Senior brothers, please stop abusing me. I'm going to change my ways to be merciless.

In an inconspicuous woodshed in the alley, the sounds of whipping and insults were intertwined.

"You heartless little bitch! I've raised you for so long, and even a dog has more conscience than you... Tell me! Where did you hide that top-grade spirit stone?!"

The woman had a ferocious face and was holding a thin vine. If you looked closely, you could see that the vine was stained red with blood.

Another whip came down and the vines broke.

Alan couldn't shout anymore. She sobbed, "I didn't, I really didn't, wuwuwuwu."

She had explained countless times that the immortal had not given her the spirit stone, but the woman just didn't believe it.

She had eaten too much and was too happy yesterday, so she woke up late today and suddenly woke up at noon. When she hurried to the inn to look for the fairy sister, she found that she was gone.

She didn't know where Fan Li had gone, maybe he had left Qingyun City.

Alan only blamed himself for being too sleepy and missing out on that top-grade spirit stone.

So she returned to the alley in disappointment.

However, the woman was certain that she had hidden the spirit stone and insisted on forcing her to give it to her.

She doesn't have it at all. Even if you beat her to death, she can't get it out!

But the woman became furious and beat him harder and harder, refusing to stop.

It was the first time that Brother Awen confronted a woman for her and was also dragged into the matter. He was kicked unconscious by the man and dragged out.

Alan was in so much pain that her whole body was numb. She thought it would be better if she died. She had had enough of this endless suffering.

But she didn't want to implicate Brother Awen.

She always knew that although Brother Awen was mean and mean to her on the surface, he was actually protecting her.

Just like yesterday, if Brother Awen hadn't deliberately pushed her away in front of the immortal and made her look miserable, she wouldn't have been chosen by the immortal.

Brother Awen has always been playing the bad guy.

Only if he treats her badly can her "parents" turn a blind eye to her.

Awen is so stupid. If he had just kept pretending, she would have been the only one to die...

The woman had a conspicuous black mole at the corner of her mouth, which made her look very mean.

"You still want to lie to me?"

"I went to the inn and asked, and the waiter said that the person left early in the morning. Did that woman give you the spirit stone yesterday? Where did you hide it?!"

"Or did you use it to buy food?"

The woman seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly lifted the hem of her skirt and walked forward. She bent down, grabbed Alan's collar, and sniffed him carefully.

"That's the taste of Lingyunxuan, for sure. It's Lingyunxuan's spiritual food, and eating it can improve your cultivation. I haven't even tasted it, so why should a little beggar like you get to eat it?!"

As she spoke, the woman turned her head again and looked at the children standing in a row in the corner, her eyes as sharp as knives.

When they noticed the woman looking at them, they couldn't help but show fear on their faces and trembled like quails.

Before the woman could speak, a little boy confessed fearfully:

"Mom, Alan brought back a lot of delicious food last night, and we couldn't resist and ate it all. She also asked us not to tell you... I'm sorry, Mom, we won't dare to do that again! Please don't hit us, wuwuwuwu!"

The woman laughed out loud in anger when she heard this.

She grabbed Alan's hair as if he was holding a dead dog.

Alan's face was distorted with pain on his scalp.

"Good! So you used the spirit stones to buy food at Lingyunxuan. It seems you've used them all. No wonder you don't have any on you. You even hid it from me. You really are a heartless and ungrateful person!!"

Alan quickly explained: "No, I didn't. Those were given to me by my sister."

The woman laughed out loud, and her laughter was extremely creepy.

His tone suddenly changed: "You actually want to lie to me!"

Alan said weakly: "What I said is true..."

"Don't you see who you are and who the other person is? How could there be such a kind-hearted cultivator in the world who would actually give precious spiritual food to a little beggar, an ant?"

"What's more, she's a Jindan cultivator. Those powerful ones are always so arrogant. They're already showing great favor by letting a mere beggar like you get close to them. How could they possibly let you defile spiritual food?"

"Are you kidding me?"

The woman's voice was sharp and her expression was a little crazy, it was hard to tell whether she was mocking or jealous.

Whether she believed it or not, Alan had fainted and could not explain himself.

Seeing this, the woman threw Alan to the ground, glanced at the door, and complained: "Why hasn't Brother Zhuo come back yet?"

Qingyun City is not allowed to kill innocent people, and even they have to abide by this rule, so they would secretly take the ignorant children and sink them into the pond at night.

There are plenty of babies anyway, and you can buy a child from a mortal couple with just one or two low-grade spirit stones.

Those who are disobedient and useless will all be drowned.

At this moment, there were two knocks on the door.

The woman was busy putting Alan into a sack. Without even turning around, she said, "Just push the door open and come in. When did you become so polite?"

knock knock.

