The air seemed to resonate for a moment, then a buzzing sound rang out, followed by a horse's mournful neigh. The light gradually faded, and the horse that had just been galloping with its head held high was now split in two from head to tail! The horse lay on the ground on both sides, without even a chance to twitch. Blood gushed out, instantly staining large areas of the ground red. The breeze carried away the strong smell of blood, and everyone was instantly enveloped in blood.
Mu Yunhe, who had been dressed in flowing white robes, now stood upright before the pile of dead horses, holding a sharp, beautiful narrow knife, poised to slash forward. His white robes were now stained with blood, his handsome face was bloodied, and his crimson eyes grew even more intensely red. He appeared as a demonic ghost, stained with blood, exuding a strong aura of malevolence, the killing intent in his eyes tangible and palpable.
Mu Yunsheng, who was just on horseback, was now lying on the side of the horse, covered in blood. There was a wound from his face to his jaw that curled up and exposed the white bone. Blood stained his face. He was clutching his chest and breathing heavily, seemingly unable to stand up. His wide eyes were filled with disbelief and utter horror.
"The War God Blade?! It's actually with you! You've been hiding its splendor with that pile of broken wood all this time!" Mu Yunsheng's voice was filled with intense resentment and shock, but even more so with anger at his own carelessness.
He had been lying low in the Mu Dynasty all along, and he always knew that Mu Yunhe carried a broken cane, but he just couldn't figure out why Mu Yunhe would carry a broken cane. No, it's his fault! It's all his fault for being too careless! How could he not have thought that Mu Yunhe wasn't lame, so why would he need a cane? There was something fishy about this, and he had been so careless as to not have thought of it.
He had personally witnessed and experienced the imposing presence of Luo Zhiheng wielding this War God Blade. Only he knew how much he wanted it. But after Luo Zhiheng disappeared, the blade vanished as well, and he never expected it to end up with Mu Yunhe.
"It's an honor for you to die under this sword." Mu Yunhe's sinister voice was like a demon devouring souls. His dark gaze fell on Mu Yunsheng, and the sword went straight for Mu Yunsheng's head, stepping over the corpses of horses that were still bleeding. When the sword was finally pressed against Mu Yunsheng's neck, Mu Yunsheng's ferocious face changed color drastically.
"Don't kill me! I can give up the throne and let you sit on it. As long as you don't kill me, I can tell you a great secret that will make you emperor! With this secret, even the civil and military officials will not question you!" Mu Yunsheng shouted in horror.
Mu Yunhe's strike was incredibly powerful. The War God Blade was simply too lethal; he had just sensed the killing intent within that white light and was trying to escape when the blade was drawn like a ghost. Even though he fled quickly enough, the blade's aura still wounded him. For a man, disfigurement isn't particularly terrible, but if he loses his life, what will he use to achieve great things?
At this moment, Mu Yunhe was tormented by hatred and immense heartache, losing all reason. He wanted to kill the person in front of him who had orchestrated all the conspiracies. He could not let him go and would never forgive him!
"Take your emperor's dream and go to hell to repent!" With a sinister smile, Mu Yunhe raised his battle sword and brought it down hard on Mu Yunsheng's head.
Mu Yunsheng naturally wouldn't sit idly by and wait to die. He rolled to the side with all his might. As Mu Yunhe's sword fell, the missed strike pierced the ground, which shattered like a spider web, demonstrating the power of the sword and Mu Yunhe's rage.
Mu Yunsheng's face turned deathly pale with fright, blood gushing out. He quickly retreated, and as Mu Yunhe drew his sword, he roared, "Do you think the late emperor really died of natural causes? Why did the late emperor die just because Prince Mu went out for a short while? The late emperor sent Prince Mu out to gather the ministers and pharaohs. Do you know why? Do you really know what major event your father, Prince Mu, was hiding from you and the whole world? Mu Yunhe, you can't kill me! I can't die! Because Mu Yunchang is not worthy to be emperor, because he is not the last heir recognized by the late emperor!"
Mu Yunhe's lost reason finally returned somewhat at this moment. His scarlet eyes rolled, and some clarity finally appeared in his chaotic eyes. He pointed his knife at Mu Yunsheng and said, "What do you mean? Explain yourself!"
