Douluo Continent: At the start, he intercepted Xiao Wu and became Cao Cao's traitor.

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"Let go of me, or don't blame me for being impolite."

Seeing that the man in front of him had no intention of letting go, and that the strength in his wrist was increasing, Hayato felt a sharp pain in his wrist.

"Oh! I'm more curious about what kind of 'not being polite' means."

Seeing Hayato's eyes turn red, Wenxuan became quite excited.

He thoroughly enjoyed toying with his childhood sweetheart in front of her.

What's more, the bell that heard the sound from under the covers was even more excited than Wenxuan.

Rin tensed up the moment Hayato came in and spoke.

Even the Barrett in Han's mouth tightened up a bit, not daring to fluctuate too much or make any rash noises, after all, Hayato was still outside.

If Wenxuan hadn't been forcibly pressing down with his hand, forcing Ling to continue operating with her mouth, Ling would probably have been too nervous to move.

Hayato saw that Wenxuan's face was not only flushed but also looked like he had been humiliated. Instead of letting go, he seemed to be deliberately letting himself watch Wenxuan play cards with the Fengling sisters.

Hayato was so angry that his chest heaved, and he wanted to kill Wenxuan on the spot, but reason prevented him from doing so.

To keep the screen recording going and to capture evidence of the men having sex, Hayato gritted his teeth and said, "You! You should... Ouch, it hurts... let go."

Just as Hayato uttered the word "that," Wenxuan knew what nonsense the other was about to spout, so he increased the pressure on his hand.

Hayato cried out in pain, even dropping his phone from his other hand.

Wenxuan not only didn't budge, but he also kept increasing the force in his hands, even pressing down on the bell head harder.

"It hurts? Where does it hurt? I feel quite comfortable, don't you think?"

Seeing Hayato's face contorted in pain and his body struggling desperately, Wenxuan also flung Hayato away.

"You ant, you think you can possess the Fengling sisters? Considering you've stayed with them for me, I'll spare you today."

With a disdainful glance at Hayato's disheveled appearance, Wenxuan tucked his freed hand back under the covers.

Then, from inside the bedding, the melodious, lingering sound of bells rang out again.

"Hmm~ Master... Master, please... please don't do this. There are still... there are outsiders here. Could... could we wait until Hayato-kun leaves... before we continue?"

Rin's delicate, sweet, and slightly suggestive voice reached Hayato's ears as he lay on the ground clutching his wrist in pain.

"bell?"

"You... how could you, how could you recognize this guy as your master? You're clearly not that kind of person."

Hayato loudly questioned Rin, who was still wriggling up and down inside the blankets.

The moment the bell's sound reached his ears, Hayato felt the pain in his hands lessen considerably, though it shifted to his chest.

The pain won't disappear, it will only shift.

Moreover, this kind of excruciating real harm would surely haunt Hayato if he were a cultivator, causing him to be plagued by inner demons in the future.

Hearing Hayato's question from outside, the woman who had been writhing in the bedding paused briefly before resuming her movements.

Rin was originally going to answer Hayato's question, wanting to explain to him the division of their relationship and ask him not to bother the sisters anymore.

After all, they had already betrayed Wenxuan and were no longer pure, so they felt a little guilty. However, the guilt was only felt when Ling pulled out the Barrett and was about to speak.

Wenxuan suddenly blocked her mouth with two fingers. The moment his fingers entered her lips, he began to play with the pink snake, making it unable to speak normally.

With the soundproofing provided by the bedding, the faint humming sounds naturally did not escape.

From Hayato's perspective and in his ears, the other party simply ignored him.

"What? You still want to watch? What follows is VIP paid content. If you want to watch that, go back to watching your Japanese adult films. This is my private space."

Seeing Hayato's face growing increasingly dark, and his eyes almost turning into conjunctivitis, Wenxuan also opened his mouth to tease him.

If the other party doesn't leave, he might even bring him a different kind of joy if he were to do a live broadcast right in front of them.

