Chapter 321 They Should Be Destroyed
Inside the tent, Mu Xin sat quietly beside the bed, head lowered, staring intently at the scroll in his hands.
Her delicate hands gently stroked the scroll, as if she wanted to touch the person in the painting through the paper.
There was a hint of sadness in her eyes, lingering like a wisp of smoke.
Looking closely at the painting, it depicts a loving couple with warm and happy smiles.
Looking more closely at their faces, it is not difficult to find that they have some similarities with Mu Xin.
This couple is none other than Mu Xin’s biological parents.
"Tick-tock-"
A crystal teardrop slid down Mu Xin's cheek and quietly dripped onto the scroll.
Mu Xin quickly raised her hand and wiped away the tears on her face, fearing that the tears would soak the painting.
Mu Xin gently closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress the sadness deep in his heart.
However, the horrific scene of her parents' tragic death in front of her kept flashing through her mind, as if it were happening right before her eyes.
That bloody scene and that painful memory were like a sharp blade, ruthlessly cutting her heart over and over again, leaving her in excruciating pain.
Mu Xin's tears once again flowed uncontrollably from her eyes. She held the scroll tightly, and her finger joints turned pale from the excessive force.
It was not until her nails dug deeply into her palms, causing a stinging pain, that she finally broke free from the painful memories.
She slowly opened her eyes and wiped away her tears. The determination and resoluteness in her eyes replaced the previous sadness.
Mu Xin slowly lowered his head, his eyes fixed on the scroll, which depicted his parents' kind and bright smiles.
At this moment, the hatred in her heart for the Shen family and the Meng family was like a burning flame, stronger than ever before.
"Dad, Mom, I will definitely avenge you. I will not let anyone from the Shen family or the Meng family go."
Mu Xin silently made a vow in her heart that even if she was torn to pieces, she was determined to make the Shen and Meng families pay a heavy price for their actions.
At this moment, a clear and pleasant voice suddenly came from outside the tent: "Mu Xin, can I come in?"
Hearing this voice, Mu Xin quickly put away the scroll, adjusted his mood as quickly as possible, and put on his usual smiling face again, as if the sadness just now was just an illusion.
"Okay, come in."
As Mu Xin finished speaking, the curtain of the tent was gently lifted and Su Chenyin walked in lightly.
She saw through Mu Xin's disguise at a glance, noticing her forced smile and the slightly reddened corners of her eyes. It was obvious that Mu Xin had just cried.
Su Chenyin couldn't help but frown and sighed silently in her heart. She understood that Mu Xin must have remembered something sad.
Su Chenyin sat next to Mu Xin, looked at her red and swollen eyes, and asked with concern: "Mu Xin, are you okay?"
Mu Xin slowly raised his head, met Su Chenyin's worried gaze, forced a brighter smile at the corner of his mouth, and shook his head gently.
"I'm fine. I just suddenly thought of some things in the past and felt a little sad. Thank you for your concern, Chen Yin."
Su Chenyin nodded after hearing this, but she was still a little worried and couldn't help but said, "If you want to say anything, you can tell me anytime."
Mu Xin smiled, glanced at Su Chenyin gratefully, and then changed the subject: "Chenyin, it's so late, what do you want to see me for?"
Su Chenyin smiled, knowing that Mu Xin didn't want to talk about sad things anymore, so she changed the subject.
"Actually, it's nothing. I just came here to give you a small gift. I promise you will like it." Su Chenyin deliberately kept the secret.
After hearing this, Mu Xin's curiosity was aroused. She blinked her eyes and smiled, "Oh? What is it that is so mysterious?"
"Mu Xin, this is for you." As Su Chenyin spoke, a small ball of purple-gold flame suddenly appeared at the fingertips of her finger.
"Purple Golden Flame!" Mu Xin looked at the flame in Su Chenyin's hand in surprise, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
It is rumored that the Purple Golden Flame can not only purify all things, but also burn all the evil in the world, and even burn the soul.
Su Chenyin smiled and nodded: "Yes, this is the Purple Nether Golden Flame. It was contracted on the second day after I separated from you eight months ago."
