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However, in her despair, she discovered that she didn't even have the right to commit suicide. Her fate was completely in the hands of another man, and Zhou Zhiruo had reached the end of her despair!
"This is your punishment! If you ever try to escape again, I will not let you off easily!"
As he spoke, Luo Chen walked up to Zhou Zhiruo, pressed her head down, forced her to kneel on the ground, grabbed her head, and then punished her!
After a long time, Luo Chen finished punishing Zhou Zhiruo.
"You stay here and guard! After I finish my cultivation, I'll take you to find Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min to take revenge!"
After tidying everything up, Luo Chen took out a total of ten Lesser Demon Slave Pills and one Greater Demon Slave Pill and began to consume them.
With Luo Chen's current strength, he has only just entered the Acquired Realm. If he does not have a certain level of cultivation as a foundation, he will inevitably encounter many troubles along the way.
As the saying goes, "sharpening the axe won't delay the work of chopping wood." Although Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min had already rushed to Shaoshi Mountain to rescue Xie Xun, Luo Chen was fully aware of the plot.
To Luo Chen, the indecisive Zhang Wuji was like a child, someone he could easily toy with and kill!
Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo recalled the scene of Zhang Wuji abandoning her for Zhao Min, and the fire of jealousy in her heart burned again.
Zhang Wuji! Zhao Min! If it weren't for you, how could I have ended up in such a state!
In this lifetime and the next, I, Zhou Zhiruo, will make you all die!
Chapter Seven: Hero Saves the Beauty?
Thinking of this, Zhou Zhiruo's attitude towards Luo Chen changed slightly, because Luo Chen promised her to avenge Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min for her!
Several hours later, Luo Chen had completely absorbed the ten Lesser Demon Slave Pills and opened his attribute interface.
Host: Luo Chen.
Cultivation level: Mid-stage of the Acquired Realm.
Martial arts skills: None available.
Internal skill: Devouring Demonic Skill.
Consumable item: 1 Great Demon Slave Pills.
Special items: Random Teleportation Card x1, Demon King's Descent Card x1.
Exclusive Item: Demon King Card x1.
"It's been half a day since Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min left. If I take Zhou Zhiruo and chase after them via a side path, we can intercept them before they reach Shaoshi Mountain. That idiot Zhang Wuji is infuriating to read in the original story. He's just unlucky to have run into me!"
After a quick mental calculation, Luo Chen came up with a solution.
He swallowed the last Great Demon Slave Pill. The effects of this pill could be continuously absorbed along the way, so he immediately ordered Zhou Zhiruo to set off.
Of course, Luo Chen doesn't know any light-body skills now, so he can only rely on Zhou Zhiruo.
"Demon slave Zhou Zhiruo, carry me on your back, let's head to Shaoshi Mountain immediately, take this route!"
Luo Chen gave a command and then transmitted the path in his mind to Zhou Zhiruo's mind.
When Luo Chen asked her to carry him, Zhou Zhiruo was completely bewildered. What kind of woman carries a man?
But Luo Chen's order was like a divine command to her, and she had no room to resist. Even though she was unwilling, she could only carry Luo Chen on her back, use her lightness skill to rush out of the inn, and speed away!
On the main street of the city, the people along the way were all dumbfounded. They saw a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe carrying a man on her back and riding at high speed. Her figure was light and graceful.
The man on her back looked completely relaxed, showing no tenderness whatsoever. He even occasionally scratched her body. He was a complete scumbag!
Throughout history, beautiful women have been considered a source of trouble. With Zhou Zhiruo's delicate and refined beauty, how could any man who saw her not feel pity for her?
"Stop! We are the three rising stars of the Kongtong Sect! Young lady, don't be afraid, we're here to save you!"
Three arrogant young men suddenly appeared on the street, each unarmed, but the aura they exuded made them seem like ordinary people.
The Kongtong Sect is famous for its Seven Injury Fist, which can unleash tremendous power with just its fists.
"Damn, a hero saving a damsel in distress?"
