Where's my Man

Lu Benwei's appearance made Yi Feng both angry and amused.

"Can you just get what you want by saying so?" Yi Feng said with a cold face. "Let's not even talk about whether that girl will accept you after seeing you like this. Even if she does, what can you do?"

"Speaking of entering the bridal chamber, how are you two going to do it? Planning to play in the mud all night?"

"What about the girl's happiness? Are you going to use your hands?"

"And what if the girl wants to have children in the future? Will you ask the neighbor Mr. Wang or Mr. Li across the street for help?"

Yi Feng's soul-searching questions left Lu Benwei completely dumbfounded and made him question his life choices.

"So hurry up and leave. Don't joke about someone else's happiness."

Yi Feng spoke with great seriousness, "If you really want to play, when we return to the martial arts school, I'll find you an abandoned ancient tomb to dig up a skeleton frame for you to play with."

Lu Benwei lowered his head.

Finally, he let go of the tree he was tightly hugging and followed Yi Feng with a sense of loss.

And so it went.

Yi Feng, together with Zhong Qing and Lu Benwei, embarked on their journey back to Pingjiang City.

Of course, there was also a dog following behind, with a centipede perched on its head.

The next day, Huang Wujing had just awakened from his meditation practice when a fierce aura enveloped his small courtyard.

"Huang Wujing, get out here!"

Accompanied by a clear shout, a tremendous surge of energy pressed down.

Huang Wujing frowned, slapped the ground with his palm, and soared into the air.

With a flip of his hand, a mighty palm print appeared and collided with the incoming attack.

"Boom!"

The sky rang with a loud explosion, causing turbulence and creating ripples of Qi in the air.

Within the ripples, a woman with a devilish figure and revealing attire emerged, wielding a long whip, and lashed out at Huang Wujing.

Seeing this, Huang Wujing rolled in mid-air to dodge the whip and coldly asked, "Su Moye, what are you doing?"

"Hmph, you still ask me what I'm doing? I ask you, did you hide my man?" Su Moye said with a cold gleam in her eyes.

"What man?"

Huang Wujing looked puzzled.

"What man? The man who snatched my embroidered ball a few days ago," Su Moye said.

Upon hearing this, Huang Wujing was shocked.

So, Lu Benwei was the one who took that woman's embroidered ball!

He suddenly felt a headache coming on and quickly said with unspoken understanding, "Su Moye, are you sure you've got the right person? I have no idea about the man you're talking about."

"Hmph, don't try to be clever. I have already investigated. My man was living here before, but now he's nowhere to be found. Tell me, where did you hide him?" Su Moye tightly gripped the whip with her slender jade hand, ready to attack Huang Wujing at any moment.

Huang Wujing felt a headache coming on.

It seemed that this woman already knew about the relationship between him and Lu Benwei. It appeared that he couldn't avoid it anymore. He had no choice but to appease her, saying, "Don't act impulsively. Let's talk calmly."

"Well, then speak up quickly. Where is my man?" Su Moye said coldly.

"He was indeed with me before, but now I really don't know," Huang Wujing said with a bitter expression. "After all, I can't control his whereabouts."

"Hmph, I don't believe you."

Su Moye said directly, "I'm warning you, Huang Wujing. If you don't tell me where he is today, we're not done."

Upon hearing this, Huang Wujing's face turned gloomy. Although he didn't want to provoke this woman, being pushed to this point, he stubbornly said, "Su Moye, even if we really fight, you might not necessarily be my match, right?"

"So what?"

Su Moye raised her proud chin and with meaningful eyes, she said, "I'll leave it at that for now. If you don't hand him over to me, then if I can't beat you, I'll marry you."

Upon hearing this, Huang Wujing trembled and immediately became timid. Sweat dripped from his forehead, and with a pale face, he said, "Miss Su, there's no need for that. This old man still wants to live a few more years."

"Well, if you still want to live a few more years, then quickly hand over my man," Su Moye coldly exclaimed. "Otherwise, I'll climb onto your bed tonight."

"No, no, no!"

Huang Wujing hastily waved his hand and said in a panicked voice.

When it came to fighting, he might not really be afraid of this woman, but this woman's approach truly frightened him. After all, this woman was truly terrifying.

It wasn't that Su Moye was ugly. On the contrary, she had natural charm, combined with exquisite features and a tall figure, making her a dangerous beauty.

But it was precisely this kind of beauty that brought disaster to any man who got close to her.

And her story had long been legendary.

When she hadn't cultivated her powers, she encountered a bully who tried to force her into marriage. The moment this bully stepped into her house, he dropped dead.

Later, there was a childhood sweetheart. They only held hands in a small grove, and that childhood sweetheart was struck by lightning and died.

After she cultivated her powers, there were numerous people who coveted her beauty, but without exception, they all died violently.

Of course, what truly terrified everyone was when she arrived in Chaos Land.

At that time, Chaos Land was ruled by the Five Lives Martial Emperor, who possessed both formidable methods and strength. Moreover, he had a violent temperament, and as a result, all forces were suppressed under his rule.

The Martial Emperor took an immediate liking to Su Moye.

He forcibly took Su Moye, who only had the cultivation of a Martial Venerable at that time, as his dual cultivation partner.

But right after he abducted Su Moye, an unexpected event occurred.

A spatial rift appeared out of thin air, pulling the Martial Emperor inside, and the violent spatial turbulence instantly reduced the Martial Emperor to ashes.

After the death of the Martial Emperor, those suppressed forces finally saw the light of day.

Since then, Su Moye's name resounded throughout Chaos Land.

After all, with her own strength, she had changed the power distribution in the entire Chaos Land.

Some people said that Su Moye was a lone star of calamity and would live a lonely life.

There were also those who said that she was a woman favored by the heavens, protected by the heavenly laws, and any man who defiled her would receive punishment from the heavens.

Since gaining her reputation, Su Moye directly made a bold declaration.

No matter who it is, as long as they can be her man and not die, no matter who it is, even a woodcutter from the mountains and wilderness would marry her.

Afterward, she tirelessly sought men, throwing her embroidered ball every few years, engaging in martial arts competitions to seek suitors.

Because of her status and beauty, each time there were always fearless contenders fighting for this position. But the results were always varied deaths: struck by lightning, possessed by evil spirits, and even absurdly choking to death from drinking water...

But who would have known that this time, Lu Benwei managed to snatch the embroidered ball.

"No wonder Yi Feng had to take him away. I'm afraid even with their strength, they still have reservations about this woman!" Huang Wujing sighed.

Looking at Su Moye's piercing gaze, he pondered for a moment and said, "Su Moye, I'll tell you the truth. The person who took your embroidered ball has already left. You won't find them. It's better for you to give up."

"Gone?" Su Moye furrowed her delicate eyebrows, fiercely cracking her whip. With a loud snap, a hundred-zhang-long gully appeared on the ground.

"It's not easy for me to encounter someone who can endure for so long without dying. How can I let them get away?" she declared.

With a cold snort, Su Moye was about to leave to find that person.

Seeing this, Huang Wujing shouted, "Su Moye, let me remind you. He is not an ordinary person. His strength surpasses your imagination. I advise you not to seek trouble."

"A powerful expert?" Su Moye turned around, glanced at Huang Wujing, and smirked. "If someone dares to snatch my embroidered ball, even if they're a deity, as long as they don't die, they belong to me."

As she spoke, she transformed into a streak of light and vanished in the blink of an eye.

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