HIDDEN EVIL [XIAO SHUXIANG THE SERIES]

HIDDEN EVIL [XIAO SHUXIANG THE SERIES]
130 - The Devil with a Human Skin

Xiao Han came to think of the same thing, yet something was much more bothering him. He was not at all sure that the Great Elder of the Cloud Sea Sect could be young again.


Xiao Han held his breath, "If this person is the true Dao Fang An, then that means his current appearance is definitely related to the book. The Cloud Sea Sect has one complete chapter of the Sun Killer Book."


"You ...." Li Huanshou stared nervously at Xiao Shuxiang, "What are you .... Big Elder Dao?"


"Mn? Do I look like a Great Elder?" Xiao Shuxiang smiled and waved his hand. "Not at all. I don't want to be equated with that old man,"


Xiao Shuxiang roughly flipped over Jian Yang's body and then sat on the young man's back. He looked at Li Huanshou and continued his words.


"I came here to represent the old man who already smelled the land, but I also don't mind being called the 'Great Elder'. I'm glad to hear it, though,"


Jian Yang growled. The pain on his fingers was still felt and now the pain was back when his body was occupied by this foreign youth. The veins are visible on his forehead.


Jian Yang groaned, "FUCK! You're just using the name of the great elder Dao! You're just a loser! I-I will definitely make you regret..!"


Xiao Shuxiang flinched and then laughed, he smacked Jian Yang's butt rough and made the young man scream in shock. Li Huanshou and the disciples of the Thousand Sword Palace even glared in shock at the scene.


"Ha ha ha, you're so funny." Xiao Shuxiang shook his head and his countenance turned serious. "What did you call me just now? A loser?"


Ahhhh..!


Xiao Shuxiang clutched the back of Jian Yang's neck. He somewhat lowered his body and spoke right beside the young man's ears.


"Loser, hm? But look at you now, you were defeated by this man you call 'Loser. So, how's it feel?"


Xiao Shuxiang grinned, he snorted and then smiled. "You don't have to make me regret it because I'll make sure you never have the courage to think about getting back at me."


Jian Yang felt his entire body goosebumps. This young man did not sound cold to her, but he somehow felt uncomfortable. There was a feeling he had never felt before.


"I .... Am I scared?"


Xiao Shuxiang circulated a glance at the Thousand Sword Palace's delinquent disciples who were still unable to move their legs. The bodies of the disciples were still weak.


Judging by everyone, Xiao Shuxiang bit the periphery of his own hand until it bled. He again made the disciples shocked to the point of trembling. Xiao Han himself held his breath and tried to hide the thumping feeling in his heart.


Xiao Han was not afraid at all, especially when he saw the grinning smile of the dazzling young man in front of him - it was precisely him being extremely excited. The grin was only owned by people who liked blood like him.


"Great .... He's just like us. I became more and more curious about the identity of this young man,"


Xiao Shuxiang licked his own blood and smiled, "You guys like to see it? It's not much,"


Li Huanshou seemed to be no longer able to hear the pounding from his heart. He watched how fresh blood flowed in the palm of the young man before him.


Xiao Shuxiang himself precisely turned around and then pulled the rough hair of Jian Yang. He looked up the young man and expressionlessly placed his hand on Jian Yang's lips. He poured blood into the young man's mouth.


Jian Yang was wide-eyed, his eyes were wide open and he was surprised instead of playing. He tried to rebel, but instead was forced to swallow something that for life had never been in his mind to drink this kind of thing.


"You should be thankful that you have earned the honor that not all beings can get" Xiao Shuxiang spoke in a low tone of voice. "Don't spit out, Your Majesty's blood is not dirty at all and won't kill you right away."


Xiao Shuxiang started to release Jian Yang. The young man immediately vomited, but was unable to draw out the blood that had been poured into his stomach. Jian Yang's countenance was pale and getting worse.


Xiao Shuxiang stood up, he stared at the pitiful figure of Jian Yang. There was no guilt on Xiao Shuxiang's face, only that her lips were drawn into a smile.


"Heart, kidneys, lungs."


Every time Xiao Shuxiang named one place, an immense pain was instantly felt by Jian Yang. The disciple from the Thousand Sword Palace felt itching as well as pain in his organs.