After all, anyone would be nervous if their childhood sweetheart was watching their wanton behavior. At that time, Ling Xiaoxue would definitely squeeze even tighter.

"Disgusting...shameless, you worthless bastard, you just wait."

Knowing he was no match for Wenxuan, Hayato understood the gap between them after Wenxuan easily subdued him. However, he did not give up his idea of ​​taking revenge on the three of them.

With a fierce look in his eyes, Hayato glanced at the still-wriggling blanket, knowing what was happening inside. He also clutched his aching wrist and headed downstairs.

Once out of Wenxuan's sight, Hayato felt as if he had come back to life.

For some reason, he felt as if he was about to die.

"Hiss~ Who is this guy? He's so strong."

Hayato frowned as he looked at his wrist, which was noticeably swollen.

"Is my hand broken? If it is, I'm going to sue him."

This injury clearly constitutes the crime of intentional assault. In addition, Wenxuan is now targeting minors. When the police arrive, they will definitely arrest him.

Thinking of this, Hayato's lips curled up into a wicked smile, and although his wrist was still throbbing with pain, he no longer cared so much.

Hayato glanced upstairs, and his voice turned cold.

"Just you wait. No matter who you are, I think you'll pay the price. Once you're at the police station, I'll charge you with assaulting a minor..."

Chapter 143 Becoming a Madwoman

Just as Hayato went to get his injuries checked and report the incident to the police, Wenxuan and Ling had already set off.

The tremors in the room also slowly woke Feng from his bed.

Upon waking, Feng immediately saw the master from her memories.

So he went straight up and hugged Wenxuan.

"Master~ Feng almost died, waaaaah."

Regardless of what Wenxuan and Ling were doing at that moment, Feng resolutely wrapped her arms around Wenxuan's waist, forcing Wenxuan to stop thrusting.

Upon hearing the sound and feeling a pair of fair and delicate hands around his waist, Wenxuan stopped what he was doing.

He squeezed the bell, which was still emitting low breaths.

"Rest for a while, Feng is awake."

Upon hearing this, Ling, who had been working for quite a while, raised her sweaty forehead and looked at Wenxuan with her pretty little face covered in milk and sweat.

Then he exchanged a glance with Feng, who was behind Wenxuan.

Hmph~ I really shouldn't have pleaded for Feng. He always interrupts me when I'm having a great time.

Thinking this to herself, she put on a cute smile and said, "Feng~ You'd better listen to your master from now on, or... you might really die next time."

As she spoke, Ling extended her jade-like fingers toward Wenxuan's powerful chest, her fingertips tracing over the muscles little by little.

"Next time you get punished by your master, I won't plead for you, after all..."

Just as Rin was talking to herself, Kaede, whose memories had been erased and turned her into a madwoman, tilted her head in confusion and looked at Rin.

"Who are you? How could I have offended Master? I am Master's favorite woman, right?"

Feng's memories were erased, turning her into a blank sheet of paper. Her only memory was of her master, Wenxuan, and she had no idea when she had offended him.

He had no idea who the woman in front of him was, so intimately and openly with her master.

However, the fact that the master did not resist the other party's touch was obviously not simple, but Feng, whose intelligence had been "optimized" and erased, would not care about such things.

Upon seeing Ling, who started to attack her master while they were talking, her eyes suddenly turned ruthless.

She grabbed the fingers of the bell that were moving erratically against Wenxuan's chest.

"Get away from me, you're not allowed to touch your master like that."

Originally, I was just going to watch the show, but when I saw Feng attack Ling, and Ling's fingers were so delicate, I was worried that the silly Feng might break them, since those were the hands that held guns.

"stop……"

"She is my woman, and like you, she is my pet. From now on, you two are family. You are not allowed to lay a hand on her."

Wenxuan scolded Feng for preparing to break the bell and reached out to hold the hands of the two girls.

