"Fifteen years, Chu Beiqing, the grievances between us should finally be resolved."
The shadow murmured to itself in front of the house.
In the school clinic, there was silence.
Except for the occasional chirp of insects, there were only two sounds of breathing.
One was coming from inside the house.
Chu Beiqing’s daughter, Xin Lin, didn’t live in the school clinic, she only ca during the day. Normally, only two people lived in the clinic.
Besides a little-known school doctor nad Mo Lin, the other person must be Chu Beiqing.
Although the breathing was sowhat weak, it still existed.
Chu Beiqing was indeed not dead.
The Three Corpse Poison of more than ten years still hadn’t killed you...
If that’s the case, let personally send you on your way.
The shadow, silent as the moonlight, flowed and surged into the house ahead.
Without the sound of a door opening, the shadow appeared inside the room just like that.
In the dark night, a pair of eyes brimming with murderous intent suddenly appeared.
On the bed, the bedding was raised, and the sound of breathing was coming from inside.
The shadow suddenly moved, and a pair of palms descended, aiming directly at the life-threatening point on the person’s chest.
The person on the bed suddenly moved.
With a swift lift of the palm, there was a loud crash like a thunderclap, and the entire room shook.
The shadow’s expression changed drastically, retreating a few steps.
And the person on the bed yawned.
"In the dead of night, I was wondering who sneaked into this lady’s room."
Master Mo stretched lazily. Just a mont ago, she had repelled the attack, but in the next mont, she returned to being the habitually lazy doctor of the school clinic.
"Your True Qi?"
The shadow was a bit surprised, looking at Master Mo.
Earlier, the person’s True Qi was like a volcanic eruption, vigorous and astonishing.
But at this mont, her True Qi had completely withdrawn, like a calm stagnant pool.
"True Qi, what True Qi? Kid, are you a flower thief, coveting this lady’s beauty, wanting to climb into this lady’s bed?"
Master Mo cast a flirtatious glance, causing the shadow’s face to change slightly.
"However, not just anyone can get into this lady’s bed. If you’re not as handso as Pan’an, you’d better be young and strong, well-equipped and skillful. Co, let this lady inspect you."
Master Mo stretched lazily, then her figure vanished, her ten fingers hooked like claws, reaching for the shadow.
The shadow remained unmoving.
With a bang, Master Mo struck the shadow, but it rely moved slightly, still unscathed.
"Tsk, you have so skills. It seems this is not your true form, Shadow Martial Soul?"
Master Mo stroked her chin with a playful expression.
The shadow heard this, and "his" eyes flickered slightly, not expecting the other party to recognize with one look that it was a Martial Soul.
On the mainland, martial artists above the Xuan Transformation Realm all have the opportunity to nurture a Martial Soul.
The form of a Martial Soul varies greatly and is related to the True Qi cultivated by people.
Most Martial Souls, like the Beast Martial Souls seen earlier with Wu Xuan, Wu Yuan, or Heir Zhao, take the form of beasts.
However, the Martial Soul of so people is very special.
The Martial Soul of the person colluding with Consort Zhao, scheming against the concubine, and attempting to poison Chu Beiqing is very special.
The Shadow Martial Soul, which cos and goes without a trace, has no form and is the best aid in assassination attempts.
"Hand over Chu Beiqing, and you can live. Otherwise..."
The shadow said coldly.
In the school clinic, there was still a sound of breathing. That breathing must belong to Chu Beiqing.
It was very clear that this old lady and Chu Beiqing had swapped rooms, and "he" was caught off guard and fell into the other party’s sche.
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