Chapter 7 - 7
Even though it was only his top half that was stripped bare, it was already horrifying enough.
Whether good or bad, Shen Qingqiu was still an important master! This upper body revealing two red fruits, wearing only pants and a pair of white boots, having his limbs tied tightly together and lying fallen on the ground – an image! Like! This! It's like a tender-skinned pretty boy in a bedroom rape scene; no wonder the system deducted so many points!
Shen Qingqiu's face flushed red and white. He wanted to use his sword to dig a hole in the ground and bury himself, but he didn't know where his sword had flown to.
No wonder Luo Binghe looked a little embarrassed earlier. He must have been thinking that he'd seen Shen Qingqiu in such an awkward position that he had had enough revenge and that he wouldn't need to beat him up as severely in the future.
Ning Yingying weepily said: "Shizun, you've finally woken up. Yingying is very scared..."
Scared? If you're scared then don't run around like this, little sister! Shen Qingqiu was helpless.
At this time, a burst of weird laughter came from behind him.
A black silhouette jumped out from the darkness.
"Cang Qiong Mountain sect's great and lofty expert is nothing great after all. It seems like the world's number one big sect, Cang Qiong Mountain sect, is only to this standard and the Demon Realm's rise is just around the corner." Another burst of loud laughter sounded.
The other person's face and head were all covered in black veils, the voice coarse and unpleasant just like an opium addict's.
Shen Qingqiu squinted, "The Skinner?"