"Maple obeys its master in everything."

Despite being reprimanded, Feng was not angry. Instead, she lowered her head and admitted her mistake. In her subconscious, Wenxuan's words were like a royal decree, which she had to obey.

Seeing that Feng was acting just as silly as Wenxuan had described, as if he had forgotten her, Ling took Wenxuan's arm.

"Master...Master, my sister...she...she doesn't really remember anything, does she?"

"Of course, you think I'm lying to you."

After Wenxuan finished explaining, he glanced at Ling indifferently, then looked at Feng, whose clothes were still on. Knowing that Feng had no rebellious intentions, Wenxuan stopped paying attention to her.

Then I turned my attention back to this brand new toy.

"Brand new" doesn't mean Xiaoxue's membrane is still there, but rather that the memory is brand new, allowing her to be re-etched in Feng's mind.

"Feng, untie the skirt."

Upon hearing this, Feng clumsily tried to unbutton his skirt, but lacking intelligence, he couldn't even fasten the buttons on his skirt. Instead, he looked around at the zipper like an idiot.

Wenxuan didn't offer any reminders, but instead focused his gaze on the other person, wanting to see what level they had reached.

Feng's eyes kept searching for the zipper on the skirt, but when she found it wasn't there and didn't know how to unzip it, and was also afraid of upsetting her owner, her eyes began to fill with tears.

Several minutes passed, and Feng still hadn't untied it; she was just constantly tugging at the short skirt around her waist.

"Master...why is there no zipper? I...I can't unzip it, Master...Master."

She kept shedding tears as she spoke, afraid that Wenxuan would be angry and leave her.

In her memory, anyone who failed to meet Wenxuan's expectations was likely to be abandoned.

Now, Feng only knows Wenxuan. Having been together since childhood, Feng is reluctant to leave him, so tears start falling.

Seeing that Feng's intelligence was probably the same as that of a 2-5 year old child, Wenxuan raised his hand and pressed it on Feng's head.

He said in a rather indulgent tone, "Stop, Master will untie you, don't cry~"

As soon as Wenxuan finished speaking, Feng obediently stopped crying and looked at Wenxuan with a silly expression.

Like a little puppy waiting to be punished.

Without wasting any words, Wenxuan reached directly for the skirt at his waist.

With a forceful grip and a tug, the short skirt was torn in two with a soft "plop".

"Tsk tsk tsk, the quality isn't very good either. Looks like I should buy less fabric next time, so I don't have to untie it again."

Feng, who had been watching Wenxuan the whole time, also remembered how Wenxuan took off his skirt.

Later, in Wenxuan's memory, she always tore the skirt in half by herself.

She transformed into a girl with a flared skirt.

Baring was stunned by this scene and immediately felt jealous.

"Master is so biased. I'm clearly younger than my sister, but Master is much more eager for my sister."

In Ling's opinion, Wenxuan's act of pulling at her skirt clearly meant he wanted Feng.

"Alright, I have serious business to attend to, I'm not going to mess around with you anymore."

After Wenxuan finished speaking, he ignored Ling and Feng, stood up, and went to get the pork qualification stamp that was not far away.

Upon seeing the pork stamp, Feng felt a sharp pain in his mind.

"Master, my head hurts so much."

Chapter 144 I Like Everything My Master Gives Me

Wenxuan was stunned when he saw Feng's reaction.

"Could it be that 'optimization' didn't make Feng forget everything?"

Wenxuan glanced at Feng, who was kneeling on the ground covering his head, and frowned without saying a word.

"Forget it, I'm probably overthinking it. It might be a side effect. After all, this 'optimization' was too drastic, and it might have caused Feng's brain to have a stress reaction to the pork stamp."

As he spoke, Wenxuan stepped forward and helped Feng, who was kneeling on the ground, to his feet.

"It's alright, it's alright, Master is here."

As Wenxuan placed his hand on Feng's head and stroked it, Feng recovered in no time.