Mr. Zhan's obscure girlfriend is a cultivator

There was thunder rumbling above Qin Yao's head and scorched earth beneath his feet. He smelled the burnt smell coming from his body and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

She had survived the many dangers on the road to immortality, but she didn't expect to die at the last step of becoming an immortal.

Looking up at the thunder rumbling above his head, Qin Yao grabbed the sleeve of his torn robe and wiped away the blood from the corner of his lips.

Another electric arc as thick as a bucket fell on his body. Qin Yao slowly closed his eyes and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

In a dim room, beside a large snow-white bed, a fat man less than 1.7 meters tall and weighing at least 250 pounds was looking at the beautiful girl on the bed with lustful eyes.

The girl was obviously unconscious and did not react at all when the fat, dirty hand gently stroked her cheek.

"My dear, you finally fell into my hands..."

As he spoke, the man licked his lips, which were thicker than sausages, and his fat body fell directly on the girl, but he did not notice that at the moment he fell, the girl's hand slowly touched his head.

When Qin Yao regained consciousness, he felt a lump of meat pressing on his body, a pair of fat pig hands wandering all over his body, and a warm breath next to his ears.

He instinctively raised his hands and easily grabbed the man's head, but he didn't expect the other person's hair to fall off as soon as he pulled it, revealing a bald forehead.

The one who wanted to molest me was actually a playboy monk?

Qin Yao hated this kind of people the most. She threw away the wig in her hand, followed the man's bald head, grabbed his two ears and pulled them back hard.

"Ah... my ears..."

The fat man who was busy with Qin Yao felt pain and raised his head with a grim expression, but saw that she looked confused and obviously not fully awake yet.

With a cold snort, the obese man was about to continue his previous action when he felt a sudden pain in his stomach. His body flew backwards uncontrollably, and then he fell heavily to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

Without the dirty hands and the lump of fat pressing on him, Qin Yao finally felt much more comfortable. He covered his head, which felt like it was exploding, with both hands, slowly opened his eyes, and looked around the room in confusion.

"Where am I?"

Her head hurt so much and her memory was very confused that she tapped her temples lightly with her hands, her heart full of confusion.

"Bitch, if you serve me well today, I will give you the number four female tomorrow..."

Just as Qin Yao was trying to make sense of everything around him, the fat man finally got up from the ground, holding his stomach and returning to the bed.

"Damn it, bitch, I didn't expect you to be so strong, wait and see how I punish you..."

Qin Yao didn't understand what he was saying. When his hand was about to touch her, her body instinctively took away one of his arms.

"Ah... bitch... you're dead. No matter how much you apologize to me today, you can't get any role from me..."

The fat man howled in pain, then covered his arm where the clamp had fallen off and cursed.

"Noisy."

Qin Yao snorted coldly, grabbed a piece of rag from the side and covered the fat man's mouth.

The fat man tried to grab the rag out of his mouth with his intact hand, but Qin Yao warned him coldly: "If you dare to move or say another word, I will tear off all your arms and legs."

His left arm was still broken off. Knowing that Qin Yao could really do what she said, the fat man looked at her with horror, but did not dare to move.

Qin Yao had a headache and felt like it was about to explode. He kicked the fat man on the leg.

"Why is it so dark in here?"

The fat man did not dare to delay and hurriedly turned on the lights in the room.

As the lights turned on, Qin Yao looked at the tidy and clean yet completely unfamiliar room. His doubts grew deeper and his head hurt more.

Breathe deeply, and breathe deeply again.

Qin Yao tried hard to control his mind, slowly calmed himself down, and looked at the fat man with cold eyes.

"This is where?"

When the fat man heard Qin Yao's question, he pointed to the rag in his mouth. Seeing that she did not object, he quickly took the rag out of his mouth.

"This is the Blue Sky Hotel, room 333..."

What Blue Sky Hotel, what room number 333, it sounds like this is not a good place.

Qin Yao looked at everything unfamiliar, frowned and asked: "How can I leave here?"

"I...I'll lead the way..."

The fat man tried to please her.

"Walk……"

Qin Yao endured the headache and stared at the fat man in front of him, as if he would kill him if he dared to make any move.

The fat man was really afraid of her. He covered his broken arm, opened the door, and saw that Qin Yao was still some distance away from him, so he quickly ran away.

Qin Yao had no idea what was going on outside. He watched the fat man run away. He endured the headache, closed the door, and began to sit cross-legged in meditation.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Qin Yao instantly fainted on the ground...