Eight Disasters

"Just leave, boy. I have arranged a marriage for you, and she's a stunning beauty. Consider yourself lucky!" 
With his master fleeing with the money, Lin Chen, filled with sorrow and anger, left the mountain to find his fiancée. However, on the way, he was abducted by a beautiful woman who forced him to pose as her fake boyfriend. The most important thing was, this woman looked exactly like his fiancée.

Urban Peerless Expert

Although Han Wei was in her thirties, due to being a cultivator, no matter whether it was her appearance, skin, or figure, she was no worse than a woman in her twenties, even fairer and firmer.


Han Wei's back was tight and smooth like jade, but now there was a pitch-black palm print on the back of her vest, which looked very terrifying.


Han Shizhu's eyes suddenly widened, and he exclaimed, "Poison Palm!"


Lin Chen nodded, "This palm is heavy, but it's not enough to be fatal to Han Wei. What's really fatal is the poison contained in this palm, which overburdens the five internal organs and six hollow organs."


As Lin Chen spoke, his hands didn't pause in their movements, applying needles like the wind.


In a blink of an eye, the area around the black palm print on Han Wei's back was filled with silver needles.


Seeing this skill, hope surged in Han Shizhu's heart.


Chapter 159: Do They Think We're Dead? _1