"What a stunning beauty!" He's so lucky today.
The man reached out to touch Mu Rong's face. Mu Rong chuckled and suddenly grabbed the man's hand.
Mu Rong's hands were slender and soft, but had a cold touch.
"beauty--"
He was about to reach out his other hand when the woman in front of him smiled again, and with a forceful pull, she ripped his arm off.
The man stared in disbelief at his severed hand, about to scream, when Mu Rong threw another punch. The man could feel his facial bones cracking, but he couldn't utter a sound and collapsed limply to the ground.
Upon seeing the man in black suddenly fall, the other men in black froze for a moment before rushing over.
What did you do to him?
The man in black intended to attack Mu Rong.
But then Mu Rong's smiling face suddenly changed.
Under the moonlight, her eyes gradually turned red.
Black demonic energy swirled around her.
"You, you're a demon?"
"How could that be? I'm just an ordinary woman."
Mu Rong's smile deepened as she slowly walked towards the man in black.
"A demon?! Aaaaah—"
As screams rang out, Ning Hongze and Ning Zhaozhao also ran out of the room.
Ning Zhaozhao was dressed neatly, while Ning Hong was somewhat disheveled.
"Mu Rong".
He called out softly.
Mu Rong's movements became a little stiff.
But this gave the man in black an opening.
He slashed at Mu Rong with his sword.
Ning Hong directly lashed out with vines, but Ning Zhaozhao was even faster. As a wisp of black mist drifted by, the man's hand was actually entangled by the black mist.
He had no way to exert any force.
Mu Rong raised her head, her blood-red eyes curving at him.
While she was in a daze, the knife in his hand had already slit his own throat.
How could that be?
His gaze fell on Mu Rong, who was getting more and more excited as the fight progressed.
Mu Rong has also fallen into demonic possession.
She actually—
Good heavens, the two most important women in his world have both fallen into demonic possession.
This is a setup on him, isn't it?
Ning Hong was completely stunned.
When he regained his senses, the entire courtyard was filled with the corpses of men in black.
The strong smell of blood sent chills down my spine.
Mu Rong squatted beside the corpses with bloodshot eyes, her eyes filled with longing. Ning Zhaozhao kept pulling her back, not letting her touch the corpses.
"You can't eat it, my brother said you can't eat it."
"Dirty."
"If you want to eat, your brother will cook for you."
"Brother, are you cooking?"
Mu Rong froze.
Upon hearing the word "brother," the color drained from her eyes in an instant. Her body trembled, and looking at the corpses scattered across the courtyard, she hesitated to turn and look at Ning Hongze. What had just happened to her? How had she inexplicably become possessed by a demon?
She did this in front of her brother—
"Let me check these bodies for any clues."
Then they disposed of the bodies.
"These must have been sent by the Ning family." Mu Rong guiltily piled the corpses together.
With so many bodies, burying them on the spot would be quite difficult.
"The Ning family? Ning Hongxuan?"
"If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have laid a hand on me."
Mentioning Ning Hongxuan, Mu Rong's expression froze. It was ultimately impossible for them to be together. "It's probably someone from the eldest branch of the family, and Ou Lanyue is also highly likely. They've always been very careful in their actions; they probably wouldn't leave any clues."
"Since there are no clues, let's dispose of these bodies first."
Leaving them in the yard remains a potential hazard.
"Brother, let me do it."
Ning Zhaozhao volunteered.
Not to be outdone, Mu Rong and the other woman quickly packed all the corpses together, and it's unclear what Mu Rong sprinkled into the bag.
A foul stench suddenly wafted out.
The fumes nearly made the remaining two people faint.
However, the bag quickly dented.
The corpses inside the bag had all turned to ashes.
Mu Rong is testing Ning Hongze's bottom line to see if her brother can accept the real her.
“Brother, this is the real me. What you saw before was all fake. I am not gentle or considerate at all.”
"I, Mu Rong, am ruthless and cruel, and have killed many people." She is the real 'witch'—
Mu Rong stood up, gritted her teeth, and turned to look at Ning Hongze.
Despite her harsh words, her eyes were red.
At this moment, seeing their anxious expressions, how could Ning Hong possibly utter a word of reproach? Most importantly, these people deserved to die.
He sighed and pressed her head against his chest.
"I'm sorry, brother is too late."
Ultimately, it was because he arrived too late.
Otherwise, how could my perfectly healthy sister have turned out like this?
"Brother—" A simple "I'm sorry" brought tears streaming down Mu Rong's face.
"I didn't mean to, I really didn't mean to kill anyone. Why did those people always bully me? I had no choice but to become a demon."
She sniffed and wiped her snot and tears directly onto Ning Hongze's clothes.
"I understand. I don't look down on you, I just feel sorry for you."
If they weren't desperate, they wouldn't be feeling so wronged right now.
Hearing Ning Hongze's words of comfort, Mu Rong grabbed Ning Hongze and, while sobbing, recounted the whole story.
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