Immediately, he regained his former prestige, casually picked up the whip at the side, and whipped it around her head, "Smelly bitch, tell me, did you sneak out from Baihua Killing? Damn, you know you stole Run, will I be punished?"
The boy laughed and applauded, "Good fight, good fight! Dad, kill this old bastard, we want women, but we can get them casually!"
Wang Miao looked at the two similar faces close at hand, and the malice in their eyes that did not treat him as a human being at all, suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.
Half an hour later, the man's house was on fire.
Looking from a distance, one could see two corpses, one large and one small, hanging up from the high door beams, swaying.
As the flames spread, the beams of the door collapsed, completely submerging the two corpses.
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Tonight, Fusang City is destined to be a sleepless night.
The same scene is also going on in other courtyards in the city.
At first, the men in Fusang City didn't take it seriously.
However, as more and more courtyards around him were burned down, and with the screams belonging to men, the wailing became more and more intensive.
The citizens of Fusang City finally started to panic.
The guards in the city were awakened from their slumbers, and they arrested the rioting women everywhere.
However, the guards were killed one after another in the dark.
Those who once held their pets "running rampant" on the streets with their heads high.
At this time, blood flowed like a river, and the pool of blood was still full of men's disfigured, broken bodies.
But these are not the scariest.
The most frightening thing was that several of these men were wearing luxurious clothes that people were familiar with.
But he has a face that is as old as a few skins, and his hair and teeth have long since fallen out.
In the violent cloudy eyes, the pain and despair that seemed to experience the most terrifying thing in the world were reflected.
However, it didn't end there at all.
More and more flames and attacks fell on every house in Fusang City.
The men who originally wanted to hide in the house ran out screaming one by one.
What was waiting for them was the red-eyed female cultivator roaring in the sky.
A total of... Ninety female cultivators with unparalleled strength, but no prisoner! !
In [Hundred Flowers Killing], except for the innocent woman who was killed by the hunting dog on the first day, all of them are here.
Some of them are armed with swords, and some are flying in the air by stepping on flying magic weapons they have snatched from no one knows where.
Underneath them are those weak women who still wear heart buttons, but follow with gritted teeth.
Who is willing to be a slave? !
Who is willing to be trampled and humiliated by these men who are not as good as animals? !
They were also fresh and agile women, and they were also full of vigor and pride.
They used to soar freely between the heaven and the earth, looking forward to meeting a good husband one day and achieving a happy marriage.
But all of these were ruined by these beasts in Fusang City.
They are here day after day, year after year, living a life that is isolated from the world and life is worse than death.
Their dignity was trampled under their feet, their freedom was completely deprived, and their pride was crushed inch by inch.
They could only look up to those disgusting men, kneel down at their feet, and beg for a little bit of pity and tolerance from them.
So far, forever!
However, suddenly, a thunderbolt pierced the sky.
It broke open the cage they thought would confine them forever, and gave them a chance to live.