"Friends? You are friends!!!" Yue Zhenglin laughed despairingly, a laugh even uglier than a cry. Then, with a face full of sorrow, he glanced at Yan Yuchu, then at Mu Hanyan, and finally, with fury and hatred, he gave Fourth Miss Zhao a look before collapsing heavily onto the ground, eyes wide open in death.
"He was killed by this vile woman!" This was Yue Zhenglin’s only thought before he died.
As the esteed young master of the Yue family, a cultivation genius seen once in a thousand years, he had died obscurely, an outco he could not accept. How could he have expected that the so-called supre expert invited by Fourth Miss Zhao would turn out to be a friend of Mu Hanyan?
Zhou Qi and a few others also died with too much bitterness, too much regret, and too much resentnt, eyes wide open, falling to the ground as their blood quickly dyed the land red.
At last, only Fourth Miss Zhao stood there, trembling all over. Although heartless as a serpent, this was the first ti she had witnessed such a slaughter. These were renowned experts of the Ninth Rank Eighth Rank, yet they were slaughtered as easily as slaughtering sheep.
The help Zhao Sinin had introduced was not the strongest ally but a harbinger of death.
This harbinger of death killed each person present unflinchingly, just as Fourth Miss Zhao thought, Yan Yuchu didn’t regard these people as human or opponents at all, and killed them as easily as slaughtering animals.
"I don’t like killing won, of course, if you really don’t want to do it yourself, I can do it for you," Yan Yuchu said, glancing at Fourth Miss Zhao, then raising his sword with a raise of his eyebrows towards Mu Hanyan.
"How could you possibly be friends?" Knowing that she couldn’t escape this ti, Fourth Miss Zhao did not wish to die a confusing death and asked with forced calm.
Zhao Sinin had once ntioned that his family and the Mu family were sworn enemies, thus would never show any rcy to the Mu family. However, the situation unfolding before her was quite different from what Zhao Sinin had described, and she could not understand it.
"Did Zhao Sinin tell you? Our Yan Family has enmity with the Mu Family, so I would never show any rcy. Unfortunately, there’s sothing he doesn’t know. It’s true that the Yan Family and the Mu Family are enemies, but he and I are friends. Hard to understand, isn’t it? Unfortunately, I still need him to save my life, so we had to be friends, sorry," Yan Yuchu shrugged his shoulders and made a wry face.
Perhaps, one day in the future, he might still face Mu Hanyan with swords drawn. But for now, they must remain friends to confront an unknown formidable enemy.
"Zhao Sinin, you bastard, you got killed!" Fourth Miss Zhao’s despairing scream rang out as she suddenly drew her longsword and charged at Mu Hanyan.
Mu Hanyan didn’t hesitate and thrust her sword.
In fact, she didn’t like killing, but soone like Fourth Miss Zhao was always a nace worth eliminating.
With a flash of cold light, a spot of red erged on the Heart ridian of Fourth Miss Zhao, her forward motion halted abruptly as she fell to the ground, eyes filled with resentnt until death.
The night wind swept through, exceptionally bleak.
Mu Cheng did not turn away but kept his gaze on Fourth Miss Zhao, his eyes filled with nothing but ashiness, as if his heart had already died.
"I was thinking of doing it for you, but since you don’t mind the trouble, let’s leave it at that." Seeing that Mu Hanyan chose to take action herself, he sheathed his longsword.
"Thanks," said Mu Hanyan.
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