. He was the only one in this illusion from beginning to end.

He climbed the mountain of knives himself, jumped into the wok of oil himself, pulled out his tongue and gouged out his eyes himself, and even skinned and boned himself with the knife.

The most amazing thing about this illusion is that whatever he fears will appear.

If you have no guilty conscience, then this illusion cannot hurt you at all.

Ling Haoran has done too many evil things, and his inner demons are so numerous that they can cause a person to suffer from claustrophobia. He can scare himself to death.

While he hated the girls for harming them, he was also afraid of being retaliated by them and going to hell after death, so his inner demons backfired on him many times over.

As for the system that aided and abetted the evil, once they entered the illusion, the connection between them was cut off.

It watched its host torture himself and tried various methods to wake him up, but to no avail.

It even wanted to give up the mission in this plane and take the host away to the next world.

But in the illusion, the teleportation function cannot be used.

Watching the host collapse again and again, it had no choice but to use its luck to protect his sanity, lest he drive himself crazy and trap it here forever.

So, with the "help" of the system, Ling Haoran was tortured over and over again while remaining conscious.

Ata listened to Ling Haoran's extravagant wish to be reborn and scolded him with a smile: "You wish for it. Kittens and puppies are so cute, do you think you deserve to be reborn?"

"Okay, seeing him so happy, I feel relieved. Let him stay here for now, and let's get down to business first." Qi An turned and left.

Fugui quickly followed and gave a suggestion: "Sister An An, arrange all the tortures from ancient times to the present for him. This guy is such a jerk."

"Yes, boss, arrange everything for him." Ata rarely agreed with Fugui.

"Okay." Qi An nodded, "Such a loyal old customer must be given VIP treatment."

The two left the illusion, leaving their screams and wails inside.

Next, Qi An took Ata and Fugui to seize the opportunities that belonged to Ye Ran one by one.

What kind of holy spiritual weapon, top-level natural treasures, inheritance of powerful people, spiritual stone veins...

She took advantage of every opportunity that came her way and took them all.

In the original text, although all of these were Ye Ran's fault in the end, in order to increase the appeal of the story, various difficulties and obstacles are always set for the protagonist.

Anyway, every opportunity requires a lot of effort and hard work to obtain, and there are also strong opponents who will create obstacles and compete for it openly and secretly.

But now, it is Qi An and Fugui's turn to get these opportunities. No matter what difficulties or opponents they encounter, they are not even worth mentioning.

Boss Qi doesn't even need to make a move, his wealth alone is enough to sweep the entire place.

The two gradually became famous in the Cangyue Continent. Within a few years, all cultivators knew that two little demons had emerged from the Tianxuan Sect.

Despite his young age, he has extraordinary cultivation and ruthless methods. Wherever he goes, no grass grows. He also likes to rob other thieves.

Among them, there was a girl named Ye Zhen who liked to blackmail people after beating them up. She loved gold and gems the most.

But he kept very little of it for himself and gave them all to the girl next to him named Ye Ran.

The two ferocious beasts carried the Chaos Tower and swept through the Cangyue Continent crazily. They ran to wherever treasures were born, and if there were no treasures, they would find places with rich spiritual energy to practice.

Ata has completely accepted Fugui as his teammate, and is willing to share his candied haws with Fugui occasionally, but that does not stop him from flirting with Fugui whenever he gets the chance.

As for Fugui, he is cruel to others and a green tea to others. He always sticks to Qi An by retreating to advance, which makes Ata very angry.

Five years later, at the remains of a powerful being.

The monks who came to seize the opportunity were lying on the ground, with bruises on their faces and bodies.

A slim and sweet-looking girl stood in the middle, stepped on the back of a monk and stretched out her hand.

"Hand over all your storage rings. You can choose between money or life."

A quarter of an hour later, Fugui's ten fingers were covered with storage rings, and the monks limped away dejectedly.

The stone door of the cave opened, and a tall and beautiful girl walked out.

She was dressed in black, with her hair tied up high. The wind made her hair messy, and the corners of her mouth were raised, making her look even more evil and crazy.

"Sister An An, are you done with your retreat?"

Fugui ran forward, took off all the rings on his ten fingers, held them in his hands and handed them to Qi An.

"Sister An An, these are the spoils of war. Here they are. Please keep them well."

Qi An took it, picked one out and gave it to Fugui, and touched her head: "Good performance, this is the bonus and commission."

"Okay, thank you Sister An An, Fugui loves you, muah." Fugui's eyes narrowed with joy.

Sister An An is so nice. Not only does she pay her salary on time, but she also gives her bonuses and commissions for good work, and she never deducts anything from her work.

In just a few years, she had her own little piggy bank and saved a small amount of money.

Just ask where to find such a conscientious boss?

Nowadays, she is rich and has a stable job.

"Sister An An, where are we going next?" Fugui asked.

"Let's go back to Tianxuan Sect. It's time to deal with that grandson."

"okay."

The hell of inner demons.

Ling Haoran had endured another round of punishment and was waiting for the next one with a numb face.

There is no time here, no day or night. He doesn't know how long he has been here. The torture and torment will never end.

His luck points have been used up, and he feels like he can't hold on any longer. He wishes he could disappear completely in the next second so that he won't have to suffer in hell anymore.

The system has given up struggling. It will be trapped here forever with this piece of trash.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the sky above hell, and the light from the sky came in. The long-lost sunshine shone on Ling Haoran's eyelids.

He opened his eyes. The sun was shining brightly in the sky and he was lying on the top of Biyun Peak.

[Host, great, we are finally out. ]

[Host, listen to me, next we...]

Ling Haoran had no time to pay attention to the system, and didn't even hear what it said. He jumped up and stripped himself naked.

He had a slender figure, tight and smooth skin, without any scars, and everything that had happened before seemed like just a long nightmare.

But the fear and pain deep in his soul reminded him that it was all real.

Ling Haoran looked around blankly for a long while, until his arms were bleeding, before he dared to believe that he was not dreaming and that he had really come out of hell.

His nose felt sore and he fell to the ground and burst into tears.