An unknown emotion, unprecedented in her, rose from the depths of Mu Huan's heart, making her feel deeply uncomfortable. It felt like a fire was burning inside her, ready to explode. But why? For five hundred years, she had always been able to handle everything calmly, but why, this time, just this time, did she feel so deeply distressed?
Mu Huan clutched her chest, which seemed to be bleeding. A voice kept telling her that the only person who cared about her was gone, and there would never be another. All of this was thanks to a woman in the magnificent palace not far away.
Why? Everyone around her said that the woman already had everything she wanted and everything was under her control, so why was she still so greedy and wanted to take away the only warmth that was around her?
Mu Huan walked out of the Forgotten River. This was the first time she had stepped out of the Forgotten River and onto land. She had been warned before that she must never step out of the Forgotten River, and she had done so. So why did they push her into such a desperate situation?
Blood-soaked feet stomped on the ground, and the bells on their ankles rang out in bursts, crisp and pleasing to the ears. With every step, flowers bloomed. In an instant, red spider lilies bloomed all along the banks of the Forgotten River, their growth momentum seeming to destroy the entire ghost world.
"Your Highness, please return to Wangchuan immediately!" Rows of law enforcement ghost soldiers blocked Mu Huan's way, pointing their blood-red swords at him in unison, with expressionless faces and speaking the coldest words. These were the puppet soldiers under that man.
"What if I must walk out of the Forgetful River today?" The pain from a hundred years of inhuman torture had already made her invulnerable to swords and guns. The wounds all over her body reminded her all the time that she was no longer afraid of these things!
She had already suffered the wounds she deserved. She had experienced the pain she was supposed to endure. Today, even if it meant destroying the entire Forgotten River, she would personally tear that vile fox down and let it burn in the netherworld. Whatever Gui Yi had endured, that fox would endure no less.
"Your Highness, please don't make things difficult for us!"
These ghost soldiers were all sworn to be loyal to the Ghost King until death, but since some time ago, they began to slowly obey the orders of that woman, respecting and following her blindly without any regard for her feelings.
"If you want to fight, just fight. Why all the nonsense?" She clearly wanted to fight, so why pretend to be so embarrassed? In their eyes, she was just a princess in name only, wasn't she?
"I'm sorry, Your Highness!" The ghost soldier in the middle nodded to the ones on his left and right, signaling to take action.
Dozens of long swords came at once, carrying with them corrosive ghost power, showing no mercy at all! A flash of red light flashed in Mu Huan's eyes. If that's the case, then don't blame her.
She hadn't meant for things to get this far. If things had remained peaceful, that would have been best. She could have stayed in the Forgotten River, making amends day after day. But why kill them all? Why was she so obsessed with coveting other people's things?
Seeing the long sword coming, Mu Huan did not panic. The red spider lilies under his feet were still growing at a crazy speed. The long stems and leaves stretched out directly wrapped around the ghost soldiers' weapons at lightning speed, restricting their movements.
Lycoris radiata is a rare plant king in the ghost world, and what can a group of ghost soldiers do to it? Moreover, what the ghost soldiers fear most is not the terrifying and amazing ability of Lycoris radiata to entangle, but the toxins on its flowers and leaves, which can absorb the power of ghost souls.
Why are so many people afraid of Manjushage? It's because those who fall into Manjushage's hands will most likely never fall into reincarnation, but instead their souls will be crushed by the poison, a hundred times more cruel than the will-o'-the-wisp fire instructed by the Ghost King used by the nine-tailed fox.
"Ah!" Soon, shocking screams continued, and all the ghost soldiers could only watch their souls being eroded by the poison bit by bit, leaving nothing behind.
It took a long time until only a pool of blood remained on the ground, slowly flowing into the River of Forgetfulness.
Mu Huan waved her hand, and the blood solidified on the surface. How could these dirty souls be worthy of entering the Wangchuan River? Don't pollute the place where she atones her sins.
Seeing the empty road ahead, devoid of a single ghost, Mu Huan finally felt satisfied and slowly walked forward. The entire Wangchuan River was filled with the jingling of bells, a sound that seemed particularly terrifying in this perpetually lonely and dark ghost world.
Why did Mu Huan make such a big fuss, but the Ghost King didn't react at all? Because at that moment, a grand banquet was being held in the Ghost Palace. The Ghost King invited prestigious people from all races to attend the birthday banquet for his youngest son born to him and the Nine-tailed Fox.
At this time, the various races were still superficially at peace, with no conflicts between them. Of course, with the exception of the demons, gods and demons were incompatible, and the gods were far more powerful, so when it came to choosing sides, it was easy to tell which side to take.
There was singing and dancing in the Ghost Palace. The nine-tailed fox held her young child in her arms, smiling kindly, as if the evil person before was not her.
"Report!" A panicked little ghost rushed into the hall from outside, crawling to the steps of the hall, with a bright and juicy Lycoris radiata wrapped around his body, which was eroding his soul.
"What happened?" The Ghost King looked somewhat displeased. How could such an ominous thing as Lycoris radiata appear here on such an important day?
"Reporting to the Ghost King!" The little ghost tried his best to ignore the burning sensation in his soul, preparing to explain the whole story. However, before he could utter a single word, a lush green vine outside the door snagged onto the little ghost's soul and pulled it back, allowing the red spider lilies to rapidly erode it. With a sizzling sound, the little ghost's soul was completely shattered.
"You want to know what happened? Why don't you just ask me, Father?" Mu Huan, wearing a blood-stained red dress and barefoot, left a bloody footprint with every step. The bells on her ankles tinkled, bringing back endless memories for the Ghost King.
"You bold and rebellious son, how dare you escape from Wangchuan without permission." The Ghost King reacted quickly and started cursing without asking why.
The nine-tailed fox beside her had been staring at Mu Huan's face since she appeared, her eyes filled with endless hatred and jealousy. For so many years, she had always had people make trouble for Mu Huan, but she had never seen her in person. She didn't expect that her face looked exactly like that bitch's!
The hateful nine-tailed fox clutched the child in her arms tightly, and the child cried loudly in pain.
"Even if I don't come, am I still a rebellious son? In your eyes, I will always be this image. Why don't I live up to this title? What do you think?" Mu Huan had no feelings for this nominal father.
She was not raised by her side since she was a child, so no matter how blood is thicker than water, to her, he is just a dying person.
"Mu Huan, how can you speak to your father like that?" The nine-tailed fox handed her child to a maid beside her, walked down the steps of the palace, and came in front of Mu Huan. There was naked provocation on her face.
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