Red skirts cover the sky (Traditional Chinese)

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Red Dress Covering the Sky

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bound "You still want to fight? It's useless. The boss has already ordered me to control your three Yin meridians. With just a little

movement, and..."

"Ugh..."

"Hmph, you don't believe me? Move your three extraordinary meridians again and they'll burst. Then even if I let you go, you wo

n't be leaving!"

"Who is your boss?"

"She should have told you, think about it carefully."

"Please tell me!"

...

"You should know, after you cruelly killed Lady Thunder Mother, who does she most want revenge on?"

"Don't tell me it's Xiao Qing, she's my sworn sister. We depend on each other for survival. I've sacrificed

so ..."

"Shut up! You've given so much, but haven't you received even more in return? You disregard sisterly affection, and despite all my kind words

, you still won't let her go, you despicable woman!"

"...Xiao Qing..."

Chapter One: Betraying a Friend for Personal Gain

In the basement, lay a woman with disheveled hair. An ancient shackle weighed heavily on her neck, coldly and mercilessly

binding her head and arms.

It was very dark, without any lights. It was also very quiet; she could hear her own heartbeat.

It was a little rapid, because her breathing was erratic. Xiao Qing, this gentle and

obedient woman, actually knew how to hate someone, even if she hated the wrong person.

"But now it's obvious she won't listen to me. She pressed my Sanyinjiao acupoint, that's

evidence ! Right now, I should focus on preserving my freedom before making any other plans." The woman with flowing hair laboriously

raised her hand to brush aside the hair that covered her face, looking directly at a woman dressed entirely in black—no, it should be said in mourning clothes, with

a white hemp mourning scarf tied around her head, her eyes shining unusually bright in the pitch-black room.

"Xiao Qing, can you listen to me for a few words, I..." The imprisoned woman's tentative words were interrupted.

"Stop making excuses! Uncle Liu saw it with his own eyes! It was you who instructed the two philanderers of the Peony Sect to take advantage of my absence from Guangzhou

... Waaah... Why were you so cruel? So violent? So perverted? Killing her would have been enough,

why torture her, causing her to lose her primordial yin and die in excruciating pain!"

Uncle Liu, the large man who had been standing quietly by, couldn't help but shed tears of regret: "It's all my

fault . If I hadn't been ambushed and my legs hadn't gone numb, I definitely wouldn't have let those two scoundrels live

to see tomorrow. Lady Lei, you died such a tragic death!"

His gaze shifted to the imprisoned woman. On the child's body: "Huan Chun, your heart is so cruel!!"

The imprisoned woman began to confuse herself: "That's right, I admit it, I hate Lei Mu, and I will continue to hate her forever.

Humph, I was very happy to hear the news of her death! But, you keep saying that I ordered the experts of the Peony Sect

to harm Lei Mu, isn't that too absurd?"

Xiao Qing rushed over excitedly and slapped Huan Chun hard across the face. In this

underground secret room where you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, she was able to slap Huan Chun without missing a beat. This astonishing

skill would surely shock any expert!

Caught off guard, Huan Chun was slapped, and his primal instincts surged. He reached out and grabbed back with incredible speed.

Even though Xiao Qing was highly skilled, she still managed to grab him with this strange move.

Xiao Qing sneered a few times, and with a few light flicks of her wrist, Huan Chun's hand holding his wrist was immediately shaken off.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to have such a skill! I remember when we were learning from Lady Lei Mu,

she never taught you this technique!"

Chapter Two: Complete Abandonment of Skill

"Unless you commit suicide right here!" Upon hearing Xiao Qing's words, Huan Chun knew that things had reached a point of

no return .

"Since you don't believe me, then just kill me!" Huan Chun slowly closed her eyes, her disheveled hair obscuring

half of her face. However, even from the glimpses of her cheek, her snow-white skin and perfect face

were to stir the imagination. Huan Chun was indeed a beauty.

Her wrists were bound together and chained to her neck. Uncle Liu had ambushed and captured her yesterday, and had even subjected her to

all sorts of insults and harassment. But she would never say such things to Xiao Qing! Because she had been

brought here by her enemy, Lei Mu, when she was 10 years old. At that time, she met 8-year-old Xiao Qing (Ouyang Qing), and they had

played and studied together since they were little. Eight years later, they became sworn sisters, vowing to live and die together... Now, Xiao Qing is

"White Bird," the leader of the Water Gang, who intimidates the entire Guangdong region...