Upon seeing this, Luo Chen chuckled inwardly. It seems that no matter the world, there are always losers willing to kneel and fawn over goddesses!
"Demon slave Zhou Zhiruo, kill them all with one sword!"
Then, Luo Chen gave Zhou Zhiruo an order!
bass!
A cold glint flashed through the air, its chilling aura a deadly killing intent!
"Girl, stop right there! We're here to help..."
Before one of the three men could finish speaking, his voice abruptly stopped.
Because the cold glint of the sword had already silently slashed across his neck, the next moment, his head rolled far away like a gourd.
However, with his strength, he was not qualified to enjoy this sword light all to himself. In addition to severing his neck, the sword light also severed the necks of his two other companions at the same time!
Swish! One sword stroke severed three heads!
These three disciples of the Kongtong Sect were like trash in front of Zhou Zhiruo, instantly killed!
Those around who had initially wanted to help the beauty turned pale with fright and quickly hid behind them.
"have a finger in the pie!"
Zhou Zhiruo glanced indifferently at the three corpses, then carried Luo Chen on her back and continued speeding away.
On the main street of the city, the ordinary people and some martial arts masters who stood there were all astonished, as if they had eaten shit. They could hardly believe that a woman with such profound cultivation would be willing to be bullied by a man like this.
"That woman looks... she looks like Zhou Zhiruo, the fourth leader of the Emei Sect..."
Suddenly, someone in the crowd recognized Zhou Zhiruo.
"It's her! No wonder she looked so familiar! She was robbed of her wedding by another woman, and in the blink of an eye, she found another man. Women's revenge is truly terrifying..."
"Tsk tsk, this guy just had his fun. He doesn't seem to have any real strength, yet he got Zhou Zhiruo. I'm so jealous I could die!"
"Damn it, why wasn't it me! I'm not having it!"
……
While everyone was buzzing with discussion, Luo Chen had already ridden Zhou Zhiruo out of the city!
Chapter Eight is about Zhang Wuji's fiancée!
At the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, at Yuelai Inn.
“Miss Zhao, you must be quite tired after traveling for so many days. Why don’t we rest here at the inn for the night? I can also heal your injuries. Once you’re feeling better, we can officially head up the mountain tomorrow.”
As the sun began to set, Zhang Wuji offered his suggestion.
"Okay, whatever you say, Young Master Zhang!"
Zhao Min lowered her head slightly, a blush appearing on her cheeks, seemingly a little shy.
Looking at Zhao Min's torn clothes and her snow-white skin, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but swallow hard!
Seeing Zhang Wuji's expression, Zhao Min was overjoyed. She then stepped into the Yuelai Inn and asked for a top-class room!
As the sun set and night fell, two figures arrived at the Yuelai Inn.
"Aren't we going to Shaoshi Mountain?"
Upon seeing Luo Chen pull her into the inn, Zhou Zhiruo's expression immediately changed, and a hint of panic appeared on her beautiful face, as if she had remembered the bad things Luo Chen had done to her!
"Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min are in this inn, why are they going to Shaoshi Mountain?"
Luo Chen smiled faintly; he was fully aware of the plot here.
Furthermore, Zhang Wuji, in the story, always heals men through their clothes. But every time he heals a woman, he absolutely has to undress her and touch her body with his hands—he's practically a lecherous pig!
"How did you know?" Zhou Zhiruo felt that Luo Chen was lying to her and clearly wanted to do something bad to her.
"Heh heh, is there anything I don't know? Come in with me!"
Luo Chen didn't want to waste words with her, so he simply gave her the order.
Zhou Zhiruo wanted to resist, but a feeling of complete obedience arose in her heart, and she followed Luo Chen into the Yuelai Inn.
"Boss, a young man and a beautiful woman are checking in today. The woman has an injury on her shoulder, and the man seems a bit lecherous. Which room are they staying in?"
After Luo Chen came in, he immediately asked the shopkeeper.
"Sir, we innkeepers have rules..."
