Demonic Calamity Across the Heavens: Starting with Little Li's Flying Dagger

Lin Xian'er lay there limply, her curvaceous figure appearing even more alluring under her black gauze dress. But this time, she wasn't seducing Wei Wu, but a woman—a proud and arrogant woman who considered herself no less than a man.

But even a woman as ruthless as Blue Scorpion was struck by Lin Xian'er's words, causing her to unconsciously loosen her grip on the chains.

Lin Xian'er seemed oblivious, lying on the ground and flattening the phoenix into a round shape, crying out, "I have no one to rely on, all I can use is this face and this frail body. I have nowhere to ask for anything, nowhere to live, so I had no choice but to rely on a man."

Blue Scorpion saw that beautiful face crying with tears streaming down her cheeks, and even a seasoned veteran like him couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy. He paused in his grip on the chain and said, "You've had a tough time too."

Unexpectedly, Lin Xian'er not only didn't take the opportunity to untie the chains, but instead grabbed them, looked at Blue Scorpion sideways, and said, "You're a kind person, but I don't trust men. Can you be my master and teach me martial arts?"

Blue Scorpion swallowed hard. She was usually carefree and unrestrained, relying on her martial arts skills to do whatever she wanted and killing countless men. But this was the first time she had ever been moved by a woman!

Lin Xian'er lay on the ground, like a fairy who had fallen to earth and had her feathered robes torn off. Bathed in the moonlight, her milk-white skin and mysterious, alluring black silk robes intertwined, making her incredibly seductive.

What's most striking is the perfect blend of fragility on her otherwise flawless face, combined with the chain around her neck. She evokes the pitiful image of a puppy battered by a storm, or a venomous snake frozen in the snow, making one want to reach out and hold her close, trying to warm her with their own body heat.

That's what the blue scorpion thought, and that's what he did.

She hugged Lin Xian'er tenderly, glancing warily at the unmoved Wei Wu. She covered Lin Xian'er's body with her dress and said softly, "From now on, you'll stay with me. I'll treat you well..."

Before he could finish speaking, a foot came flying at him.

Bang!

The kick came too fast for Blue Scorpion to react. He was kicked in the shoulder and rolled three times on the ground. The white rabbit in his arms swung around with a thud, looking just like a blue gourd.

Blue Scorpion was skilled in martial arts and immediately steadied himself, gripping the chains tightly and glaring at Wei Wu. To his surprise, he found Wei Wu standing there, with Lin Xian'er's hand under his foot.

Lin Xian'er suddenly had a short dagger in her hand!

If Wei Wu hadn't kicked him, he would still be holding Lin Xian'er...

Blue Scorpion only thought about it for a moment before breaking out in a cold sweat. His gaze towards Lin Xian'er was devoid of any gentleness, filled only with rage and killing intent pushed to its peak.

"You bitch!"

She cursed angrily, never expecting that she had almost been ambushed by such a woman.

Lin Xian'er's face was deathly pale. The white tiger dagger in her hand fell to the ground, along with her pale yellow dress embroidered with butterflies. She looked at Wei Wu with a sorrowful expression and laughed:

"I finally managed to use myself as a weapon, and you made me lose so completely!"

Wei Wu chuckled, tossed Lin Xian'er aside, bent down, picked up the wine from the jug, and poured it mercilessly onto Lin Xian'er's face and body. He watched as the black gauze dress soaked through and clung tightly to her skin, the phoenix-shaped lace patterns becoming increasingly clear. His eyes remained unmoved; he merely smiled playfully.

"Look at you two, one as venomous as a snake, the other as ruthless as a scorpion. It's quite rare that I've gathered such a beautiful pair of femme fatales."

Blue Scorpion was taken aback for a moment, then a seductive smile curved her lips beneath her veil. "You're really strange. You're not even tempted by a woman like this, yet you still want to keep me here?"

Wei Wu clicked his tongue and said, "If I made you eat the same dish every day for a year, I guarantee you'd need to add some new dishes to add flavor, just like me."

The blue scorpion's eyes held a deep meaning, his smile not reaching his eyes, and he said earnestly, "There is a kind of scorpion in the north where, after the male and female scorpions mate, the female scorpion will eat the male."

Wei Wu smiled but remained silent.

Lin Xian'er, however, murmured as if drunk, "His second proudest achievement in life was that he could make every woman he slept with devoted to him."

Blue Scorpion licked her lips, her nimble tongue making her full lips moist. "Is that so? It's a pity that hearing is believing, and seeing is not necessarily true."

Wei Wu kicked Lin Xian'er aside, reached out and grabbed Blue Scorpion, saying, "Then I'll let you 'know that you must practice what you preach'! Taste my Wheel-Turning Technique!"

……

Snapped!

Long Xiaoyun fell on the snow. His red cloak with rabbit ears was nowhere to be found. The soft armor he was wearing, which Long Xiaoyun had commissioned for forty master craftsmen to make together, was now as thin as paper and could not provide him with any warmth in this icy and snowy place.

He staggered to his feet, then fell to the ground in a disheveled state, like a drunkard. A chill emanated from his bones, turning his round face ashen. His delicate, exquisite features clearly indicated that he was seriously ill.

Long Xiaoyun lay painfully in the snow, his eyebrows, eyes, nose and mouth rubbing together from the cold. He was shivering and wished he could press every snowflake onto his body, but he couldn't do anything about it.

He started killing at the age of seven, from having a reason to finding a reason, and then to having no reason at all... He was the most notorious villain in the martial arts world, and no one could match his ruthlessness.

Fortunately, he was skilled in martial arts and had a capable father and a tolerant mother, so even if he caused trouble, they could easily suppress it.

At most, he'll get a few scoldings from his mother.

But a woman as gentle as his mother, who seemed to be constantly shrouded in sorrow, didn't have much power when she cursed, so Long Xiaoyun naturally didn't care.

Ironically, every time his mother scolded him, Wei Wu would stand up for him and speak well of her, comforting her in a gentle voice, his eyes never concealing his admiration for her.

hateful!

After experiencing the pleasures of love between a man and a woman for the first time with a maid, Long Xiaoyun understood the way Wei Wu looked at his mother. From that moment on, he began to pester Wei Wu to call him "Master," wanting to learn skills from him and then use those skills to kill him.

Long Xiaoyun even considered gouging out Wei Wu's eyes, cutting off his tongue, severing his limbs, soaking him in a wine vat, and throwing him upstairs in the small building where his mother lived, so that Wei Wu could only hear his mother's voice every day, but could not see, speak, or move.

But all of it turned into regret in my heart on this cold night:

"I shouldn't have been in such a hurry!!!"

Long Xiaoyun never regretted secretly increasing the stakes and helping Qin Xiaoyi hire an even more powerful assassin. She only regretted that she had increased the stakes too much, causing the people from Yunmengju to hire Blue Scorpion.

He only regretted that he was too hasty and shouldn't have attacked Wei Wu so rashly.

However, that bastard Wei Wu stayed in the plum garden for a year, and Lin Xian'er told him that Wei Wu often made her wear his mother's clothes.

It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!

So Long Xiaoyun exploded.

So he lay here.

Long Xiaoyun's eyes, which were so cold she could barely open them, suddenly snapped open. Looking at the brilliant starry sky, her vision was instantly flooded with tears. She closed them again, murmuring softly, "If I die at his hands, Mother won't go with him anymore..."

His voice was barely audible, but another voice, like a thunderclap, reached his ears:

"Young master, there's a child lying in the snow!"