Still a knock on the door.

The woman clicked her tongue and turned to open the door.

Under the pale moonlight, the man's dull face came into view.

The woman shuddered inexplicably, but without thinking much, she casually asked, "Why did you take so long this time?"

Snapped!

Without saying a word, the man raised his hand and slapped the woman.

The woman was blinded.

"Cheng Zhuo! How dare you hit me?!"

In terms of cultivation, women's cultivation is higher than men's. Although they are nominally husband and wife, it has always been the woman who takes the lead, and the man only does the work.

This slap can be regarded as an act of insubordination.

"Bitch."

A curse uttered from the man's mouth.

The woman was instantly enraged and slapped the man on the chest.

The man was knocked back a few steps and instantly came to his senses.

But he saw the woman rushing up with a sword and slashing at his face.

The man was horrified and rolled on the ground. He finally stood up and wanted to explain something, but the woman was suddenly knocked away by a spiritual power.

And the sword actually returned to the man's hand.

"Cheng Zhuo, you really want to kill me! Then you can forget about living!" A hint of pain flashed in the woman's eyes, but there was more murderous intent.

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman rushed over to kill him.

At this point, the man had to fight back in order to save his life.

What's more, he has long been dissatisfied with the distribution of interests between them. He has always been doing the most tiring work, but has received the least spirit stones, and still has to apologize to this tigress every day.

He had had enough.

There was a genuine murderous intent in the man's eyes.

Bang bang bang!

The two of them started fighting over a disagreement.

But he didn't notice the two figures on the roof.

Fan Li propped up one leg, resting his elbow on it, sitting lazily on the roof. Ah Wen was a little afraid of heights, so he lay there, not daring to move.

He looked at the two people fighting fiercely below, then looked at Fan Li, as if he wanted to say something.

Fan Li put a finger to his lips and made a gesture of silence. Awen pursed his lips and stopped talking.

The children hid in the house and didn't dare to go out. It was the first time they saw their "parents" fighting with each other.

Not long after, the woman was pierced through the shoulder by the man's sword and nailed to the wooden stake.

Cheng Zhuo said proudly, "Third Lady, you never thought that this day would come to you!"

Sanniang's face turned pale and she spat the blood in her mouth onto the man's face.

The man stuck out his tongue and licked the sweet blood on the edge of his mouth. He smiled and said, "Third Lady, we are husband and wife. I will see you off to your last destination."

Suddenly, Cheng Zhuo's face changed and he stepped back.

Cheng Zhuo fell to the ground due to the severe pain in his lower abdomen.

"You! There's poison in your blood!"

Sanniang curled the corners of her mouth with difficulty, raised her hand, grasped the long sword, and pulled it out of her body with force.

"Hmph, compared to me, you're still a little behind."

Sanniang covered her wound and walked step by step to Cheng Zhuo, her eyes full of disappointment.

"As husband and wife, I will also see you off for the last time."

Cheng Zhuo was filled with resentment and opened his mouth to curse, but his eyes suddenly widened, his eyeballs seemed to be about to pop out, and veins bulged on his forehead.

Then his head tilted and he died of the poison.

Sanniang looked away indifferently. She wanted to deal with Cheng Zhuo's body before dawn.

"Awen, come and help."

She subconsciously called out, but received no response. Then she realized that Awen had been drowned in the pond by Cheng Zhuo.

Sanniang curled her lips and glanced at the dolls in the room, and found that none of them could compare to Awen.

A nameless anger surged into my head.

If she hadn't been seriously injured by Cheng Zhuo, she would have thrown all these useless little beasts into the river to feed the fish!

The third lady was helpless and furious. She supported herself with her sword, her figure staggering slightly, and she seemed so weak that she would fall down with a single push.

Just as she turned around and was about to find a bigger sack, Sanniang saw someone who shouldn't be here.

"Awen?"

Awen was standing at the door of the woodshed, with a dagger in his hand that was shining coldly. Behind him was a group of children who were younger than him.

When Sanniang saw the dagger in his hand, she immediately understood what was going on and sneered, "This is outrageous! You dare even ride on my head?"

"Even if I'm injured, it's not your turn to step on me, you little beast!"

Awen didn't waste time talking to her. He held the hilt of the knife and rushed towards Sanniang quickly.

Sanniang snorted coldly and raised her sword.

No matter how fast a mortal is, he will automatically appear twice as fast in the eyes of a cultivator. Even if she is seriously injured, she is more than capable of dealing with Awen.

To put it bluntly, she didn't take a ten-year-old child seriously at all.

"You gave me a chance but you didn't run away. Now you dare to come back. I think you think your life is too long!"