Volume Five, Chapter 144: The End of Time

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Volume Five, Chapter 144: The End of Time

This day, Yin Yang Mansion is so lively!

As a veteran force in the Wind Wolf Territory, it is impossible to verify how many years the Yin Yang Mansion has been inherited.

Naturally, Xuanyuan Aoji was not the first master of the Yin Yang Palace.

The barrier will be cleared and the war will begin. As the top eleven major forces in the Wind Wolf Domain, they are responsible for all planning.

On the occasion of his three thousandth birthday, Xuanyuan Aoji insisted on inviting the leaders of ten other major forces to the Yin Yang Mansion.

The Xuanshuang Sword Sect has always been at odds with the Yin and Yang Mansion, but when it comes to such major events as going to war with the Gods, almost all the strong men have the same attitude.

Each of the four major regions of the human race has its own powerful enemies, and the Wind Wolf Region cannot let the other three major regions look down upon it, right?

As the commander-in-chief, Gu Yunmeng had no choice but to come here.

As for whether Xuanyuan Aoji is three thousand years old or not, it is not something worthy of attention.

The birthday banquet lasted for half a month.

On Yin Yang Mountain, the inside and outside of Yin Yang Mansion were also bustling for half a month.

As one of the eleven famous major forces in the Wind Wolf Domain, its leader turned three thousand years old. Naturally, the large and small forces who came to congratulate him were not in good shape. In addition, we are now on the cusp of a race war. In addition to congratulations, many people wanted to Taking this opportunity to find out, even from the other three major domains, there are many powerful people coming from afar.

The house was full of guests, and the lively scene was no less than that of a strong man establishing a sect.

Today is the sixteenth day.

On the straight stone steps reaching the sky, there is an endless stream of pedestrians.

Xuanyuan Aoji did not disappoint these friends who wished him a happy birthday. They came and left happily.

On the long stone steps, there was a man dressed in white, holding a wooden sword in his hand, and slowly walked up the stone steps.

He seemed to be walking very slowly. Pedestrians looked strange and wanted to give him some advice, but found that the man had disappeared before their eyes. They were frightened and swallowed back some unsaid words.



The secret room of Yin Yang Mansion.

This place is located deep in the heart of Yin Yang Mountain and is extremely secretive. Even a sixth-grade Xuanxian would have difficulty detecting it through his spiritual thoughts. However, here, he can easily hear the laughter and laughter outside.

An everlasting flame was lit around the chamber, keeping it open.

There are not many furnishings in the secret room, but there are many people.

A dozen men in black sat in a circle, making various strange postures with one hand, and crushing the pills with the other hand, and followed the airflow to the center.

The person in the middle was Feng Hanshuang. She was in a semi-conscious state with a haggard and pale face. She wanted to fight, but was unable to do so and could only let the air flow invade her body.

Outside the circle, Mo Rufeng was sitting on a stool, watching the scene quietly, his eyes never leaving Feng Hanshuang for a moment.

Thinking back to those days on the battleship, his heart is still burning.

such a pity! Mo Rufeng felt a little uncomfortable when he thought that Feng Hanshuang had become a cauldron after being traded with her.

Two people stood behind him with dull eyes, it was Yu Wenhao and Yu Wendong.

This is the forbidden technique of Blood Soul Cliff!

Naturally, these people are not trying to save Feng Hanshuang, but have other purposes.



Over the past year, Feng Hanshuang has endured inhuman treatment!

She never thought that Yu Wenhao would attack her again.

The previous time was excusable. After all, Yu Wenhao was cursed at that time. During those days in the Xuanshuang Sword Sect, Yu Wenhao felt guilty about this incident and begged Feng Hanshuang for forgiveness more than once. Every time, Feng Hanshuang laughed it off. For her, being able to reunite with her husband and son made everything worthwhile.

In Wujian City, their family lived in seclusion and lived a peaceful life without fighting against the world. However, the good times did not last long, and Feng Hanshuang did not expect that Yu Wenhao would attack him again without any signs of suspicion. When Feng Hanshuang woke up for the first time, she felt someone pressing on her, invading her like a mad dog.

Mo Rufeng!

When she saw this person's face clearly, humiliation and anger filled Feng Hanshuang's heart, but she was unable to resist because all her cultivation was imprisoned.

She had a very hard time!

Every night, Mo Rufeng arrived on time, while his husband and son stood blankly aside.

Feng Hanshuang still didn't expect that the nightmare had just begun.

The body and mind were tortured, but it did not hinder Feng Hanshuang's knowledge. She knew that she had been taken to the Blood Soul Cliff.

The two demons used various elixirs to nurse her back to health, but Feng Hanshuang knew that they were not so kind. Just one day later, her nightmare started again.

The two demons took turns to torture her, almost draining her blood.

When Feng Hanshuang woke up again, she was already in this secret room. She didn't know that this was the Yin and Yang Mansion.

At this time, she was already devastated. If she still had some strength left, she would definitely end her life resolutely, rather than suffer such endless torture.

However, she does not have this ability.



Time came to the day of Xuanyuan Aoji's birthday, and the forbidden technique was also announced to be completed. The dozen or so men in black were recharging their energy.

Feng Hanshuang's pale face had a little more color, and her overall condition looked very good, but she felt weak all over.

She leaned against the wall quietly, opposite her husband and son, but she felt lonely and helpless.

She didn't blame them, but her heart was already as gray as ashes.

During this period, Mo Rufeng had been away for a few days. After all, it was the palace lord's birthday outside, and it was hard for him to be absent all the time.

But the birthday was not over yet, and he couldn't wait to return to the secret room.