Mu Yunsheng was thankful that his last shred of reason had saved him, and also thankful that what he had been taught was indeed true. No matter the circumstances, as long as Mu Yunhe remained a diviner, he would not disregard the fate of the people and the dynasty. Anything related to the dynasty would be taken into consideration by Mu Yunhe. Now it seemed that this was indeed the case.
"I can tell you everything, but you have to promise to let me go, or at least not take my life," Mu Yunsheng demanded, pushing his luck.
Mu Yunhe sneered, "Do you even have the right to negotiate with me now? I could destroy you in the blink of an eye. Don't even think about stalling for time; it will take you at least three days to recover your strength, and right now, you clearly don't have that chance. Yes, I'm now devoid of soul power, you knew that all along, didn't you? That's why you dare to be so insolent, isn't it? But even though I am no longer the person I once was, you are still no match for me! Aheng's staff is here; you despicable people will have nowhere to hide!"
"I may not believe what you're saying. I'm only giving you one chance. If you speak, I'll treat it as a joke. If you don't, then you're going to die. Don't think I'll let you off the hook."
Mu Yunsheng felt a tightness in his chest, secretly resenting that person for not arriving yet. He had clearly promised to come back to save him. After much deliberation, Mu Yunsheng decided to take a gamble and use the so-called bewitching technique that person had taught him to deal with Mu Yunhe. He didn't know if it would work, but as long as he could buy some time, that would be fine.
Mu Yunsheng's voice suddenly became deep and infectious: "Don't get agitated. I know our relationship is now irreconcilable, but if you had been willing to stand by my side back then, even if you had ignored me, I would have treated you as an honored guest after I ascended the throne. Even Luo Zhiheng's death cannot be entirely blamed on us. Although I schemed against Luo Zhiheng, she was too stubborn. I gave her a chance at the last moment. I said that as long as she begged me and agreed to persuade you to help me, I would immediately release her and help her kill Luo Ningshuang."
"But Luo Zhiheng not only refused me, she also insulted me. I admire your integrity and your refusal to bow down, but what good is it? Isn't your current separation and death directly related to your stubbornness? If you had been a little more accommodating back then, you would have known that a wise bird chooses its tree to perch on. You don't need to act like this today. Mu Yunhe, your tragedy lies in your arrogance. You also bear responsibility for Luo Zhiheng's death." Mu Yunsheng now only wanted to buy time until his true savior arrived, so he deliberately twisted some things to harass Mu Yunhe.
Mu Yunhe had clearly taken it to heart. His resolute expression wavered, and his gaze darkened as he looked at him, his voice tinged with a hint of madness: "Do you blame me? Does it have anything to do with me? Yes, it is. Everything that Aheng suffered back then is my fault. I failed to protect her. I failed to discover this huge conspiracy sooner. It was my negligence that caused her to suffer so much..."
Mu Yunhe already felt sorry for Luo Zhiheng. His mind was almost driven to the brink of madness by the imagined suffering Luo Zhiheng had endured over the past few years. His sadness and despair were no less than Luo Zhiheng's during those three years. He felt self-blame, guilt, and fear. He even hated himself. He felt so heartbroken that he wanted to rip his heart out and throw it away. Was it only when his heart was gone that he would stop trembling and unable to breathe from the pain?
A glint flashed in Mu Yunsheng's eyes as he angrily and shamelessly accused Mu Yunhe, making Mu Yunhe repeatedly repeat to himself that he was guilty. He said, "It's all your fault! If you had considered Luo Zhiheng more back then, you wouldn't be separated by death today. Luo Zhiheng listened to you in everything. If you hadn't stubbornly insisted on your own way, how could Luo Zhiheng have been in danger? Wasn't the purpose of capturing Luo Zhiheng to force her to submit to you? If it weren't for wanting your help and support, who would treat such a lovely woman like Luo Zhiheng that way? You killed Luo Zhiheng, you even killed her!!"
Mu Yunhe suddenly felt a jolt of excitement, and that one sentence instantly filled his mind.
He's the one who killed Luo Zhiheng! It's all his fault that Luo Zhiheng left him for three years! It's all his fault that Luo Zhiheng couldn't go home for three years, and couldn't even acknowledge her when she returned! It's all his fault, he's the real culprit!
At this moment, Mu Yunhe was experiencing the greatest emotional fluctuations, being the most excited, the most angry, and the most heartbroken. Any kind of crooked or evil thought could easily enter his mind and control his spirit. He stared blankly at Mu Yunsheng, his gaze somewhat vacant, but in his heart, he increasingly blamed and hated himself.
