Chapter 622 It was me who killed your daughter.
The four family heads opened their eyes wide, all of them terrified, their eyes full of horror, as if they had seen the most incredible thing in the world.
Their mouths were slightly open, but it seemed as if something was choking their throats, and they were unable to speak for a long time.
The head of the Wang family seemed to be struck by lightning and stood there in a daze.
The disdainful look on his face had now disappeared without a trace, replaced by extreme astonishment.
"You... What did you say? This is impossible..."
The head of the Wang family's lips trembled uncontrollably as he stammered out these words.
When the head of the He family heard Mu Xin's words, his face turned red and the anger in his heart was uncontrollable like a volcanic eruption.
"What did you say? My daughter is gone? How dare you be so arrogant and speak so wildly!"
The head of the He family opened his eyes wide and stared at Mu Xin, as if he wanted to eat her alive.
His hair seemed to stand on end with anger, and his eyeballs were almost bulging out.
An ominous premonition, like a cloud of haze, arose from the bottom of his heart.
But in his heart he was stubborn and unwilling to believe what Mu Xin said, and he kept comforting himself in his heart that this must be a joke, a lie deliberately made up by Mu Xin.
The head of the Jin family was stunned at first, then he reacted and a flush of anger surged across his face.
"How dare you, a young waiter, speak so arrogantly!"
He jumped to his feet and cursed, his voice sharp and piercing, echoing in the reception room.
"I think you are tired of living, girl. You dare to curse the death of the elder brother of this family master."
While shouting and cursing, he glared at Mu Xin viciously, as if he wanted to tear Mu Xin into pieces.
The veins on his neck bulged with anger, revealing the extreme rage in his heart.
At this moment, Shen Minglang suddenly stood up with such swift and powerful movements that the chair next to him moved back several steps.
He stared at Mu Xin intently and asked loudly:
"You are Mu Xin, right? Are you Mu Shaojun's daughter? Mu Xin, am I right?"
Although this sentence was said in the form of a question.
But anyone could hear that his tone was so firm that there was no room for doubt.
He had already determined in his heart that Mu Xin in front of him must be Mu Shaojun's daughter, otherwise why would she look so much like Mu Shaojun?
The look in his eyes and his every move reminded him of Mu Shaojun, the man he once hated and feared.
Mu Xin smiled and admitted generously: "Yes, it is me, Mu Xin."
Her voice was clear and firm, as sweet as the sound of a yellow oriole singing in a valley.
But when this voice fell into Shen Minglang's ears, it was like a thunderclap, exploding in his mind in an instant.
When Shen Minglang heard Mu Xin say this in person, his eyes suddenly widened, and his eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets.
He felt a mixture of shock, anger, and an indescribable fear.
Sure enough, the graceful woman in front of him was Mu Shaojun's daughter, Mu Xin!
He recalled that she was whipped by her own daughter Shen Ruoyan until her body was covered with bruises and wounds.
She was then forced to swallow the poisonous peach blossom cake, and everyone thought she would die.
But who would have thought that now she is not only alive and well, but also standing in front of him so radiantly.
She is still alive and well, how can she be so lucky? Damn it!
Shen Minglang's heart was filled with anger and unwillingness, like surging waves, constantly hitting his heart.
Mu Xin looked at Shen Minglang's astonishment and resentment, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.
"Shen Minglang, are you surprised to see me still standing here alive and kicking?"
Mu Xin tilted his head slightly, his eyes full of mockery, as if he was admiring Shen Minglang's ugly appearance.
"So, I didn't die as you wished, and I appeared in front of you safe and sound. Are you disappointed?"
Mu Xin spoke these words word by word, looking at Shen Minglang as if he were a clown, his eyes full of contempt and disdain.
After hearing Mu Xin's sarcastic words, Shen Minglang's face instantly became extremely gloomy.
His face turned blue and white, and the color kept changing. It was obvious that he was very angry.
He never thought that Mu Xin could escape death and dare to appear in front of them so openly to seek revenge.
His eyes glared at Mu Xin, his teeth chattered, as if he was trying hard to suppress his inner anger and shock.
However, Mu Xin did not give up at this time. She continued to look at Shen Minglang provocatively, her eyes revealing undisguised contempt and disdain.
Seeing this, Shen Minglang's veins bulged and he stared at Mu Xin with wide eyes as if he was about to spit fire.
He could no longer suppress the rage surging in his heart, and shouted:
"Mu Xin, I never thought it was really you!"
"You are such a shameless evil woman, you actually have the guts to show up again!"
While roaring, Shen Minglang took a step forward, clenched his fists, and made a gesture as if he was about to rush forward and attack.
"If I had known this would happen, I should have killed you and eradicated you forever!"
His roar was like thunder, echoing in the spacious and luxurious reception room, carrying endless hatred and regret.
If he had been more ruthless at the beginning, perhaps the situation today would not have happened.
When Patriarch He, Patriarch Jin, and Patriarch Wang heard the roar, they were suddenly horrified and looked at each other.
The head of the He family trembled his lips and muttered to himself: "Mu Xin? She is Mu Shaojun's daughter? This... How is this possible?"
His body leaned back slightly, as if an invisible force was hitting him hard.
His heart was filled with fear as he recalled all the times he had participated in the encirclement and suppression of the Mu family.
The head of the Jin family took a deep breath and opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't utter a word for a long time, and the muscles on his face kept twitching.
The head of the Wang family had his eyes as big as copper bells, his face full of disbelief, and he couldn't utter a word.
Mu Xin? Mu Shaojun's daughter?
The girl in yellow in front of me is actually Mu Shaojun’s daughter!
No wonder she looks so similar to Mu Shaojun!
At this moment, the four family heads all thought of the thrilling battle that took place more than ten years ago.
They joined forces to encircle and suppress the Mu family. The blazing fire lit up the entire night sky, and the shrill shouts of killing resounded through the sky.
The bloody and cruel scenes are still clear and vivid in my mind, as if they had just happened.
Now that Mu Xin suddenly showed up, they immediately realized that this woman must have come to seek revenge.
The moment Mu Xin confessed his true identity, Meng Weilan stood there in shock as if struck by lightning.
But she quickly came to her senses, and a surge of anger erupted from her heart like a volcano.
Her eyes were instantly ignited by raging anger, intertwined with endless grief and sorrow.
She stretched out a trembling finger and pointed it directly at Mu Xin, her voice becoming extremely sharp and piercing due to extreme anger.
"Mu Xin, you vicious bitch! Tell me, did you kill my daughter Yan'er in the secret realm?"
Every word was filled with deep pain and resentment, as if he wanted to eat Mu Xin alive.
Her heart was filled with pain and hatred. Her precious daughter was gone just like that, and Mu Xin in front of her was most likely the murderer.
Crystal clear tears rolled wildly in her eyes, but Meng Weilan tried hard to hold them back.
She had only one thought in her mind, which was to get the answer from Mu Xin and make Mu Xin pay the price for her daughter's death.
"Tell me quickly, is this a good deed you did? Did you kill Yan'er?"
While questioning, Meng Weilan's body involuntarily leaned forward slightly, and her feet moved forward subconsciously.
Her whole body exuded a dangerous aura that was ready to explode, as if if Mu Xin dared to nod and admit the crime, she would pounce on him without hesitation.