Chapter 123: The Third Master was so eager to protect his wife that he was tortured to death by the corpse
Suddenly they understood that their daughter was dead and there was no way she could come back.
All that was left was the corpse that had taken over the body. She couldn't help but burst into tears: "Moli."
"Why did you lie to us? You evil ghost, give our daughter back to us."
Bai Moshan wanted to fight Jing Chu to the death despite his injuries, but was pulled out by Li Jingyan's men.
The sounds of crying and despair continued to be heard, and the six people in the bathroom were also rescued.
The skin corpse is at its weakest when it is changing its skin, and Meng Fuling will not give it a chance to counterattack.
Just as Jing Chu was busy sewing up the leather, the bloody peach wood nail in her hand stabbed forward.
"Ah!" Tragic screams came one after another, and black murderous energy raged out of her body.
The whole room began to vibrate, and the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows was covered with dense lines.
"Meng Fuling, how dare you sneak attack me!" She shouted angrily, and the glass in the whole house shattered!
"Crash!" Debris flew everywhere, scratching the skin of her cheek, leaving a red blood mark.
Even when she changed her skin, the skin corpse was still very powerful. The peach wood nail in her hand pierced her heart.
A little closer, the peach wood stake penetrated deeper.
"Jingchu!" Meng Fuling shouted angrily, "You've committed countless crimes over the past thousand years. Today, I will reduce you to ashes."
The moment he touched her body, many images seemed to appear before her eyes.
The daughter of a wealthy family, who was as graceful as a willow tree, was sitting in front of the dressing table, with a deep sorrow on her ordinary face.
The maid outside the door ran in angrily: "Madam, it's bad, the master has gone to that vixen's room again."
Her hand was tightly gripping the wooden comb, and blood flowed down the comb onto the dressing table.
She is the daughter of the prime minister and her name is Xue Yingxue. She married the noble prince Chen Ke in the capital.
The marriage between the two families was a blind marriage. She thought that after marrying into the prince's mansion, she would become the prince's wife.
But she didn't expect that Chen Ke was actually a playboy, and he went to the main room in the yard on the wedding night.
From then on, there was revelry in the room opposite every night, but she never set foot there.
At this time, singing continued to be heard from the other side. It was that slut who was seducing Shitan to sing.
Taking advantage of Xue Yingxue's lack of favor, Jing Chu, a lowly maidservant, dared to show disrespect to her, the mistress of the house.
"Bah!" The maidservant spat in anger. "I heard that this concubine Jingchu is just a skinny girl from Yangzhou. She is indeed a lowly creature."
"If my wife hadn't been ill, how could she not be favored by the prince?"
"Cough, cough, cough!" Xue Yingxue covered her handkerchief with her hands and started coughing. The snow-white handkerchief was covered with red blood.
"I brought this tuberculosis from my mother's womb. I won't live much longer in this body!"
She was unwilling to accept it. Why was she not favored despite her noble status and had such a weak body?
The scene shifts to half a year later, when the Prince's Mansion is decorated with lights and lanterns.
Those who knew about it thought that he was marrying a skinny girl from Yangzhou as a concubine, but those who didn't know thought that the prince was getting married.
Everywhere outside was festive, except for Xue Yingxue's room, which was filled with a strong smell of medicine.
"Cough cough cough!" She lay on the bed trembling and went to get the bowl of medicine outside.
"Crash!" The door of the room was pushed open, and a woman in a red wedding dress walked in.
She is naturally charming, coquettish and alluring, especially her slender waist, which makes her a beauty who has been specially trained.
"Oh, isn't this Madam?" She grabbed the medicine bowl on the table and poured it on the ground.
He looked down at the terminally ill Xue Yingxue with an arrogant look and said, "Today is the day I marry the prince."
"Why don't you die sooner? If you die, I can marry the prince and become his wife instead of being his concubine."
