No one expected that the body had been left there for several days, and in the end, the truth was so unexpected.
Yin Sen is dead.
Thinking of the day he went to Guilin Manor to pick up the bride in place of Yin Mo, Rong Shang couldn't help but frown.
Before her eyes, Yin Mo had already covered the body with a white sheet. Rong Shang watched him take a step back, and then bowed three times to Yin Sen's corpse.
As he straightened up, the man looked ahead with a complicated expression, but his calm voice echoed in the inner hall, "Give them a proper burial."
"Yes, Sect Master."
She thought it was just her and Yin Mo here, and she didn't know who Yin Mo was talking to. But as soon as he finished speaking, a sound came from the eaves.
Rong Shangmo and Yin Mo are the sect leaders of Minghua Cave. No matter where he goes, he should have some experts protecting him in secret.
But I wonder if Yin Xiaobai will receive the same treatment.
Just then, seeing Yin Mo taking a step to leave, Rong Shang followed without thinking.
She didn't get too close to him, keeping a step or two's distance. "You don't ask me why you're so sure there's something wrong with that corpse?"
"If I ask, will you answer me?"
Suddenly, Yin Mo stopped in her tracks.
When Rong Shang saw this, she also stopped.
Rong Shang glanced at the man's back, then turned her face away and deliberately said, "No."
She thought she was just trying to annoy him and vent her anger, but no sooner had Rong Shang finished speaking than the man in front of her spoke in an even colder voice.
"Well, that's why I won't ask."
Rong Shang sneered, "..."
Men, you really are... you'll never learn unless you're properly taught a lesson.
She walked up quickly and immediately stood in front of Yin Mo.
When the man looked at her with a puzzled expression, Rong Shang turned around and suddenly grabbed his shirt collar.
With a forceful tug, Yin Mo instinctively lowered his head.
As a result, Rong Shang leaned over and gently bit his soft, thin lips.
Yin Mo hissed as he felt a sharp pain on his lip.
When the view in front of her blurred, Rong Shang had already released him and taken a step back.
"Yin Mo, does it feel good to say one thing and mean another?"
Her slightly annoyed voice came, but Yin Mo blushed because of her sudden behavior.
Her lips, which had been bitten raw, were now oozing a thin trickle of blood. Yin Mo raised her hand to touch them, and her voice inexplicably lowered.
What are you doing?
"Miss Jiang already has Han Qing, so please don't—"
Before Yin Mo could finish speaking, a strong gust of wind suddenly blew in.
Before he could even see what was happening, he was already pinned against the wall by Rong Shang.
At that moment, he looked at the woman in front of him, and there was a hint of danger in her beautiful peach blossom eyes.
this……
Yin Mo frowned, then shook his head violently, probably thinking he was hallucinating.
Yes, Jiang Muyu is just a weak woman, how could she have such skills?
In fact, he was completely unprepared.
Therefore, Yin Mo preferred to believe that he was hallucinating.
But now, Rong Shang pinned him against the wall, staring at him intently with a deep gaze, her tone cold and tinged with danger, "I'll just ask you one question: in your heart, am I there?"
"I..." Yin Mo choked on her breath and forced herself to turn her face away. "It's all in the past between us."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt another sharp pain on his lips.
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