"Mu Xin, you also know that the Purple Gold Nether Flame can burn the soul. I know you are going to seek revenge later, but I think it is too easy for some people to die, and I want them to have no afterlife."
Upon hearing this, Mu Xin raised a cold and ruthless smile and nodded:
"Chen Yin, you are right. For those who have committed serious crimes, a simple death is indeed too merciful. They should be allowed to have their souls annihilated and never be reborn."
Su Chenyin nodded in agreement, then carefully placed the small flame of purple-gold ghost flame on her fingertips gently on the palm of Mu Xin's hand.
"Mu Xin, although this small ball of purple-gold flame may seem insignificant, it is enough to completely burn the soul."
Mu Xin nervously took the Purple Gold Phantom Flame and felt the flame jumping in his palm, emitting warm and powerful force.
Her eyes became slightly moist, her nose felt sore, and she was so moved that she almost cried.
Chen Yin was so good to her and always gave her help and support at critical moments.
"Chen Yin, thank you... Thank you so much!" Mu Xin's voice was choked with sobs, a mixture of excitement and gratitude.
Su Chenyin smiled softly, patted Mu Xin's shoulder tenderly, and consoled him: "We are friends, this little favor is nothing, no need to be so polite."
"However, you must be careful and cautious. If you encounter danger, don't resist it. Ask me for help in time. If you need anything, please tell me at any time."
Su Chenyin added, looking at Mu Xin worriedly, his eyes full of concern.
Mu Xin nodded vigorously: "Okay, Chen Yin, don't worry, I will be careful."
"Okay." Su Chenyin patted Mu Xin's shoulder, then stood up. "You should have a good rest. I'll leave first."
Just as Su Chenyin was about to lift the curtain at the door of the tent, Mu Xin suddenly called out to her, "Chenyin, wait a moment."
Su Chenyin stopped, looked back at Mu Xin, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong, Mu Xin? Is there anything else?"
Mu Xin stood up, walked to Su Chenyin, smiled broadly at Su Chenyin, and then said:
"Chen Yin, when we get out of the secret realm, I will tell you everything you want to know, such as my life experience."
Hearing this, Su Chenyin was slightly stunned, and then a smile appeared on his face.
She was indeed curious about Mu Xin's background, but despite her lively and cute appearance, she actually had a deep and painful scar in her heart.
Mu Xin has always hidden this scar very well and rarely mentions his past.
But Su Chenyin could feel that it was an experience that made Mu Xin very painful and difficult to let go.
And now, Mu Xin is willing to take the initiative to bring up this topic and promises to tell Su Chenyin about her life experience, which shows that Mu Xin has enough trust and dependence on Su Chenyin.
"Okay, Mu Xin, I'll wait for you." Su Chenyin nodded seriously, then gently lifted the curtain of the tent and walked out of Mu Xin's tent.
After Su Chenyin left, Mu Xin returned to the bedside and sat quietly in the dark, with only the purple-gold flame in his hand flickering slightly.
The faint light illuminated the determined yet sad face, and the atmosphere in the tent suddenly became heavy again.
Mu Xin took out a bottle that could hold strange fire from his storage ring, and then carefully put the purple-gold ghost flame in his hand into it.
She held the bottle tightly, a hint of murderous intent flashed in her eyes, and she muttered to herself: "Shen Ruoyan, Meng Shishi, you have lived long enough. Tonight is the day you die."
Her voice was cold and firm, filled with endless hatred.
The night deepened and everything became silent.
In the darkness, a black shadow approached Su Chenyin's tent quietly and silently. It was Ye Yi.
Ye Yi's eyes were as cold as ice. The aphrodisiac powder in the small jade bottle in his hand was the task that Shen Ruoyan assigned to him tonight.
However, just as Yoruichi was about to enter the tent, a powerful pressure suddenly emerged from the side and locked him tightly.
The pressure was as heavy as a mountain, making it difficult for Ye Yi to breathe.
"Who?" Ye Yi panicked and turned around quickly, only to see a figure standing there quietly.