Many people know what Qingxin Nunnery is, but for the sake of that ridiculous face, they usually come and leave secretly.
It was as if their visit to the nunnery had never happened, as long as they weren't seen by anyone.
Seeing Mu Rong's pale face and tears streaming down her cheeks, the old nun assumed that the man had already succeeded.
They left feeling quite pleased with themselves.
Of course, she didn't forget to warn Mu Rong not to tell anyone about this.
Mu Rong nodded heavily.
After that, they accepted all comers without hesitation.
Of course, the old nun could never have imagined that none of the men she arranged would survive.
However, the old nun didn't dare to arrange too much.
On the one hand, she dared not offend Ning Hongxuan; on the other hand, things are valued for their rarity.
If it happens too often, the value of the mulberry tree will plummet.
That's how they managed to keep the matter a secret.
Many women died at Qingxin Nunnery, and this place has long been filled with evil and demonic energy.
One thought can turn you into a demon, another into a Buddha.
Mu Rong, unwilling to become a lamb to the slaughter, chose to become a demon.
“Mu Rong—” Hearing Mu Rong’s words.
Ning Hong felt a churning in his heart, a tightness in his chest that he couldn't exhale or swallow.
These people are going too far in bullying others.
Ning Hongxuan was probably completely unaware of the old nun's situation.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have come looking for Mu Rong so naturally; he had no idea what had happened to her.
They assumed the old nun would be afraid of the Ning family's power, but they forgot that money can move people's hearts.
Or perhaps, Mu Rong will encounter such a situation, with other members of the Ning family acting as instigators behind the scenes.
"Mu Rong, watch over your brother."
Mu Rong raised her red eyes and looked at him with a pout.
“You did nothing wrong. So what if you've fallen into demonic possession? You're still my sister. I don't mind at all. Look at your sister-in-law.”
At least your eyes are still normal, but your sister-in-law's are not.
Ning Hong silently added this sentence to her mind.
"But I killed many people."
She was originally a woman who couldn't even kill a chicken, but in order to protect herself, she tore apart one man after another.
After killing someone for the first time, she would cry, feel nauseous, and have nightmares at night. When she woke up from the nightmares, she would be trembling with fear.
I got used to it eventually.
Since these men want to die, she'll grant their wish.
"They all deserve to die."
What good can someone be who seeks pleasure in a nunnery?
“Mu Rong, listen to your brother. Actually, I’m quite pleased.” Ning Hong pressed her shoulder and said earnestly, “I’m a selfish person. I’d rather others get hurt than you get hurt. It’s good that you have the ability to protect yourself.”
Ning Hong then said in a seemingly casual manner.
"So, let's go back and rest now, pretend nothing happened, and get a good night's sleep."
"Brother—you really don't mind?"
"There's nothing to mind. You're my sister, and no matter what happens, I'll always be on your side."
Ning Hong then kissed Mu Rong's forehead forcefully.
Mu Rong felt a surge in her heart, and an indescribable bittersweet feeling swept through her entire chest.
It made her want to cry.
"Brother, I'm going in now—"
In this life, all we ask for is this one person.
They can stand by your side without complaint or reason, willing to shelter you from the wind and rain, and willing to shoulder everything for you.
Just as she was about to say a few more words, she noticed her sister-in-law staring intently at her head.
All those complex emotions vanished in an instant.
"Brother, you'd better watch yourself."
The door was slammed shut with a bang.
"What?"
He was almost moved to tears by what he just saw, so why the sudden change in style?
However, the chilling gaze from behind him suddenly sent shivers down his spine.
Oh no, he just kissed Mu Rong.
Even though it was just a comforting kiss on the forehead, my wife will probably get jealous again.
“Brother, kiss her.” Ning Zhaozhao walked up to him, her heterochromatic eyes staring straight at Ning Hongze’s lips.
"That was to comfort her."
"Acha also felt very uncomfortable."
"Then I'll kiss Acha too."
Ning Hong then pulled her into his arms and gave her a passionate kiss that left her weak in the knees and her mind reeling, unable to recall anything that had just happened. He then scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the room.
Mu Rong saw these things through the crack in the door.
I couldn't help but fan myself with my hand.
He fanned away the heat from his face.
She thought that although God had been unfair to her, He had ultimately taken pity on her; at least He had sent her such a wonderful brother.
Ning Hong never intended to live permanently in Diancheng.
He bought a carriage and a lot of supplies.
I've decided to leave Diancheng in two days.
We've only been here a few days and we've already been attacked twice. This is not a place to stay for long.
If it's all fighting and killing every day.
He was also afraid that Mu Rong would completely lose her mind.
“Red”.
Just as Ning Hong was selecting fabrics, a soft call came from behind her.
Ning Hong turned around and saw a beautiful face.
Um—it's still a bit inferior to his Ah Cha.
"Are you calling me?"
"Hongze, what's wrong? Are you still blaming me?"
“No, how could I blame you?” Ning Hong shook her head.
The woman was overjoyed, "I knew it—"
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