Seeing Mu Yunhe's expression, Mu Yunsheng was also pleasantly surprised. It had succeeded? Could it really have worked? It seemed that person wasn't entirely useless after all.
Pressing his advantage, Mu Yunsheng attempted to control Mu Yunhe's soul, continuing in a low, seductive voice, "You are a sinner. Shouldn't you avenge Luo Zhiheng? You killed Luo Zhiheng. Only when you die can Luo Zhiheng's soul find peace, can she truly be happy, and can all the pain she endured truly vanish. Mu Yunhe, you are the culprit. Die! Avenge Luo Zhiheng! Kill yourself! Hurry up! Hurry up!"
The scene was chaotic, with both sides locked in a standoff, the sounds of clashing weapons and screams filling the air. These sounds also masked what Mu Yunsheng was currently doing. And Mu Yunhe's unusual behavior remained unnoticed.
Meanwhile, Luo Ningshuang, who had been overlooked, had been observing Mu Yunhe's every move. Just moments before, seeing Mu Yunsheng cornered by Mu Yunhe, Luo Ningshuang had secretly resented Mu Yunsheng for being a good-for-nothing, wondering how she could escape her predicament. Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, Mu Yunsheng would actually manage to stop Mu Yunhe? Impossible!
Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to her, Luo Ningshuang slowly approached Mu Yunhe. When she finally heard Mu Yunsheng's words, she was shocked for a moment. When she saw that Mu Yunhe's eyes were indeed glazed over, and he looked like he had been dumbfounded, Luo Ningshuang finally realized how terrifying Mu Yunsheng was. But as long as Mu Yunsheng won, they would still have a chance to live, and she was determined to continue living and let Mu Yunsheng know her worth.
Now, all we need to do is let Mu Yunhe die!
Luo Ningshuang was willing to do anything to survive; if she didn't care about herself, she deserved to be struck down by heaven and earth. She spotted a knife on the ground, picked it up shakily, slowly moved behind Mu Yunhe, and then raised it closer and closer.
Mu Yunsheng naturally saw Luo Ningshuang behind Mu Yunhe. His eyes flickered. This Luo Ningshuang wasn't completely useless. At least she was still quite clever for now. Mu Yunhe was clearly in a state of confusion, but his bewitching technique might not be very effective. If Luo Ningshuang could kill Mu Yunhe while he was in a state of confusion, that would be the best way to eliminate the root of the problem!
Mu Yunhe remained oblivious to all of this. Mu Yunsheng was still deceiving Mu Yunhe. Luo Ningshuang, holding a knife, was only two steps away from Mu Yunhe. Everything would happen to you in an instant.
On the other side, General Tong had just finished off one of Mu Yunsheng's troublesome generals with a single stroke. He was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and turn around to look for Mu Yunhe. However, when he turned around on his horse and looked up at the scene not far away, General Tong's powerful and fierce heart suddenly clenched. He was so frightened that he couldn't even shout out, and dared not shout out, for fear of startling Luo Ningshuang and harming Mu Yunhe instead!
General Tong felt that everything he had experienced today was so unbelievable. How could Mu Yunhe's most beloved woman have become Luo Ningshuang? And Luo Ningshuang picked up a knife to kill Mu Yunhe, and the traitor Mu Yunsheng also appeared. Everything had become chaotic. But the most terrifying thing was the scene before him.
General Tong charged forward on horseback like a madman. He estimated that the distance was not far and that he could reach Mu Yunhe's side in no time. However, Luo Ningshuang was standing right behind Mu Yunhe, and the knife was already hanging over the back of Mu Yunhe's head. She could fall at any moment, and General Tong would not be able to save Mu Yunhe in time.
Luo Ningshuang bit her lip tightly, her eyes finally bursting with the most powerful ferocity she had ever felt in both her lives. She thought of all the disasters she had suffered in her previous life, all the misery she had endured after Mu Yunhe's death, and the harm she had suffered in this life because of Mu Yunhe's fondness for the nude photos. All the harm she had suffered in both her lives was related to Mu Yunhe! Today, she could finally kill Mu Yunhe with her own hands!
His狰狞 eyes were filled with a twisted smile, and a knife finally came crashing down. He could no longer hold back and roared, "Die!"
"Yun He, get out of the way!!" General Tong's eyes were bloodshot. The sharpness of the knife reflected in his eyes, illuminating his tightly closed pupils. He roared and ran wildly, throwing the knife in his hand forward with all his might, aiming straight for Luo Ning Shuang's body.
