Chapter 323 "Sister Yanyan"
At the same time, Meng Shishi lay leisurely on the gorgeous bed in the tent, closing her eyes to rest.
There was an expectant smile on her face, and the scene of Su Chenyin's tragic death kept appearing in her mind.
My heart was filled with malicious pleasure.
However, the sound of the wind outside the tent suddenly became rapid and biting, bringing a hint of ominous sign.
Meng Shishi's heart tightened and she suddenly opened her eyes.
At this moment, the curtain of the tent was suddenly lifted, and Leng Yue's figure appeared in front of her like a gust of cold wind.
His eyes were cold and piercing like a sharp blade, stabbing straight at Meng Shishi with undisguised murderous intent.
Meng Shishi was horrified and jumped off the bed in a hurry. Before she could say anything, Leng Yue had already made his move at astonishing speed.
The black sword in Leng Yue's hand flashed with a cold light, and in an instant, it left a fatal bloody mark on Meng Shishi's neck.
"Ah——" Meng Shishi's pupils dilated rapidly due to fear, and her face was full of horror and disbelief.
She never imagined that death would come so suddenly and so quickly, and everything was beyond her expectations.
At this moment, her mind was blank, leaving only endless fear and despair.
She clutched her throat tightly with both hands, trying to stop the blood from flowing out, but the blood still flowed out from between her fingers.
She felt her life force rapidly fading away and her body gradually becoming weak and powerless.
She wanted to call for help, but only gurgling sounds came out of her throat. Her eyes were full of despair and helplessness.
Finally, she fell to the ground powerlessly, and the light in her eyes gradually dimmed.
Leng Yue retracted his sword expressionlessly.
He watched coldly as Meng Shishi gradually lost her life in the struggle, until she closed her eyes forever in fear and disbelief, and her breathing stopped.
At that moment, Leng Yue remained calm as he turned and left. The curtain of the tent fell heavily, burying everything in the deep darkness.
Only Meng Shishi's body was left in the tent, gradually losing temperature, and the air was filled with a suffocating, pungent smell of blood.
At the same time, Mu Xin had quietly arrived at Shen Ruoyan's tent.
She gently lifted the curtain of the tent and saw Shen Ruo smiling ferociously.
That smile looked particularly ugly in Mu Xin's eyes, causing the resentment in her heart to surge like a tide.
Shen Ruoyan suddenly felt someone breaking in, and the smile on her face froze instantly. She raised her head abruptly and met Mu Xin's eyes full of hatred.
Shen Ruoyan's heart sank suddenly and she stood up in a panic.
But he soon regained his composure, looking at Mu Xin coldly with icy eyes.
"Who are you? How did you get in?" Shen Ruoyan asked coldly, but her voice could not hide her inner panic.
She was not stupid. Since the girl in front of her was so bold to break into her tent, it meant that the assassins guarding her tent might have met with an accident.
"Who am I?" Mu Xin sneered, and his originally bright and lively smile revealed a weirdness under the moonlight.
She walked lightly into the tent, holding the red wood soul whip in her hand, and approached Shen Ruoyan step by step, with flames of hatred flashing in her eyes.
"Shen Ruoyan, I haven't seen you for more than ten years. It seems that you have forgotten who I am, but I haven't forgotten you."
Mu Xin's voice was like a hum in the night wind, low and hoarse, with a hint of coldness, which seemed creepy.
"You? Do you know me?" Shen Ruoyan frowned, looked Mu Xin up and down, and scolded again in a cold voice: "Who are you?"
"Haha!" Mu Xin laughed up to the sky, "My sister Yanyan, you are really forgetful! How could you forget me so quickly? Sister Xinxin is very sad."
"Sister Yanyan?" When Shen Ruoyan heard this name, her heart was shocked and a fragment deep in her memory was awakened.
A picture suddenly flashed through her mind. It was a little girl who was only two or three years old, innocent, lively and cute.
When she looked at Mu Xin again, the face of the little girl in Shen Ruoyan's mind instantly overlapped with Mu Xin's face, and her pupils suddenly contracted.
She finally recognized the face in front of her that was both familiar and unfamiliar.
"You are Mu...Mu Xin?" Shen Ruoyan widened her eyes, her voice full of disbelief, shock and confusion.
That bitch Mu Xin is not dead?
She clearly remembered that she had whipped her severely with a whip, leaving her with bruises all over her body, even her bones were exposed.
She clearly saw with her own eyes that Mu Xin was whipped to death by her, and she stopped whipping only after she was sure that Mu Xin was dead.
Even if she wasn't beaten to death by herself, she wouldn't have survived after eating the poisonous peach blossom cake that she had given herself.
So, how could she still be alive?
And he is still alive and well!!
"Yes, it's me, Mu Xin. I didn't expect it, my sister Yanyan." Mu Xin's voice was as cold as ice, as if it carried endless hatred and anger.
The Akagi Soul Whip in her hand shone coldly in the moonlight, flashing a heart-pounding light.
When Shen Ruoyan heard this familiar voice, her body began to tremble involuntarily.
She widened her eyes and looked at the woman in front of her in disbelief.
"Shen Ruoyan, do you still remember everything you did to me back then?" Mu Xin's voice was low and cold, as if it came from the depths of hell.
Upon hearing this, Shen Ruoyan subconsciously staggered back a few steps, and an unprecedented fear rose from the bottom of her heart.
She tried to stay calm, but her body was shaking uncontrollably.
"Mu Xin, weren't you already dead? How could you still be alive? And alive and well? I saw you die with my own eyes that year, how could you still be alive? This is impossible."
Shen Ruoyan's voice was sharp and piercing, full of resentment and disbelief.
She couldn't accept the fact that a person who should have died long ago miraculously appeared in front of her.
She clenched her fists tightly, digging her nails into her palms, trying to calm herself down.
She kept telling herself that it was just a nightmare and it would be over soon.
But the reality is so cruel, Mu Xin really came back to life and stood right in front of her!
Mu Xin's hateful gaze was like a nail, pinning Shen Ruoyan to the spot.
Not only did the bitch Mu Xin come back, but even though she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, her cultivation and strength seemed to be far superior to Shen Ruoyan.
"Of course, God took pity on me and saved my life, my sister Yanyan."
"But it's a pity that you never expected that I would survive and stand in front of you intact, right?"
Mu Xin said coldly with a mocking smile on his face.
She tightly grasped the Akagi Soul Whip in her hand, her eyes cold and resolute, and approached Shen Ruoyan step by step.
Shen Ruoyan looked at Mu Xin in horror, her body moving backwards continuously until her back was pressed against the tent curtain, with no way to retreat left.
She wished she could tear Mu Xin into pieces immediately to relieve her hatred.
However, at this moment, she found herself suppressed by a powerful pressure, unable to move at all, and even breathing became difficult.
She knew very well that the powerful pressure came from Mu Xin, who was full of anger and hatred towards her.
An unprecedented panic surged in her heart. She had never thought that Mu Xin would become so powerful.
Mu Xin's strength far exceeded her expectations, even surpassing her, a fourth-level Spirit King!
This huge gap frightened her. She never thought that one day she would face such a desperate situation.
"Mu Xin, what...what do you want to do?" Shen Ruoyan tried to stay calm, but her trembling voice could not hide the fear in her heart.
"What do I want to do?" Mu Xin stopped, his eyes as cold as ice, "Shen Ruoyan, for everything you did to me back then, I will make you pay it back a thousand times today!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Xin shook his wrist, and the Akagi Soul Whip was like a ferocious poisonous snake, rushing towards Shen Ruoyan's dantian at an extremely fast speed.