Mo Yu's eyebrows twitched violently, and his composure, cultivated over many years, was almost about to crumble.
He took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound less venomous: "I don't know who sent you, but if you leave now, I can let bygones be bygones. But if you insist on causing trouble, don't blame me for taking you to the authorities!"
The woman paused, and Mo Yu thought she was scared, but in the time it took to catch her breath, she cried even louder.
"I was so foolish... so very foolish. I only knew that men in this world were often fickle... but I never knew that someone as pure and upright as Prince Mo could be so..."
Mo Yu's patience had been severely exhausted, and he roared, "Enough!"
The woman trembled in fright, and when she looked up again, her expression was one of deep sorrow, her words dripping with anguish: "I offered my heart to the bright moon! But the bright moon shines on the gutter! Since you have changed your mind, I bid you farewell!"
Having said that, he rammed his head into the stone lion! Two lives were lost! Blood splattered everywhere!
Mo Yu was stunned.
The onlookers were dumbfounded.
Gradually, everyone's gaze toward Mo Yu turned angry.
"The executioner..."
In the crowd, someone murmured something in a trembling voice.
Mo Yuhuan was startled awake by the noise and immediately bent down to check the woman's breath. The words that came out of his thin lips were still mocking: "Such tricks, you even dare to embarrass yourself—"
Halfway through his sentence, Mo Yu's expression suddenly changed, and he abruptly stopped speaking.
Because the woman was truly dead.
"Whether you believe it or not, I truly have never met her before! This must be a frame-up; I will investigate and uncover the truth—"
"Shut up! You drove her to her death!"
It is a sharp accusation.
"Don't you feel guilty!?"
"Are the lives of ordinary people like us so worthless in your eyes?!"
An overwhelming wave of malice washed over Mo Yu, chilling him to the bone.
There is no way to argue.
The farce continued until late at night, and the magnificent carved gates of the Prince Mo's mansion were covered with rotten eggs and vegetable leaves.
The woman's body was wrapped in a mat and dumped in a mass grave, where no one paid any attention to it.
Suddenly, the mat trembled and began to rise and fall violently.
Then a pale hand reached out from inside, pulling itself out while cursing:
"Money's hard to earn, and life's tough—I'm six months pregnant and still have to come out and make a living. I've already used up two huge bags of chicken blood packets. If I hadn't worked in an opera troupe back in the day, I really wouldn't be able to get this job. But this Turtle Breathing Pill is really amazing; it can actually put the body into a state of death while keeping the mind clear..."
On the other side, the general's mansion was desolate.
Dressed in night clothes, Chu Hongluan squatted by the artificial hill, questioning the meaning of life.
She had been sitting there for most of the night.
Not a single ghost was seen.
Liu Jinghong leaned against the artificial hill, arms crossed, toes idly scratching at the ground, and asked blankly, "Could it be that we've killed them all?"
Chu Hongluan scratched her head: "No way. I remember that many dark figures fell from the sky that day. Subtracting those that were captured on the first day and those that were silenced on the second day, there should still be nearly 30% left, right?"
That's really strange.
"By the way, has anything major happened in Kyoto today?"
Liu Jinghong suddenly looked up: "There really is."
A moment later, Liu Jinghong, Chu Hongluan, and Ke Tinghe appeared together on the wall of the Mo Prince's mansion.
Inside, flames soared into the sky, swords clashed, and shouts of battle were deafening.
"Wow! This is quite a lively place!" Ke Tinghe's brilliant red hair was wrapped up in a black headscarf, which, combined with his rather tall stature, gave him a strong resemblance to the Big Bad Wolf.
"I told you your target was too obvious, I told you not to come, why did you have to join in the fun?"
"Not coming? Hmph, I think you two just want to get rid of me and be alone with me. This general won't fall for it."
Chu Hongluan's lips twitched, speechless: "Let's make this clear first, we're here to steal the jade pendant, not to fight. Once we're down there, don't just chase after people and start hacking at them."
"Don't worry! He's reliable!"
Okay then.
Liu Jinghong never expected that Moyu would be one of the beneficial birds.
Hearing the deafening sounds of battle below, a silent smile curled at the corner of his lips.
Isn't this an unexpected bonus?
Although he and Chu Hongluan had already confessed their feelings for each other, and Mo Yu was no threat to him, he still found Mo Yu irritating and even the name itself made him feel disgusted.
Let's just consider it a lesson for him.
"Three, two, one, move out!"
At Chu Hongluan's command, the three of them simultaneously donned black masks and leaped down from the wall.
Three figures darted through the interwoven cold light, each searching for Mo Yu's figure.
When Chu Hongluan impersonated Yu Meiren, she covered the upper half of her face with a Shura mask. Now, a black mask covers the lower half of her face, so it won't be easy for people to connect the two so quickly.
She carried an exceptionally ornate sword on her back; without even asking, it was clear that it reflected Liu Jinghong's taste.
Chu Hongluan wandered around for a while and finally found Mo Yu in the back garden, who was being besieged by a large group of ghosts.
Several corpses lay on the ground, all dressed in black, making it impossible to tell whether they were Mo Yu's bodyguards or his accomplices.
Chu Hongluan observed for a while and confirmed that the purse containing the jade pendant was currently hanging on him.
Fearing being recognized, she didn't dare to rush forward. Just as she was thinking about how to make the best move, she suddenly saw a sleazy-looking ghost hiding behind a pillar, peering towards Mo Yu.
Chu Hongluan's eyes lit up; she had another idea.
So she deliberately slowed her pace, quietly approached the ghost from behind, and patted him on the shoulder: "What are you doing, buddy?"
"Tsk, don't touch me. I'm busy."
No sooner had he finished speaking than the ghost suddenly realized what was happening, turned around with a whoosh, and saw that the person was right in his face. He was so frightened that he took three steps back.
"Secret code!"
Ever since he was ridiculed for his poor recitation of the code last time, he learned his lesson and invented this unique technique—the preemptive strike.
"At the quarter-hour of You Shi, two li from the East Gate, three kowtows before the tent, four slaps and five shouts, the one in the hall is the Sixth Master, the one below is the Seventh Brother, crows fly by and mynahs croak, nine bridges wind and turn, the palace is more than ten li away, the beauty is more than a thousand zhang long, the ten thousand li of the country will last for generations!"
May Your Majesty live a long and prosperous life!
"So many people, those who weren't entangled by the Prince's guards, are all sparring with Mo Yu, how come you're the only one slacking off?"
The ghost looked Chu Hongluan up and down, and seeing that she looked young, it adopted a senior's tone.
"You're obviously inexperienced. We're going to kill Mo Yu right now! The top disciple of the Sword Pavilion! Whoever takes him down will get a first-class merit when we get back. I'm already planning how to steal his head. But this top disciple of the Sword Pavilion is really tough. He's been stabbed several times and he's still fighting so fiercely."
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