The air froze instantly, and Cai Yulan's face twisted into a ferocious grin: "I've given you face, but since you don't want it, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"You talk too much nonsense!" Mo Qingcheng rolled her eyes and said, infuriatingly.
"Damn it!" Cai Yulan curled her fingers into a claw and lunged at Mo Qingcheng's throat.
Mo Qingcheng raised an eyebrow, a wicked smile curving her lips: "You truly deserve to die!"
Cai Yulan's eyes were strange, and her aura was rising steadily. Mo Qingcheng was not surprised. She didn't know what kind of monster lived inside Cai Yulan, but she usually increased her strength at crucial moments.
What's so difficult about that?
Mo Qingcheng waved her small hand and smiled innocently: "This lady is giving you a great gift. I will not thank you for your kindness."
A handful of colorless and odorless powder was scattered over Cai Yulan's face and body.
Cai Yulan's expression changed slightly, and she hurriedly dodged, but she was still a beat too slow. Something stuck to her face, burning hot. In an instant, it felt like a thousand ants were gnawing at her heart, causing her pain so intense that she almost lost her mind.
Mo Qingcheng chuckled: "Miss Cai, are you surprised or not?"
"..." Cai Yulan opened her mouth but found that she could not make a sound, and the hatred in her eyes intensified.
Mo Qingcheng smiled and said, "The antidote."
"Don't even think about it!" Cai Yulan gritted her teeth, her face contorted with rage, and slammed her palm down.
Mo Qingcheng's afterimage flashed and disappeared in the blink of an eye, causing Cai Yulan's eyes to narrow sharply.
How... is this possible?
"Antidote!"
"Even if I die, you will never get me!" Cai Yulan laughed maniacally, and died after taking a dozen breaths.
Mo Qingcheng reacted swiftly, snapping the Soul-Devouring Whip around, and a nearly transparent soul on the tip of the whip struggled incessantly.
"Heh, trying to run away?" Mo Qingcheng restrained the wisp of soul that had possessed Cai Yulan and used soul-searching techniques to search the old monster's memories, wanting to completely cure Bai Yueniang's poison.
Unexpectedly, the old monster's severed memories, caused by poisoning, seemed to have been erased or deliberately sealed away long ago. After the soul search ended, the old monster's soul vanished completely from the world. Mo Qingcheng's face was pale when suddenly a handkerchief appeared before her.
Mo Qingcheng's heart skipped a beat, and she slowly turned around: "Why is it you?"
"Why can't it be me?" The man was dressed in a long black robe, and a layer of coldness lingered around his mask.
"Stay away from my mother!" A small figure rushed over and stood beside Mo Qingcheng, her cold eyes fixed on the man who was in her way.
Xuanyuan Lin smiled wryly: "I have no ill intentions towards you..."
"Bad people never admit they're bad!" Shangguan Yichen looked at Xuan Yuanlin warily, gripping his longsword tightly, ready to strike at any moment.
Mo Qingcheng smiled, a warm feeling flowing through her heart: "Eldest brother, Mother is alright..."
"You're not Mother's type!" Shangguan Yichen smirked, turned around, and helped Mo Qingcheng walk forward.
Xuanyuan Lin opened his mouth, watching helplessly as the two, one big and one small, mounted their horses and rode away.
"Master... how long are you going to keep this a secret?" Yun Feng sighed softly, "If this continues, I'm afraid..."
"Are you very free?" Xuan Yuanlin swept his cold gaze over him, revealing no emotion.
Yun Feng: "..."
You deserve to be single!
snort!
I... I curse you to a life of chasing after your wife through the crematorium!
Yun Feng lowered his eyes and remained silent, secretly hoping that his mistress would never forgive him and would have to find another husband.
Xuanyuan Lin stood there, gazing thoughtfully in the direction where the mother and child had disappeared. She was injured…
Mo Qingcheng was suffering from oxygen deprivation and her breathing became unsteady. After walking about three to five miles, her body went limp, and she was about to fall off her horse.
"Mother!" Shangguan Yichen cried out, but it was too late to intervene.
At the critical moment, a white figure descended from the sky, scooped up Mo Qingcheng in his arms.
Shangguan Yichen's eyes narrowed...
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