Perhaps it was General Tong's roar that had an effect, for a glimmer of light suddenly flashed across Mu Yunhe's previously dull gaze. He raised his head slightly, staring blankly ahead, and as if sensing something, he subconsciously turned his body to the side...
Luo Ningshuang's fatal blow, to Mu Yunsheng's expectant gaze, missed its mark and landed on Mu Yunhe's left arm.
General Tong's blade flew over and pierced Luo Ningshuang's right arm. The sharp blade instantly severed Luo Ningshuang's right arm, and blood spurted two feet high.
"Ah!!" Luo Ningshuang screamed shrilly, falling to the ground and pressing her left hand tightly against her severed right arm, writhing in pain.
The pain finally jolted Mu Yunhe awake, pulling him from Mu Yunsheng's spell. He endured the pain in his arm, his gaze dark as he looked at Luo Ningshuang, who was writhing on the ground screaming in agony. Then, looking at Mu Yunsheng, whose face had drastically changed, he gritted his teeth and said, "Soul-binding spell? You actually know soul-binding spells?! That's impossible! Only someone from beyond this world could use such an evil secret technique. You're human, you shouldn't know it. Tell me, who taught you?"
Mu Yunhe's expression changed as he realized what was happening. He had just been caught in a violent emotional struggle, and even without this evil spell, he would likely have been in danger of going berserk. But this evil secret technique had unfortunately appeared. Luckily, Mu Yunsheng had only just begun to learn it; if Mu Yunsheng had mastered its intricacies, he would probably have been ruined today.
He secretly hated himself for his carelessness and his inability to control his emotions, but the thought of Luo Zhiheng filled Mu Yunhe with remorse, causing his emotions to fluctuate wildly. But this Mu Yunsheng was shrouded in mystery; who was behind him?
Mu Yunsheng retreated in panic, but still retained his masculine arrogance, coldly snorting, "I didn't kill you because I'm not as skilled as you, but don't be arrogant. If you really kill me today, you'll regret it sooner or later!"
"Yunhe, how are you? Let me see!" General Tong dismounted, the terror still flashing before his eyes, and he grabbed Mu Yunhe, trembling with fear.
"Uncle, I'm fine. Thank you for shouting just now. Otherwise, Yunhe would have really died at the hands of that vile woman and that beast today." Mu Yunhe was happy with his uncle's shout. A loud voice that could shake the heavens and earth was indeed useful at crucial moments.
General Tong was relieved to see that Mu Yunhe was really alright, but then said with a sinister tone, "It's too dangerous here. You and your men should retreat immediately. I'll lead the Slaughter Team to wipe out these people."
Looking at the two groups fighting evenly, Mu Yunhe said, "How could that be? If I take some more people away, my uncle will probably be in immediate danger. These people are all elites and not easy to deal with. If we capture Mu Yunsheng, we can make them surrender."
Mu Yunsheng immediately sneered, "You're dreaming! These people are not people who obey me at all. Even if you kill me, they will not give up resisting. Mu Yunhe, I advise you to consider cooperating with me. I'll say it again: I'll make you emperor, and all you have to do is give me wealth and glory. I will tell you the great secret that the late emperor kept before he died."
Mu Yunhe and General Tong exchanged a glance, both feeling that there was something strange about Mu Yunsheng. General Tong protected Mu Yunhe while keeping an eye on Luo Ningshuang. Mu Yunhe said to Mu Yunsheng, "Tell me now what you know, and I might consider giving you a complete corpse. Also, the people you brought don't listen to you. Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?"
Mu Yunsheng said viciously, "They don't listen to me. The person they obey is someone you can't afford to offend, even now. Mu Yunhe, you'd better be sensible. Have you forgotten what happened three years ago? Do you want to repeat the same mistake?"
"Since you're spouting so much nonsense, then I'll send you on your way!" Mu Yunhe said fiercely, slashing Mu Yunsheng with his sword. A deep, bone-revealing wound suddenly appeared. He didn't kill Mu Yunsheng with one blow, but instead tortured him with blow after blow.
Mu Yunsheng could no longer bear the pain after only a few stabs. Trembling, he begged for mercy, "Spare me, and I'll tell you everything. Before the late emperor died, he actually asked your father to summon the Pharaoh and the ministers in order to change the heir to the throne. But the late emperor died as soon as Prince Mu left. Only you, Prince Mu, know about this. I'm afraid that Prince Mu didn't tell the ministers about this at all so that Mu Yunchang was able to ascend the throne smoothly."
