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Chapter 211 - 175: Let Old Demon Duan Become Nourishment for My Xian Di! (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 211: Chapter 175: Let Old Demon Duan Become Nourishment for My Xian Di! (Please Subscribe)

There is no trade without killing; without cowards in this world, there would be fewer Turtle Women.

This is a matter of mutual complement.

Unfortunately, in this world, whether within or beyond the Martial World, there is never a shortage of such characters.

Zhao Qingsan is a well-known coward in town, and he willingly settled into this role.

He even takes pride in it, believing others are just jealous of him for marrying such a beautiful woman.

Some people only dream of being cowards.

He feels that having managed to marry such a woman, it would be blasphemous not to treat her well.

Zhao Qingsan’s wife naturally had him completely under her control a long time ago.

Since her husband is such a coward and dares not contradict her, she naturally does not see him as a normal person.

What does his mother’s illness have to do with her?

The sudden appearance of a black-clothed dwarf striking people truly frightened her.

But she quickly caught on.

The coward was beaten because his behavior wasn’t sufficiently submissive.

She had been too lenient with him.

Watching her husband lying on the ground spitting blood, the woman was not scared but rather became even more imposing.

These days, failing to be a good coward merits a lesson; she had support for her dominance—what a golden era for women!

"See, this is the consequence of defying me."

Zhao Qingsan’s Lady was in a wonderful mood, basking in the feeling.

But her good spirits were short-lived, disrupted abruptly!

A large hand clutched her hair almost tearing her scalp off.

Instinctively, she wanted to lash out, but she immediately didn’t dare move, feeling that any resistance could mean losing not just hair, but her scalp.

Watching his wife being yanked by the hair and looking at that resolute male face, Zhao Qingsan’s face went pale.

"No, don’t."

"Let me go."

Zhao Qingsan and his wife both pleaded with Li Kun for mercy.

Li Kun was famously the madman who had vowed to kill all cowards across the land.

Zhao Qingsan clearly remembered that this madman had supposedly leapt off a cliff along with two cowardly men, only to survive.

Was he human or ghost?

At that moment, with half of Li Kun looming in from the window, he indeed looked like a devil returned from hell.

Death does not grant release?

What kind of deep hatred was this?

Is being a coward such an unforgivable crime?

At this moment, Li Kun walked in from outside.

It was clear that he bore several visible wounds, with faint traces of blood still evident.

Grabbing the woman’s hair with one hand, he said to Zhao Qingsan, "You have a choice, kill her or let me kill you?"

Instinctively, the woman wanted to say "kill him!", but her husband cried out with tears first: "Kill me!"

"Definitely kill me! Spare her!"

"I am willing to trade my life for hers, please!"

Zhao Qingsan felt more agony watching his wife being yanked by her hair than his own death.

Suddenly, Li Kun revealed a cruel smile and said, "Wrong answer."

The moment he spoke, three punches struck out!

Three solid punches landed on the woman’s face.

Her nose shattered, cheeks caved in, teeth scattered, her whole face burst into a display of reds, blacks, and purples.

The woman’s body smashed heavily onto the ground, unconscious or perhaps dead.

Lying there, her eyes were filled with disbelief and resentment.

When rumors of Li Kun had first surfaced, the woman had briefly panicked.

But only briefly.

After all, she thought, if someone was going to kill all the cowardly men worldwide, what did it have to do with her?

While it would be a pity if her cowardly husband died, perhaps she could find an even more obedient and wealthier coward.

She never imagined that before her cowardly husband could be killed, she would be beaten nearly to death.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Qingsan felt as if the sky had collapsed.

The wife he had worshipped like a goddess was unrecognizable after the beating.

Bloodied, with wounds still oozing, Li Kun’s gaze was firmer, and his Fist Intent sharper.

He had suffered serious injuries from falling off the cliff, barely recovering a bit, then unable to bear it any longer, he climbed the cliff overnight, determined to find the coward he hadn’t managed to kill.

As long as cowards go unpunished, he and his fists could not rest!

However, this time, Li Kun didn’t kill Zhao Qingsan but instead kicked his nearly dead wife away and left.

Letting cowards suffer might be more effective than killing them!

In the house, the heart-wrenching cries of the coward Zhao Qingsan could be heard.

"Lady, how can I live without you!"

That night, the coward Zhao Qingsan obtained a white silk noose and hung himself in front of his disfigured wife’s body.

Thus, both the coward and the controlling woman left this world, becoming a sensational story in Qingsong Town.

It is said that seven or eight families in Qingsong Town moved out overnight.

Several households even divorced their wives, but oddly enough, the men of those households were heartbroken to the point of tears, with one even hanging himself.

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In Leizhou, on the outskirts of Yuling City, there is a Willow Forest.

Deep within the Willow Forest lies Willow Garden.

The scenic beauty around Willow Garden, which would typically attract visitors even in winter, saw none this year, as it was said to now house a group of nymphs.

Initially, some lechers came to gaze at the nymphs, but then they vanished, just like it was haunted.