The boss seemed to be a very cunning person. As he spoke, he made a finger-rubbing gesture towards Luo Chen and Zhou Zhiruo.
This gesture is a universally accepted way of implying that someone wants money.
"Give him some color!"
Luo Chen glanced at it and immediately gave Zhou Zhiruo the order.
Swish!
A cold glint of a sword was instantly placed against the innkeeper's neck. The sword was as cold as water, which frightened the innkeeper so much that his face turned ashen!
"Please spare my life, gentlemen! I'll talk! I'll talk! There are two gentlemen like the ones you mentioned, and they are staying in room number one of the Heavenly Class."
Upon seeing that the other party had drawn his sword without a word, and that the coldness of the sword's edge made the innkeeper feel that he was not far from death, he immediately told the whole story.
"You stay right here and don't go anywhere, or you'll be dead when I come back!"
Luo Chen glared coldly at the innkeeper, then led Zhou Zhiruo upstairs.
Looking at Luo Chen's cold and resolute profile, Zhou Zhiruo's mindset changed again. She suddenly felt that the man in front of her seemed to know everything. With him around, she would feel confident about anything!
……
Boom boom boom!
Inside room number one, Zhang Wuji was preparing to treat Zhao Min's injuries when suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"Shopkeeper, we've already closed for the day. Let's talk about it tomorrow!"
Hearing the knocking, Zhang Wuji felt annoyed, as if his good time had been interrupted.
"Master Zhang! Don't you even want to see your fiancée anymore?"
As soon as Zhang Wuji finished speaking, Zhou Zhiruo's cold voice, like water striking ice or wind shattering jade, came from outside the door.
Perhaps feeling guilty, Zhang Wuji panicked upon hearing Zhou Zhiruo's voice, his face turning red. Without saying a word, he rushed to open the door.
“Hey, Young Master Zhang, you…”
Seeing that Zhang Wuji had abandoned her to open the door for Zhou Zhiruo, Zhao Min immediately let out a haughty snort.
The door creaked open!
What chilled Zhang Wuji to the bone was that, besides Zhou Zhiruo, there was another man outside the door.
And this man... actually had one arm around Zhou Zhiruo's shoulder!
That hand is around Zhang Wuji's fiancée!
Chapter Nine: Giving Zhao Min the Demon King's Blood
"Who are you? How dare you be so rude to Zhiruo!"
Seeing Luo Chen embracing Zhou Zhiruo, Zhang Wuji was furious and immediately activated his internal energy, ready to make a move.
But at that moment, Zhou Zhiruo moved in front of Luo Chen, glaring at Zhang Wuji with resentment, and said, "Great Master Zhang! Let me introduce you! This is Luo Chen, my man!"
"Zhiruo, you! I'm your fiancé!"
Hearing the usually gentle and refined Zhou Zhiruo utter such words, Zhang Wuji felt as if a mountain had collapsed on his heart. He staggered slightly, clutched his heart, and cried out in pain.
"Heh, Zhang Wuji, you cheating man, how dare you call yourself Zhou Zhiruo's fiancé? If you really love her, then why did you share a room with Zhao Min? Where's your shame!"
Before Zhou Zhiruo could reply, Luo Chen gave a cold laugh and directly pressed Zhang Wuji, this hypocritical man, for answers.
"I...I...I..." Zhang Wuji was naturally reserved and taciturn, and when Luo Chen asked him such a pointed question, he immediately began to stammer.
Zhang Wuji stood there dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning. All he could see was a white blur, and countless beautiful dreams of the future flashed through his mind, only to vanish one by one like fleeting clouds.
After a long while, he looked at Zhou Zhiruo and murmured, "Zhiruo, I have deep feelings for you, and I know you are gentle and kind. I explained the reason to you that day. Even if I was wrong, please forgive me?"
"Forgive you? Heh, do you really want me to forgive you?" Zhou Zhiruo gritted her teeth and glared fiercely at Zhang Wuji.