23 weeks pregnant.

Pfft!

"Uh... Luo Fan! You..."

Mu Yunling's eyes widened, a trickle of blood flowing from her small red lips. She turned her head in disbelief to look at her husband.

"Mu Yunling, I'm tired of playing around with you after all these years. If my father hadn't stopped me from making a move, I wouldn't have bothered with this husband-and-wife act. It's disgusting."

The eldest elder's son, Luo Fan, smirked, his smile full of mockery. His father, Luo Yi, had informed him today that he could get rid of Mu Yunling at any time, so he couldn't wait to reveal his true nature. He was already tired of playing the role of a good husband for so many years.

"Luo Fan, I never expected you to be this kind of person..."

Mu Yunling clutched her chest, the white short blade gleaming with a cold light. She tried to circulate her immortal power, but she couldn't get it to work.

"Hahaha! Don't waste your energy. I've coated this short blade with a layer of Immortal-Suppressing Powder, an eighth-grade elixir. My good wife, you can go in peace!"

Luo Fan released the short blade in his hand, spread his arms wide, mocking Mu Yunling for being stupid while laughing wildly without restraint. His long hair moved without wind, flying in the air.

Mu Yunling staggered forward a few steps and sat down with a 'plop' under a big tree. Leaning against the tree, she revealed a self-deprecating smile, her eyes lowered as she looked at the blood flowing continuously from her chest, her eyes filled with desolation.

Today was supposed to be her birthday, but Luo Fan used it as an excuse to lure her to this secluded valley. He thought there was some surprise in store, but unexpectedly, her birthday turned into her death anniversary. How surprising...

"My dear wife, do you have any last words? Maybe I'll help you finish them out, considering how many years we've been married?"

Luo Fan walked up to her, raised his right hand, gently lifted her chin, and looked into her eyes with deep affection.

"Pooh!"

Mu Yunling spat at Luo Fan, splashing his face.

"Hehe! Good, good, good!"

Luo Fan sneered, then his expression suddenly changed.

Snap!

"ah!"

Mu Yunling was slapped hard by Luo Fan and fell to the ground, lying in a pool of her own blood. Her white dress was stained with an eerie red. Her eyes became extremely cold, and even the excruciating pain in her chest could not make her facial expression tremble in the slightest.

"Damn it, you bitch!"

Luo Yun cursed as he wiped the saliva off his face.

"..."

Mu Yunling remained silent, lying quietly on the ground, motionless.

Luo Fan looked at his wife on the ground with disgust: "She's lying there like a dead dog, it's annoying to look at. Since that's the case, then I'll give you a quick death."

Clang!

Luo Fan drew his longsword from his waist, the blade enveloped in an earthy yellow aura. He curled his lip in disdain, raised the sword high, and slashed fiercely at Mu Yunling's back.

At this critical moment!

when!

A streak of blue light sent Luo Fan's longsword flying from his hand.

"Who is this person who dares to ruin my plans!"

Luo Fan's face contorted with rage as he shouted angrily.

"I never imagined that the spies in the family had reached the position of the Grand Elder. I am truly shocked. What I never expected even more is that Luo Fan, you are such a ruthless person, killing your wife who you have been with day and night for so many years without hesitation."

Before he arrived, his voice preceded his arrival, and ripples spread through the void before Luo Fan...