Mu Yunhe's expression changed. If the late emperor really had such a will, and Prince Mu changed it or disobeyed it without authorization, then he would be guilty of disobeying the imperial decree. Moreover, the late emperor's will should be obeyed in principle.
"What were the contents of that will?" Mu Yunhe's voice became serious.
Even General Tong looked at Mu Yunsheng in shock. Concealing the imperial edict and deceiving the emperor were serious crimes. How could Prince Mu do such a thing?
Mu Yunsheng's face was full of sarcasm. After coughing up several mouthfuls of blood, he sneered, "There was no imperial edict, only an oral decree. The late emperor's oral decree was that after his death, he appointed Prince Mu as the Retired Emperor and passed the throne to... Mu Yunhe!"
Mu Yunhe's cold and handsome face darkened further, but more than that, it was filled with astonishment, disbelief, and incomprehension.
General Tong was shocked and instinctively wanted to retort, but he shut his mouth and thought hard. When he figured something out, his eyes were almost bloodshot, and he spoke in a sinister tone: "Did the late emperor really pass the throne to Mu Yunhe?!"
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502 Kill Mu Yunsheng, chop Luo Ningshuang! (Bonus chapter for 39,000 comments)
Updated: 2013-12-17 23:02:32 Word Count: 3630
"Why would I lie to you now? So, Mu Yunhe, do you understand now? The throne you risked your life to protect back then was actually for your own protection; that position should have belonged to you. You paid a terrible price for it. You lost your ability as a diviner, you lost your beloved wife, you lost that supreme throne! You handed it over to someone else with your own hands, and all of this, your father, our great and selfless Prince Mu, knew!"
"But he didn't say anything, just watched you submit to others and wholeheartedly assist the new emperor. Mu Yunhe, your father really loves you. In your most painful time, when you almost lost everything, he stabbed you in the back silently!" Mu Yunsheng said with a sense of vengeful pleasure.
Mu Yunhe's face was grim, revealing nothing of his thoughts, but General Tong was furious! He believed the emperor was highly likely to pass the throne to Mu Yunhe. For any country under heaven, Mu Yunhe serving as emperor would be an unparalleled honor, and Mu Yunhe was absolutely qualified to be emperor. But if Prince Mu had truly concealed these things, it would be a betrayal of Mu Yunhe! Mu Yunhe could refuse to be emperor himself, but how could his father betray his own son like this?
General Tong couldn't understand it, but his heart ached terribly. He had gone from utterly disliking and hating Luo Zhiheng to liking her, and then back to liking her even more. Time and time again, the things Luo Zhiheng did were astonishing, surprising, and admirable. But three years ago, that child was seriously injured and fell into a coma, almost dying.
But no one expected that the child wasn't seriously injured and unconscious, but had been switched at birth. Not only that, the child had also endured many hardships over the past three years! Mu Yunhe was capable of ascending the throne. The Tong family didn't have the ambition to overthrow the royal family, but since their grandson was a capable emperor, the Tong family would naturally give their full support.
But all of this was ruined by Prince Mu! General Tong was truly baffled. What was Prince Mu, this father, good for? How could he treat his own son like this?
With such a massive conspiracy, the death of his beloved wife, and the sudden discovery of his father's betrayal, everything came together in a disastrous turn of events. How could Mu Yunhe possibly withstand it?!
This secret is absolutely revolutionary and horrifying!
"Yunhe, don't be sad. What's yours will be taken back by your uncle! As long as you want it, just say the word, and your uncle will risk his life to support you! As for that kind of father, it's better to be without him. Although you've lost a lot, you still have your maternal grandfather and your uncle!" General Tong was a real man and didn't know how to say anything gentle. Even such sentimental words were spoken with a strong sense of rationality.
Mu Yunhe was not as heartbroken as Mu Yunsheng had imagined, nor did he feel the disappointment and anger that General Tong had worried about. He didn't care about imperial power or the throne; the only person he truly cared about in his life was Luo Zhiheng.
If Luo Zhiheng were truly dead today, never to return, he would surely go mad, destroying all his enemies before destroying himself. But Luo Zhiheng is alive! And right beside him, so nothing else matters. As long as his Aheng is alive, Mu Yunhe can live well.