"You, what did you say!" Xue Yingxue was furious: "You lowly thing, just based on your lowly status, you don't want to be a wife in this life."
"Haha!" Jing Chu laughed crazily: "Really? So what if you become a wife? You're still despised by the prince."
"Do you know what the prince told me? He said you were boring and ugly, and he would never marry you if it weren't for the marriage alliance."
"He also said that you're extremely boring in bed, not one ten-thousandth as charming as me. It's simply disgusting."
"You, you..." She was so angry that her face turned pale, she spat out a mouthful of blood and fell on the bed.
Predicted from birth that she would not live past the age of twenty, she finally died after being bedridden for a long time.
She died on the day of her husband's wedding with his concubine, with Jing Chu's mocking laughter echoing in her ears.
After her death, Xue Yingxue was filled with so much resentment that her soul turned into an evil ghost and began to seek revenge crazily.
On her wedding night, she killed Jing Chu with a knife and then peeled off her beautiful skin.
The complete human skin attached to her body, and from then on she was no longer Xue Yingxue but the beautiful Yangzhou skinny Ma Jingchu.
She went to the bridal chamber in place of Jing Chu and killed the prince who had treated her like a piece of trash with her own hands.
Then she killed six people in the mansion in succession and started living a life of replacing human skin.
More than a hundred years passed like this, and the villagers who continued to die tragically were discovered by the underworld and came to capture her.
After that, he crawled out of the nineteen levels of hell three times and came to the human world, where he continued to kill and do evil.
Seven days ago, she took the opportunity to peel off the face of the underworld guard and escaped again.
He happened to meet the Bai family who were holding a funeral, and Bai Moli also died of illness.
She borrowed her skin to be reborn and took the opportunity to deceive the Bai family couple who loved their daughter dearly.
She asked them to arrange this marriage and specially sent seven men to her for her to kill and then be reborn.
Unexpectedly, he was discovered by Meng Fuling, and now he has to change his skin temporarily.
At this point, Meng Fuling came back to her senses from these memories. Her eyes were sharp as a torch: "So your name is not Jing Chu, but Xue Yingxue."
After thousands of years, she suddenly heard this long-lost name, and a look of astonishment appeared on her face.
"No, my name is not Xue Yingxue, he is just an ugly sickly person!"
"My name is Jingchu, and I am the one that drives all men crazy."
She broke down and yelled, "Meng Fuling, shut up, shut up!"
It turns out that she hated her former self who was sick and dying and was not loved by her husband so much that she was obsessed with becoming a more beautiful person.
"Xue Yingxue, even if you change into someone else's skin, you are not yourself." Meng Fuling gave her one last chance.
"Surrender immediately and follow me back to the Nineteenth Level Prison, or I will surely reduce you to ashes."
"No, I will never!" She opened her scarlet eyes wildly and said, "I will kill him."
Xue Yingxue raised her finger, and Qin Muchen, who was not far away, walked towards her without any resistance.
"What's going on?" He felt that his body was out of control, and without the protection of the Buddhist beads, she instantly grabbed his neck.
"Let me go!" Qin Muchen struggled, but it was useless.
"Meng Fuling, do you want me to die or him to die?" Xue Yingxue sneered and warned her, "Choose for yourself."
"I noticed that you like this man very much. Tell me, would you regret it if I killed him?"
"I didn't!" Meng Fuling was surrounded by a murderous aura, and her hands were firmly stuck on the peach wood nails.
"Qin Muchen." She wanted to save him but was unable to move: "Xue Yingxue, let him go."
"Are you anxious? And you dare to say you don't like him?" She smiled evilly.
Qin Muchen's face turned pale and his breathing was irregular. He looked at Meng Fuling beside him.
He seemed to be about to say something when he heard a "click!"
Xue Yingxue exerted force on her hands instantly, and Qin Muchen closed his eyes and fell in front of her.
He's dead? Meng Fuling opened her eyes wide in shock. Qin Muchen just lay there motionless.
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