Jian Yang, who had just tried to breathe slowly reopened his eyes wide as a wave of pain pierced him. It felt as if there were rows of dense teeth that were biting and gnawing at his organs.


The tragic shout from Jian Yang further made things worse for Li Huanshou as well as his friends. They could no longer hide how much they wanted to leave this place. Now, there was only one thought in the minds of those Thousand Sword Palace disciples.


The figure before them was a Devil with human skin! The savage monster that hid the cruelty and covered it with an innocent face was like a sinless one.


Xiao Shuxiang stomped on Jian Yang's back slowly before slightly pressing down on him. He said, "You're the only one I set an example for your friends. If after seeing you this sad and you and your friends haven't changed their attitude, then I won't be sad anymore."


Xiao Shuxiang let out a cold voice, "Fight with the Thousand Sword Palace. I'm going to pull out one by one your bones and heal them, then pluck them out once more."


Jian Yang groaned in pain as his already broken fingers were precisely stepped on.


Xiao Shuxiang said, "The difference between an ordinary cultivator and a cultivator who studies alchemists is .... We can torture many times without fearing that our opponents will lose their lives. We have the ability to measure how far the opponent can defend. But to be honest, even on your last breath. I can still heal you and do torments over and over again, as my heart pleases."


Xiao Shuxiang smiled. "So, are you still going to be a delinquent or start changing your mind, hm?"


"Shuxiang, please,"


Xiao Shuxiang flinched and immediately turned his head. He released his stomp on Jian Yang's hand and looked at someone who had just stepped on the ground.


Li Huanshou and his friends were also jolted. They heard the voice of the young man who was actually not foreign, only that Li Huanshou was difficult to turn his head.


The smell of sandalwood slowly enveloped the olfactory of Li Huanshou and the others. The fear they were experiencing was gradually replaced with a sense of security and warmth.


Some disciples of the Thousand Sword Palace were shocked when they saw the face of the figure. The young man who walked quietly in white clothes fluttering near them was none other than Lan Guan Zhi.


"He's....."


"Lan Guan Zhi....?"


"Young Master Lan....."


Lan Guan Zhi looked at Li Huanshou for a moment before starting to float lightly and tread gently before Xiao Shuxiang. He avoided the area where the thin smoke was emitting and was at once the main culprit that caused these disciples to be unable to move.


"Lan Zhi?" Xiao Shuxiang frowned, "What are you here for?"


"Stop whatever you're doing, this is enough." Lan Guan Zhi did not expect Jian Yang and the disciples of the Thousand Sword Palace to be traumatized by the actions of his good friend.


Xiao Shuxiang exhaled, "Lan'Er. I haven't even shown any of my other skills, I still have a lot to show them-"


Xiao Shuxiang flinched as his good friend suddenly withdrew his hand. "Lan Zhi...?! Wait a minute, Lan'Er...?!"


"You've shown me a lot,"


"But-" Xiao Shuxiang did not refuse when pulled by Lan Guan Zhi. He even now followed the steps of his good friend.


Xiao Shuxiang shook his hands and the thin smoke that enveloped Li Huanshou and his brothers began to disappear. He held onto Lan Guan Zhi's hand and persuaded the young man to let go.


It took half an hour for the disciples of the Thousand Sword Palace, including Li Huanshou to be able to move their legs and body back.


"The Jian Brothers..." Li Huanshou painstakingly tried to get up and walked over to Jian Yang's place. "Brother Jian...!"


Jian Yang no longer felt any pain in his internal organs when the young man called 'Shuxiang' left. Only, his breathing was still irregular and the pain on his fingers was still very pronounced.


Li Huanshou held his breath when he saw the fingers on his brother's hands that were so terrifying. He felt pain in his heart and slowly started to extend a hand.


Li Huanshou gently touched his brother's hand, "We .... We'll report this to Shizun."


Jian Yang grimaced, he shook his head slowly and tried to speak, "Don't... Don't do that."


"But, Brother... The actions of this man are no longer the actions of man! Her... He's already..." Li Huanshou was unable to continue his words.


Jian Yang was an expert swordsman who used his right hand to play the sword. But the young man that Lan Guan Zhi had pulled away had already left his hand deformed. Jian Yang obviously would not be able to wear a sword anymore.


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