Rip!
Wang Chen tore open his clothes, revealing a palm-wide patch of black heart-hair.
Silver light gleamed in his eyes as he greedily stared at Widow Sun on the bed.
Her fragrant hair was disheveled, her pretty face red and swollen, and thin streams of blood seeped from her nose and mouth. Her eyes were tightly shut, making her look pitiful and helpless.
Wang Chen spread his hands, about to grope her shapely body.
At that very moment, a ghostly black shadow appeared behind him.
In an instant, long tendrils sprouted from the shadow and silently reached toward Wang Chen, whose mind was clouded by lust.
A Yin Evil aura quietly spread through the room!
Yet just as those tendrils were about to touch Wang Chen, scorching flames suddenly erupted over the surface of his body.
Hiss~
Scorched by the blazing flames, the tendrils immediately recoiled.
At the same time, Wang Chen abruptly turned around, divine light blazing in his eyes.
Where was the lecherous greed from moments ago?
He suddenly raised an arm and opened his palm toward the black shadow. The Heavenly Net to Punish Evil fused to his forearm activated in an instant, transforming into a massive net that descended over it.
Wang Chen's counterattack had come too suddenly and swiftly. Though the black shadow realized something was wrong, it had no time to evade and was caught fast by the Evil-Exorcising Net.
"Aah!"
He let out a heart-rending scream at once.
The roiling black mist rapidly contracted, immediately revealing the attacker's true form.
He was a gaunt man who looked to be in his forties or fifties.
"Zhou Senzhi!"
Controlling the Evil-Exorcising Net with one hand, Wang Chen sneered. "I finally found you!"
The intelligence had been worth the hundred thousand Spirit Stones. This Purple Mansion