"Fairy Feng, who used to be respected by others, where is your arrogance?"

Mo Rufeng walked up to him and looked down at Feng Hanshuang.

Feng Hanshuang did not move at all.

Mo Rufeng knelt down and looked at her for a while, then Youyou said: "To tell you the truth, the days on the battleship were the happiest days of my life..."

Feng Hanshuang suddenly opened his eyes, stared at the other party fiercely, and a mouthful of spit flew out.

This spit had no lethality at all, but Mo Rufeng hit him right in the face because of his lack of precaution.

Mo Rufeng was not angry, he stretched out his hand to wipe it, and said with a smile: "Does Fairy Feng still have the strength? Do you also miss those days?"

After smiling, his hand touched Feng Hanshuang's face, who subconsciously tilted his head.

Mo Rufeng held her chin and threw a pill into her mouth.

This elixir can help Feng Hanshuang regain some strength. He likes to see her struggle.

Feng Hanshuang was helpless. This little strength would not bring him any benefit at all, but would only make him fall into greater humiliation.

Mo Rufeng moved his hand down, gently pinched Feng Hanshuang's neck, and put his other hand directly into the other person's clothes.

Feng Hanshuang felt very humiliated that she had even the slightest reaction.

Is it that elixir just now?

Feng Hanshuang is very skilled in elixir refining and has a strong ability to identify the medicinal properties of elixirs. The elixir just now gave her a little strength, but more of it was a different feeling.

She didn't know how many kinds of elixirs she had tried. Her body's resistance to elixirs was naturally strong enough, but she still couldn't completely resist the effects of this elixir. This proved how powerful the elixir that Mo Rufeng fed her was. big!

At this time, Mo Rufeng's voice sounded again.

"Fairy Feng is very honest! Mo really wants those people outside to see that Fairy Feng, who has always been cold in their eyes, is actually a mare behind her back who can't stand any teasing!"

"Mo Rufeng, you must die a good death!" Feng Hanshuang cursed helplessly.

Suddenly, her body trembled. It turned out that Mo Rufeng's hand went all the way down and reached into her abdomen.

"You, you kill me!" Feng Hanshuang said tremblingly.

"Kill you? I really can't bear to do it, but..."

Mo Rufeng let go of Feng Hanshuang's neck, pulled out the lower hand, smiled, and tore open her thin clothes with a "squeak" sound.

Feng Hanshuang did not scream. She leaned forward while she had some strength. When Mo Rufeng was stunned, she opened her mouth and bit his ear. She used all her strength to close her two rows of teeth.

"Bitch!"

Mo Rufeng shouted, pushed Feng Hanshuang down with one hand, and slapped her with the other hand.

Feng Hanshuang hit the wall, and the pain increased, but she ignored it at all and spat the minced meat in her mouth towards Mo Rufeng with a sneer.

Mo Rufeng dodged away, glared at her fiercely, covered his ears with one hand, and took out a thick stick with the other hand.

Feng Hanshuang closed her eyes in despair. The little strength she finally recovered had completely disappeared, and she could only be at the mercy of the other party.

Come and try it quickly. 】

"Bitch! I, Mo, am also a germophobe. The thought of you screaming at the top of your lungs under the torture of those two adults makes Mo feel sick. You want to die, right? Don't worry, you only have these few words. God is alive. Once the forbidden technique is unfolded, you won't be able to live even if you want to. In the end, you will only be drained of your essence and blood, and you can only die slowly in the process of aging. But now..."

Mo Rufeng chuckled and raised the thick stick in his hand.

He roughly pulled off Feng Hanshuang's belt and wanted to...

Feng Hanshuang's eyelids moved slightly.

At that moment, she was completely devastated, but vaguely, she saw a figure speeding towards her.

"Don't-" she yelled in her mind.



Just now, Yu Wenhao's mind had a slight fluctuation. Taking advantage of this flash of inspiration, he quickly grabbed Yu Wendong's hand and circulated his immortal power.

Yuwenhao knew that the curse on him was much deeper than Yuwendong, so he could only think of using this method.

The curse in Yu Wendong's body was instantly relieved, and memories of the past came flooding back, and the scene in front of him came into view.

Yu Wendong had been separated from his mother since he was a child. There was almost no trace of Feng Hanshuang in his memory, but the years he spent in the Xuanshuang Sword Sect were his happiest years.

Feng Hanshuang wished she could give him all her maternal love and doted on him. Even if Yu Wendong made any mistakes, she would turn a blind eye and be reluctant to say even a serious word.

How can a son turn a blind eye when his mother is so insulted?

At that moment, Yuwendong didn't think about anything and rushed over desperately.



Mo Rufeng is not a weakling!

He did not look back. Although he was a little surprised that Yu Wendong broke through the curse, he was not panicked at all.

The five fingers of the hand covering his ear suddenly moved, and then the stick of the other hand pushed back.

Yuwendong's figure was blocked for a moment, and at that moment, the stick in Mo Rufeng's hand pierced his throat.

"Xiaodong!" Feng Hanshuang cried sadly in her heart.

Yuwendong's eyes bulged and he slowly fell down.

Mo Rufeng was still angry and stamped on his head with one hand, taking away his last glimmer of hope.

"You can't help me, Adou! Do you want to kill your master?" he cursed.

Turning around and taking a look at Feng Hanshuang, who was disheveled, his heart began to waver again.

His hands grabbed Feng Hanshuang's neck again, very hard.

Feng Hanshuang's body gradually left the ground, and all his breath was blocked in his throat.

"Kill me!" She screamed in her heart, looking forward to it.