Kang Xiong hurriedly left the main hall of the Discipline Academy,

Along the way, he met monks who stopped to salute him, but they didn't respond at all. Their faces were so clouded that they looked like they could squeeze water out of them.

He returned to his abode,

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, he shouted to the young monk in yellow who was waiting outside the door and had been taking care of him in his daily life: "Go!

Call me Guangshan, Guangyan, and Guangyu!"

The little monk in yellow clothes outside the door quickly responded,

A sound of footsteps sounded from outside the door and gradually faded away.

Kang Xiong, who was sitting on the futon, pulled off his monk's hat, revealing a layer of green and black hair on his head. His face was ferocious, and he suddenly pressed his palm on the table in front of him!

boom!

A loud sound,

The entire tabletop was torn apart!

The oil lamp on the table tipped over, and the lamp oil splashed on Kang Xiong's monk's robe, forming dirty yellow stains.

"Son of Buddha...Son of Buddha!"

"I'm going to eat you!"

"I'm going to eat you alive!"

Kang Xiong gasped, and the eyes of his eyes gradually expanded, and the pitch black filled the white part of his eyes.

His throat rolled,

Saliva dripped uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth,

From time to time, a low and painful roar came out of his mouth,

Sometimes it makes a high-pitched and excited whistling sound!

His body was shaking constantly,

The darkness behind condensed into a human-shaped outline. The outline spread out two jade-white arms and surrounded Kang Xiong's neck.

Kang Xiong gradually became unable to breathe.

The lips are cyanotic and the face is purple,

He reached out to grab the two jade-white arms wrapped around his neck,

I used my utmost strength to try to break away the entanglement of my arms, but those two seemingly delicate arms were as if they were made of iron.

No matter how hard he exerts himself,

Don't even think about moving your arms!

"Buddha! Buddha!"

Kang Xiong made a thin and hoarse voice,

He tore off the shirt on his chest,

The ten fingers with long nails were scratching crazily on his chest, which was already covered with scars.

He stretched his hands behind his shoulders,

The human-shaped silhouette made of darkness opened its mouth, and a blood-red tongue protruded from the dark mouth.

The tongue suddenly forked,

Kang Xiong retracted his scarred fingers,

He continued to scratch the flesh and blood all over his body,

‘Dedicate’ to the deceased,

The ones he can't see.

Kangxiong's body was covered with wounds,

dripping with blood,

In some places, the wounds were so deep that the bones were visible.

And with such intensive dedication of his own flesh and blood, the ‘Black Body and White Hands Yogi’ behind him was finally satisfied.

It retracted its jade-white arms wrapped around Kang Xiong's neck.

Kang Xiong’s neck was covered with bruises.

He gasped for air,

His eyes were filled with the joy of surviving the disaster.

But he didn't even realize that he had been strangled by those arms for so long that even the sides of his neck were bruised.

In this case, the individual's eyes would bulge, his tongue would stick out, and he would suffocate to death.

Why does nothing happen to him?

Once you breathe 'air',

He soon regained his vitality.

Even the wounds on his body that were deep enough to see the bones sprouted rapidly in his breathing, and the injuries were repaired.

There were footsteps gradually approaching the door.

The voice of the little monk in yellow robes then sounded: "The three masters, Elder Discipline, Guangshan, Guangyan, and Guangyu, have arrived."

"Let them all in!"

"You go to my concubine's courtyard again and summon eight concubines."

outside the door,

The three monks in red, Guangshan, Guangyan, and Guangyu, all had uneasy expressions on their faces. They heard the little monk in yellow who sent the message said that the Discipline Elder had a strange look on his face, so they thought that if the other party summoned the three of them, there must be one of them.

Accusation and punishment.

However, now I heard that Kang Xiong said that he would ask the little monk in yellow to summon eight more concubines.

The three people's expressions became ambiguous.

I have new expectations for what’s next.

The three big monks looked at the little yellow monk together.

The little yellow monk looked hesitant.

"Why don't you go quickly?" Guang Yan, a thin-faced man, asked in a low voice to the little monk in yellow.

"I won't go unless I'm a disciple..." The little monk in yellow looked embarrassed. After hesitating for a moment, he mustered up the courage and replied to Kang Xiong in the room, "Elder, you no longer have eight concubines.

There are only six people left..."

Obviously, the Discipline Elder only consumed a concubine yesterday.

At that time, he still remembered that he only had six concubines left.

How did we get to this day?

The Discipline Elder seems to have completely forgotten about this matter?

Could it be that he took the opportunity to deliberately tease himself?

After the little yellow monk replied, he stood at the door, waiting cautiously for Kang Xiong's instructions.

The room was silent for a moment,

Then Kang Xiong's emotionless voice came out: "Six, just six, call them all over!"

"yes!"

The little monk in yellow breathed a sigh of relief,

He left in a hurry.

The three red-clothed monks at the door looked at each other with expressions of nervousness and apprehension, but also of expectation.

"Guangshan, Guangyu, Guangyan, you three,

Come to the house."

Kang Xiong's voice sounded from inside the house again.

The three senior monks waiting outside lined up their order after hearing this, pushed open the wooden door, and filed into the house.

Kang Xiong in the room has put on a brand new monk's robe.

He sat cross-legged on the futon and watched the three great monks who were dominating outside entering his room. They all had their heads lowered and stood in a row against the wall like quails.

Kang Xiong’s face was expressionless,

Pointing to the wooden door that was still open, he said to Guangyan, the last of the three to come in: "Close the door."
To be continued...