I was reborn after cheating on the aloof and powerful man.

Chapter 129 A Free Granddaughter

Fei Xi may have been complaining in her mind, but she didn't want to continue watching the cringe-worthy scenes.

She didn't hide the fact that she was awake; the hunger in her stomach reminded her that she had to get up and eat something.

Neither of the two people in front of her were easy to deal with. Fei Xi knew that neither of them would let her starve to death, especially Qiu Shuying, who had left the Peach Blossom Sect.

Seeing the terrible state of the temple, Fei Xi understood that the woman was in a particularly bad mood.

He had lived a life of ease and luxury for half his life. Now, he had become the enemy of the entire martial arts world and was forced to hide in this dangerous, godforsaken place, barely surviving.

This person had stopped pretending and was no longer the composed and shrewd woman Fei Xi had been when she first met her in her past life, manipulating people's hearts.

The direct and violent attack on innocent people, the stench of blood that made Fei Xi nauseous, was now a game that excited and delighted him.

"Cough cough cough," Fei Xi coughed involuntarily again, but it did not attract the attention of the two who were engrossed in the game.

Only the man at the entrance of the dilapidated temple heard the commotion, and when his dull and desperate eyes met Fei Xi's, a different look appeared on his face.

"I've done as you instructed...brought the person to you...I...I really can't hold on much longer..."

His fists, as hard as iron hammers, pounded into his own head again and again.

The swordsman knelt on the ground, his body twitching unconsciously.

He begged the woman in front of him for something while frantically banging his head against the wall.

He's like a toy that's about to break; it only takes a little trigger and he'll be smashed to pieces.

"It's not that I don't love you, but I don't have anything suitable with me right now, so it's difficult for me if you want it."

Qiu Shuying seemed genuinely stumped, circling the swordsman once.

Her eyes sparkled, and her delicate and beautiful face exuded innocence.

Suddenly, as if she had discovered something, a happy smile spread across her face.

"This weapon looks pretty good, Xiao Qi, what do you think?"

Qiu Shuying picked up Wu San's octagonal mace and weighed it in her hand.

"Oh!"

It was the sound of a mace striking flesh.

Fei Xi's eyes widened instantly.

Qiu Shuying's sudden attack caught everyone present off guard.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Crack!"

It's the sound of muscles being brutally beaten, the sound of bones breaking...

The swordsman, who was being beaten, curled up in a ball, covering his head and groaning without any resistance, letting his abuser beat him to death like a punching bag.

The mace was quickly stained with blood, and the person holding the mace smiled even more brightly on her beautiful face when she saw the blood.

When Fei Xi woke up, a group of people were lying in the dilapidated temple, wailing in pain. She did not see how Qiu Shuying had turned this place into a living hell.

However, Fei Xi has now seen it, and Qiu Shuying is truly insane!

This person was assaulting him as if he really wanted to kill the swordsman.

But Fei Xi couldn't understand why Lian Duhan, the traitor from Tianshan, asked Qiu Shuying to beat him to death.

She had misunderstood their relationship, thinking that the swordsman Lian Duhan was asking for that kind of thing.

At that time, Fei Xi thought it would be quite embarrassing if the two of them didn't care about the occasion.

I didn't expect that she was too normal and didn't understand that such a bizarre world could be played like this.

Even if it's just for fun, who would actually want to experience the pain of being tortured and killed by others, as if they were begging for death?

The agony of wanting to die... and so on...

The thought that flashed through her mind had a very familiar feel to it, but Fei Xi couldn't quite grasp it.

It's the feeling of being able to peek at the truth by poking through a paper window.

"Ahem... What are you doing?"

As soon as Fei Xi spoke, the two perverts looked at her.

The delicate and beautiful woman seemed to have been burned by the weapon in her hand. She threw the octagonal mace aside, her eyes welled up with tears, and she threw herself into Fei Xi's arms with a wronged expression.

"Little sister, I'm so worried about you. These people are bandits posing as镖局 (security escort agency) members, and they commit all sorts of atrocities. Are you, like me, a poor soul who was kidnapped by them?"

Her tearful eyes were pitiful, and her fragile appearance seemed as if a gust of wind could blow her away; anyone who saw her would feel sorry for her.

Fei Xi's lips twitched inwardly, but on the surface, she pointed with just the right amount of suspicion at Lian Duhan, who was lying motionless on the ground, staring at them.

"I was captured by him... Was my sister captured too? What? What happened to them?"

"We're not bandits, young lady, don't be fooled! Everyone here is her..."

"It was you! You all killed my grandfather! I want revenge for my grandfather!" Before the burly man at the door could finish speaking, Qiu Shuying rudely interrupted him.

Hatred suddenly gave the frail woman a surge of strength. She picked up the octagonal mace from the ground, her flushed face radiating a death-defying hatred.

The mace, intended to take a life, was stopped halfway down.

With a swift, ethereal movement, exhausted Fei Xi collapsed weakly against the burly man at the door.

"Sister, spare his life! Grandpa doesn't seem to be dead. I know medicine."

The two stared at each other for a long while, each harboring their own secrets. Finally, Qiu Shuying, her eyes red and swollen, bit her lip and cried out.

"Does my sister not trust me? The bandits killed my grandfather, and I was almost defiled by them... Waaah..."

Large tears streamed down her cheeks; even the tears of a beautiful person possessed a fragile beauty.

Qiu Shuying pointed at the burly man while crying, her delicate sobs setting a trap with her words.

"You say I'm lying? Do you dare swear on your wife and children that everything I just said was false?"

"You! Girl, we're really not bandits. I'm Shen Tianbao, the head镖师 (chief镖师) of Changchang镖局 (Changchang Escort Agency). This woman is no good; don't believe her lies!"

The body, which was trying to get up, stiffened for a moment upon hearing this, but returned to normal before being discovered.

"Sister, I don't know who to believe. This man doesn't seem like a bad person. And I really am a doctor. Is the grandfather you mentioned his? It seems like he's still alive. Can you let me go see him?"

Inside the dilapidated temple, apart from the four of them, everyone else was lying on the ground, writhing in agony.

An elderly man, quiet as if asleep, stood out in the corner.

A skilled liar often tells three truths alongside seven falsehoods.

Fei Xi didn't know who the old man Qiu Shuying was with was, but she needed to stir up trouble and wait for the right opportunity to act.

There are people she must save in this dilapidated temple today.

"Really...really? My grandfather isn't dead?" Her voice trembled with tears, but she still wanted to keep up the act, so she could only ask, following Fei Xi's lead.

Fei Xi nodded, pretending not to notice, and slowly walked to the old man's side while coughing.

The old man with gray hair and a dirty beard made it impossible to discern his true appearance.

The moment Fei Xi's hand touched the old man's pulse, the situation suddenly changed!

A rough, calloused hand suddenly turned over and grasped Fei Xi's hand.

Before Fei Xi could react, she was once again lifted up by one hand and carried away.

The wind whistled past her ears as Fei Xi moved further and further away from the dilapidated temple.

The two vanished instantly, leaving only a slightly weathered voice echoing in the dilapidated temple:

"My dear granddaughter, I have to go now, and that will be the last time I see you."