Mu Yunhe was shocked by this great secret. The late emperor's change of heart before his death was understandable upon reflection, but Prince Mu's actions puzzled and chilled him. Anger, sadness, and heartache, now compounded by chilling feelings, made Mu Yunhe feel like he was in deep trouble. No one knew how much he was suffering.
"Is this the secret you sought?" Mu Yunhe asked coldly, looking at Mu Yunsheng with disdain.
Before Mu Yunsheng could even finish basking in the smugness and gloating in his eyes, he was stunned by Mu Yunhe's calm and indifferent demeanor, his face freezing on his nerves. He exclaimed in surprise, "You're not even reacting in your dreams? Shouldn't you be angry and sad? Your father betrayed you! You missed out on the throne! You should be the emperor! Mu Yunhe, are you out of your mind with anger?"
"Since you can still reveal such a secret before you die, I might as well leave you with a whole corpse. But you have to tell me, how did you find out about this?" Mu Yunhe did not let Mu Yunsheng off the hook.
Mu Yunsheng, of course, could not easily reveal the secret passage and his affair with the late emperor's concubines, so he gritted his teeth and remained silent.
Mu Yunhe only asked that question. It didn't matter if Mu Yunsheng didn't answer; he would find out. As for Mu Yunsheng, he had to die!
Mu Yunhe made his move, severing Mu Yunsheng's Achilles tendon with a single stroke. Mu Yunsheng was going to die, but it would be better if he were to be tortured to death slowly! His Ah Heng had met his end because of this man's conspiracy, and this man had watched helplessly as Ah Heng was abused, beaten, and fell off a cliff. It was unforgivable!
Mu Yunhe slashed at Mu Yunsheng's body again and again. Mu Yunsheng roared, begged for mercy, and finally cried, because no one could endure such intense pain. He dared not be defiant anymore and began to beg for mercy, pleading for Mu Yunhe's forgiveness. But Mu Yunhe's face was gloomy as he continued to stab holes in Mu Yunsheng's body.
Mu Yunsheng had no strength left. His body was riddled with holes, blood leaking from every part of him. He collapsed to the ground, knowing he was doomed. Mu Yunhe would never let him go. He could no longer suppress his anger and hatred, cursing, "You think you'll get away with killing me? Impossible! Someone will avenge me, and that person will definitely kill you! Mu Yunhe, you'll die a horrible death! You'll definitely die a horrible death! It's your own fault that you and Luo Zhiheng can never be together, hahaha, I'll be waiting for you in hell!!"
"You'll never see me again, because I'll live happily, and you, die!" Mu Yunhe said ruthlessly, his hand flashing as his sword slashed across Mu Yunsheng's eyes. Mu Yunsheng screamed and clutched his eyes, but he didn't even have the strength to roll over. Mu Yunhe said in a low voice, "Mu Yunsheng, you really shouldn't have come. You overestimated yourself. In my eyes, you are nothing. It was because of you that my Aheng died. You really deserve to die."
Unable to control his hatred, Mu Yunhe stabbed Mu Yunsheng all over with his sword, leaving holes all over his body. Mu Yunsheng was tortured to death by Mu Yunhe, with not a single unscathed spot on his body. In the end, he was tortured to death.
Luo Ningshuang was already terrified and dumbfounded. Watching Mu Yunhe torture Mu Yunsheng in one fell swoop, the knives and holes seemed to appear on her body. She also felt pain and fear. She even forgot the pain of her severed arm and only wanted to run away and escape from here. Mu Yunhe has gone mad. He has gone mad!
"Don't be afraid, you will definitely not die by my hand early. I will make you experience what it means to wish you were dead every day. I will slowly torture you to death." Mu Yunhe seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. His cold voice made Luo Ningshuang stagger even more.
Luo Ningshuang cautiously turned around and saw Mu Yunhe coldly wiping the battle sword with his blood-stained white robe. He was also looking at her, his extremely beautiful eyes filled with cold mockery and murderous intent.
Luo Ningshuang was terrified by Mu Yunhe's devilishly arrogant and ruthless appearance. She fell to the ground, almost curling up into a ball, and cried, "It's not my fault! It's all my fault! It was Mu Yunsheng's conspiracy. He forced me to do it. I didn't want to. Luo Zhiheng is my own sister. How could I possibly want to kill her? Yunhe, you have to believe me..."