Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

"Resentment?" Zhao Xuan seemed like a pervert. He took out all the humiliation he suffered from Lu Hao on the woman in front of him.

"I really like the scene of you kneeling on the ground, begging me to give you a sweet bite." Zhao Xuan drew out his sword inhumanely, and then stabbed it again, splashing blood.

The last sword pierced the beautiful woman's buttocks, and the bright red blood bloomed like a delicate flower.

The beautiful woman screamed miserably. She was breathing in less than out and was tortured beyond recognition.

"Ah!" Qing'er, who was seven or eight years old, pushed open the door with her little hands and saw this horrifying scene. She was so scared that she couldn't help but scream.

"Qing'er... run!" When the beautiful woman saw her daughter rushing in, she screamed miserably, her eyes full of despair and worry.

"Little girl, come in and keep your uncle company!" A strange light flashed in Zhao Xuan's eyes.

"Mother!" Qing'er was so scared that her face turned pale and tears fell. She wanted to go forward to help.

"Don't worry about me, just go!" The beautiful woman didn't know where the strength came from, and she hugged Zhao Xuan's legs, trying to delay time, but it didn't have any effect of stopping him.

"Go to hell!" Zhao Xuan didn't care about the old feelings at all. He drew his sword and chopped off the beautiful woman's head. Blood spurted out high and the head rolled on the ground like a fallen gourd. He chased after her calmly.

"Qing'er, come to your uncle quickly and let him take good care of you and love you!" Zhao Xuan looked at the petite girl in front of him with an evil light in his eyes.

"No!" Qing'er was extremely scared. She stumbled all the way away, her eyes blurred with tears, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"Puff!" Qing'er kicked a stone in panic and fell down. Her little hand was scratched by the sharp stone and blood flowed out.

"Qing'er, your uncle will lock you up in the future so that you can accompany me forever!" Zhao Xuan had an extremely evil heart. He stretched out a hand and grabbed Qing'er's weak shoulder.

"Stop!" A big man rushed out waving a heavy sword and slashed at his outstretched claws.

"You dare to ruin my good thing? You are really looking for death!" Zhao Xuan was furious when he saw that someone dared to stop him, and fought fiercely with the person who came.

"Uncle Zhang Hu!" Qing'er instantly recognized the identity of the big man and exclaimed in surprise. The man was a cultivator from Black Stone City. He would come over to drink tea whenever he was free. After a while, he had some admiration for the beautiful woman, and every time he came, he would bring her some small gifts.

"Qing'er, run away!" The big man was obviously at a disadvantage, but he still tried his best to resist.

"You can't leave!" Zhao Xuan originally wanted to keep Qing'er in captivity and make her his exclusive lover in the future, but now it seems he has to kill her.

He slashed a sword energy towards Qing'er's slender neck. Zhang Hu tried to block it, and the sword energy deflected a few inches and cut off one of her small hands.

"You beast, you didn't even let go of such a young child. I'm going to fight you!" The big man's eyes were about to burst when he saw this scene. The spiritual power in his body surged out and he fought fiercely with Zhao Xuan.

"Ah!" Qing'er let out a scream of pain, her little face was extremely pale, and a lot of blood gushed out of her arm. She stumbled and fled into Black Stone City.

At this time, Lu Hao also walked out of the weapon refining workshop. The production of this magic weapon was very complicated and would take at least half a month, so he was bored and came out for a stroll.

He felt the cool breeze and let out a breath. Compared to the outside world, the temperature in the refining room was too high and made people feel a little depressed.

This street was very busy and crowded with people. Suddenly, a weak figure bumped into him.

"I'm sorry, uncle!" Qing'er said weakly with a pale face. After saying this, she fell into a coma.

Lu Hao hurriedly picked her up and was shocked to see Qing'er's bloody broken arm. Who would be so cruel to such a young child?

He quickly stopped the bleeding and at the same time refined a blood jade ginseng into Qing'er's body. Soon the other party woke up.

"Why are you walking alone on the street? Where is your father?" Lu Hao couldn't help but ask.

"My father was killed by bandits a few years ago." Qing'er sobbed softly.

"What about your mother?" Lu Hao sighed in his heart.

"My mother, who depended on me for everything, was just killed by a demon!" When she said this, Qing'er burst into tears.

Hearing this, Lu Hao felt a little touched. His father also died very early, and his mother brought a different man home every day, acting unscrupulously in front of him without any concealment.

"Take me to see what's going on. If the broken arm is found in time, maybe it can be reattached." Lu Hao's voice was very gentle.

"Uncle, you are a good man, but the person who killed my mother is very powerful. I don't want you to go to die!" Qing'er cried and shook her head without telling him the location.

"Don't worry, the person who wants to kill me may not be born yet. Take me there quickly!" Lu Hao showed a sunny smile.

"Okay, then you have to be careful!" Qing'er was very kind-hearted and even knew how to think about him.

"Let's go!" Lu Hao rubbed Qing'er's little head and took her flying on the sword to the scene of the accident.

He soon arrived at the herbal tea shop, and the scene in front of him shocked him. There were five or six corpses lying in the tea stall, and it looked like they were killed just for drinking tea.

"Is this a murder to silence someone?" Lu Hao muttered. Soon he found Qing'er's severed arm. The broken arm could no longer be reattached. One part of the arm was deliberately crushed by someone, and the bones inside were turned into powder.

"Which beast did this? It's so cruel!" Lu Hao sighed.

"Wow, Uncle Zhang Hu, I'm sorry for getting you into trouble!" The girl looked at the corpse in front of her and suddenly burst into tears. Zhang Hu, who had helped her stop Zhao Xuan from chasing her, was cut in half.

"Oh!" He gently patted the girl's delicate shoulders, not knowing how to comfort her. The world of cultivating immortals is so cruel, and the weak can only be bullied.

"Where did your mother die!" Lu Hao couldn't help but said softly.

"My mother died in that bamboo house." Qing'er kept wiping her tears, her eyes were red and swollen from crying.

Lu Hao was the first to walk to the gate of the bamboo house. Looking at the messy scene in front of him, even with his calm temperament, he couldn't help but be shocked and hurriedly covered the little girl's eyes.

A naked female corpse was lying on the table. Her head had been neatly chopped off by a sharp blade and fell to the ground. The woman's lower body was covered in blood, and the house was filled with a bloody smell.

"This murderer is such a beast!" Lu Hao looked at the head with a look of horror and let out a long breath.