"As expected of Lord Mo, even the Plum Blossom Illusionary Fragrance did not make you fall for it. It is not unjust for me to have fallen into your hands."

Mo Yunzhao looked up at Ling Yongqing, who was holding a folding fan and tapping his hand repeatedly.

It's unclear whether what he said was sarcastic or complimentary.

"So, this is what you look like."

Although Ling Yongqing looked tired, he was dressed in fine clothes, holding a folding fan, and his hair was tied up with a jade crown.

Stepping out from under the banyan tree, with the red plum blossoms covering the mountain as a backdrop, one does indeed appear somewhat dashing and debonair.

It seems I haven't been completely drained from this life yet.

Ling Yongqing stood motionless under the banyan tree, but looked up at Mo Yunzhao. She saw that Mo Yunzhao was dressed in red, with her long black hair flowing down her back and fluttering in the wind.

Truly, she was as beautiful as fire and as alluring as a demon.

His eyes fell on her bloodshot eyes, and he suddenly asked, "You can see now?"

The Crown Prince really did cure Mo Yunzhao's eyes.

"Where is my elder sister?" Mo Yunzhao asked coldly.

Ling Yongqing clicked his tongue, "I should take her into my concubine harem and pamper her properly."

As he spoke, he looked up and his gaze fell upon Mo Yunzhao's exquisite face. "I will immediately take your place and fulfill your regret of not marrying me."

Mo Yunzhao asked again in a cold voice, "Where is my elder sister?"

Ling Yongqing waved his folding fan and said, "Give me the city lord's token, and I will tell you where Mo Yunlan is."

Mo Yunzhao glanced at him lightly, "The City Lord's Order? You've joined forces with Mo Bici?"

She thought that if she succeeded in stirring things up, they would fight like dogs.

Ling Yongqing: "No, I was demoted to a commoner thanks to you. Why don't you seize the city lord's token, become the city lord of Moyang City, and then settle accounts with them?"

"Is that so?" Mo Yunzhao's sharp, blood-red eyes fell on him.

Ling Yongqing felt as if those blood-red eyes could see right through him.

He had been plotting to kill Mo Bici these past few days, but after what she said, he understood.

So they turned around and targeted Mo Yunzhao instead.

"Mo Yunzhao, don't waste time with me. Mo Yunlan is in the Nine Nether Mountains. You know how powerful the Plum Blossom Illusion Fragrance is. If this goes on too long, she will die."

Mo Yunzhao stared at him with her blood-red eyes, then readily tossed the city lord's token over.

Ling Yongqing immediately caught it, and after confirming that it was indeed the city lord's order, he pointed to a location, "Mo Yunlan is there."

He originally planned to sleep with Mo Yunlan first, and then throw her into the Nine Nether Mountain.

But Mo Yunzhao arrived too quickly. He had only touched the belt and hadn't even succeeded, so he had to throw it away.

Mo Yunzhao slipped inside and saw Mo Yunlan lying on the ground, her belt undone, her shoulders half-exposed.

At that moment, she had a satisfied and happy smile on her face, as if she were having a beautiful dream.

"Sister, wake up." Mo Yunzhao helped her pull up her collar and gently shook her.

call out.

A powerful force cleaved through the void.

Mo Yunzhao looked up, waved her hand, and dispersed the wind blade that was aimed straight at her head.

Red plum blossoms on the tree fell one after another.

"Ling Yongqing... Pfft!"

The overwhelming power, like a giant mountain, suddenly pressed down on Mo Yunzhao, causing him to cough up a mouthful of blood.

The next instant, a thick black mist, as if it had come to life, surged toward Mo Yunzhao.

Ling Yongqing waved his folding fan as he watched this scene. "The danger of Nine Nether Mountain lies in the fact that you cannot fight inside or damage a single plant or tree. Once you break the rules, you will be swallowed up by the black mist, and not even your bones will be seen!"

He laughed smugly: "After you die, I will sleep with Mo Yunlan and then sell her to a pleasure boat."

Mo Yunzhao's hands were bound by the black mist, which slowly swallowed her up.

Her eyes were red as she unleashed all her magic, shouting, "I want you dead!"

However, her magic was neutralized by the black mist, and in the end, only a blade passed by Ling Yongqing's side.

She was instantly swallowed by the thick fog and struggled to breathe.

"A Zhao!"

A flash of red appeared before his eyes, and he pulled her into his arms.

The two were instantly swallowed up by the thick black mist, and not a trace of them could be seen.