My host is very irritable

Chapter 232: The Psychopathic Male Lead 4

"The seal! Aren't you familiar with it?"

"You, you, you...how could you?" Fang Yingxue looked at He Yue in disbelief. This was the secret technique of their Fang family. How could this woman do that?

"You will know it if you think about it." He Yue sneered.

He Yue waved her hands and Fang Yingxue's soul was sucked out.

"Si Qinghuan, what do you want to do? Put me back quickly, otherwise my father will never let you go." Fang Yingxue saw her body on the ground and threatened He Yue harshly.

"Your father? He doesn't deserve it. If he comes, I can crush him to death."

"Impossible..." Fang Yingxue yelled.

After she roared, she blew a whistle, and soon a black figure appeared in front of He Yue.

"You evil creature, let my daughter go." When Fang Zhen saw his daughter's soul being pinched in someone's hand, he immediately swung out a palm.

He Yue flicked her sleeves and Fang Zhen flew backwards.

"You, you, you..." Fang Zhen was shocked and flew away by He Yue.

"Waste." He Yue sneered.

"You...you witch, just wait for me..."

Fang Zhen was surprisingly strong. He jumped up, holding his chest, and slapped He Yue again.

He Yue waved her hand lightly, and all the tendons and veins in Fang Zhen's body were broken.

"Witch, you are practicing evil skills."

"Pah, pah, pah!" He Yue's spiritual power turned into a palm, hitting Fang Zhen so hard that his mouth was crooked and his eyes were slanted, and his white teeth flew everywhere mixed with blood...

"You are such a waste! Is love the only thing on your mind? Look at how empty you are. You have wasted such good spiritual energy and natural treasures."

He Yue understood the level of these high-ranking immortal cultivators as soon as he made a move.

"puff--!"

Fang Zhen spat out more blood.

Fang Yingxue looked at her father who was seriously injured. She was so anxious that she struggled desperately in He Yue's hands, trying to break free.

"Quiet." He Yue slapped Fang Yingxue a few more times before sealing her soul.

"You...you you you, what have you put into my soul again?" Fang Yingxue watched her father being defeated by this woman. She was so scared that she no longer had the arrogance she just had.

"Didn't you give Leng Songze the secret technique and harm our Si family? Now you have to experience Si Qinghuan's suffering too!"

"No, no, no, I don't want it. You can't do this to me..." Fang Yingxue was terrified whenever she thought about having the same fate as the woman from the Si family.

"That's not up to you. You were the one who suggested that all the women of the Si family should go to that kind of place. Then you should go to the military camp and be a female soldier for the rest of your life!"

"No... I don't want to, I don't want to go. Si Qinghuan, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, please don't do this to me..."

After hearing what He Yue said, Fang Yingxue stopped struggling, knelt down and kowtowed to He Yue, hoping that He Yue would let her go.

"You're dreaming. Not only you are going, but everyone in your Fang family will go. The men will be prostitutes in a country where women are respected, and the women will be the same as you." He Yue answered coldly.

"No... Si Qinghuan, I don't want Leng Songze anymore. I will return him to you. You can take whatever spiritual veins and spiritual beasts you like in our family. Can you please let us go?" Fang Yingxue pleaded.

"Don't waste time, just go now!" He Yue chopped Fang Yingxue's body into pieces and threw her soul down.

He Yue came to Fang Zhen again, looked at the man who looked like a dead dog, took out a hammer and smashed his head.

Pull out his soul, mark it, and throw it down.

Afterwards, she carried Fang Zhen's body to the sky above Fang's house, looked at the densely packed crowd in the square and dropped him down.

"Who is it?" A disciple felt an object falling above him, and he immediately swung out the sword in his hand.

"Plop!" Fang Zhen's body was split into two by the sword energy swung by the disciple and fell to the ground.

"Master?" a disciple screamed in surprise.

"Xiao Qi, did you kill the master of the family?" Everyone looked at the pale-faced disciple.

"It's not me, it's not me. I don't know why the head of the family fell on my head." Fang Qi was almost scared to death. A weakling like him should not be able to cause any harm to the head of the family.

"What's wrong?" An elder came over after hearing the voice.

"Elder... Patriarch..." Someone quickly told the elder what happened.

Upon hearing this, the elder hurriedly lowered his head to look, and when he saw Fang Zhen’s shattered head, he was horrified.

"Who is it? Who killed the head of the family?" The elder was furious, veins on his head throbbing, and he shouted loudly.

In his excitement, he even used his internal force, and some low-level disciples were blown away by him. They vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"Tsk tsk tsk, how miserable!" A cold female voice came into the ears of the elder.

"Who? Get out."

"boom--!"

He Yue kicked him flying, and he crashed into an old tree, shaking him so much that he felt like his internal organs were about to shatter.

His mouth was filled with a rusty smell of blood, and when he opened his mouth he spat out not only blood but also some minced meat.

"Who are you, sir? What deep hatred do you have with our Fang family? Tell us so we can discuss it."

The elders were terrified because the spiritual power emanating from He Yue was extremely powerful and her level of cultivation was difficult to discern.

"The one who wants to kill you." He Yue waved his sleeves, and everyone in the square began to fall down. They were hit on the heads and bleeding from the flying objects in the square.

"You..." The elder hadn't even finished his words when He Yue smashed his head with a hammer.

He Yue hit each of the "little cuties" with a hammer, and within two cups of tea, there was no living person left in the square.

He Yue formed seals with her hands, marked all the souls in the barrier, and sent them to be reincarnated.

At this time, the ancestor of the Fang family opened his eyes in the secret room.

He felt very uneasy, so he stood up and walked out of the secret room.

As soon as he came out of the secret room, he smelled blood. He was frightened and flew towards the direction where the blood came from.

When he arrived at his destination, he saw dead bodies everywhere.

Their souls also disappeared, and just when he was puzzled.

He Yue appeared in front of him and said coldly: "Old beast, are you still alive?"

"Who?" the Fang family's ancestor asked sternly.

"Your ancestors." He Yue replied coldly.

"You...are you the girl from the Si family?"

"Bang bang bang-!"

He Yue raised the sledgehammer in his hand and started beating him violently.

"It seems that you still remember me. You beasts framed our Si family back then, and now it's your turn."

"You think you can kill me? Are you dreaming?" The ancestor of the Fang family sneered. He was not someone who could be killed by a girl who had not practiced properly for so many years.

"You'll know if I can kill you, old beast, if you try." He Yue swung the hammer in his hand vigorously, and after a few breaths, he broke the old man's limbs.

"Let me go, let me go, and I'll give you all my treasures..." The old man was no longer arrogant, because he had no power to fight back against He Yue.