"Slap!" Another slap, Ouyang Qing, enraged and losing her temper, struck her hard, severing her

fragmented memories.

"I won't let a treacherous person like you die so easily! I'll let everyone in the Water Gang

know what the consequences of betraying them are! Uncle Liu..."

"Yes, Miss." The sinister Uncle Liu's face was filled with sorrow; who would have thought he was such a black-hearted villain

?

"Lock her up for now. She'll be publicly tried at tomorrow's gang leader's meeting!"

"Yes!" Ouyang Qing's gaze lingered without hesitation; she turned and walked out of the cell.

Watching Ouyang Qing walk out of the dungeon, Uncle Liu, who had just been teary-eyed, suddenly revealed a completely different side of himself!

"Hehe! Chunmei, you should just agree now. Don't throw away your young life so easily. Think carefully

, once the gang leader's meeting starts tomorrow, I won't be able to save you! Hehe..." As Uncle Liu spoke, he

reached out and touched her face with a lecherous look.

"You're so beautiful, it's a shame you died. If you agree to be my concubine, I'll persuade the gang leader not to kill you,

how about it?"

Sensing Uncle Liu's lewd and impolite behavior, Huan Chun raised her head, a hint of

hostility flashing in her bright, star-like eyes, making Uncle Liu tremble: "Oh, so you really have learned some strange martial arts, a bit sinister."

"Uncle Liu! Tell me, did you kill Lei's mother?!" Huan Chun's sudden question almost made Uncle Liu

blurt it out .

His expression changed, then reverted to that of a lecherous wolf: "Hehe, no matter who killed her,

shouldn't you be happy? Lei's mother, one of your father's murderers, is dead, isn't she?"

Yan Huanchun shook her head, her messy hair falling loose to both sides. Finally, her true face could be seen.

Known as the "Flower of the Water Gang," Yan Huanchun was indeed exceptionally beautiful; no wonder even the Hong Kong Hung Hing boss specifically requested

her as his second wife! Uncle Liu felt a surge of desire.

"Uncle Liu, thank you for your kindness! I'm only 19, and I'm not really interested in being someone's concubine.

Why don't you go home and sleep with your wife if you're so enthusiastic?" Yan Huanchun suddenly reverted to her usual mischievous self, making Uncle Liu

chuckle . After all, he had watched her grow up! To be honest, he really liked Yan Huanchun!

Within the gang, he was a protector under Ouyang Qing, while Huan Chun was the vice leader, second only to Ouyang Qing. Yet, Huan Chun

never treated him as a subordinate! She always addressed him affectionately as "Uncle Liu"...

Uncle Liu was startled awake by a fly, his face covered in sweat. His heart pounded: No, no! How

could I still have good intentions? Uncle Liu looked at Huan Chun, only to see her eyes slightly closed, as if taking a nap. But

judging , she was practicing internal energy! Could it be that some of her martial arts was controlling my thoughts?

Uncle Liu's eyes flashed with malice: "Chunmei, the leader has ordered me to handle this carefully, and I can't let you escape.

I'm sorry , but I'm going to cripple your skills!" He reached out and grabbed Yan Huanchun's collarbone, about to increase the pressure, when Yan Huanchun

suddenly opened her eyes and sighed: "Uncle Liu, why are you so determined to destroy me? I

've been practicing martial arts diligently for nine years since I was ten, and many of them were taught to me personally by you. If I lose my martial arts, I'll

have no choice but to die!"

Uncle Liu immediately hesitated: "What other martial arts have you been practicing behind Lei Mu's back?"

Yan Huanchun laughed: "Of course I've also practiced Shaolin Long Fist, Wudang Swimming Dragon Palm, and the Tai Chi

Long Fist that you taught me."

"Impossible! Even the gang leader said so, I can't be wrong!" Uncle Liu tightened his grip, his fingers

digging into Yan Huanchun's collarbone. The excruciating pain caused Yan Huanchun to scream before fainting. She never

imagined that Uncle Liu, who had been so good to her that he wanted to call her his concubine, would actually be so cruel! The power she had gathered,

the power she had intended to use to break free of her shackles, was destroyed in an instant by Uncle Liu… and would never return…

Uncle Liu's face once again revealed a lewd smile: "Chunmei, everything I've done is for your own good.

You'd better be my concubine…"

Whether she agreed or not, Yan Huanchun could no longer hear him. So,

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