Cut off my tendons in my hands and feet to make me marry? Prepare to die!

On the big locust tree outside the wall of Feng's residence in Lihua Lane, Yue Ran hid in the tree canopy with one foot on a branch and his back against the thick trunk, squinting his eyes and looking at the door of Feng Xiaolou in the distance.

If she had seen it correctly, when Feng Xiaolou was in a hurry to close the door, there seemed to be blood splattered on the door?

After Duan Qingkong came to the Dali Temple, Feng Xiaolou's various abnormal behaviors did not escape Yue Ran's eyes.

At that time, she was certain that the demon fetus, which was regarded as a formidable enemy by the Divine Lord Sect, must have some relationship with Feng Xiaolou.

She even thought that Feng Xiaolou might be the so-called demon fetus. However, Duan Qingkong talked with Feng Xiaolou for a long time and took Feng Xiaolou's pulse for a long time, but there was no strange reaction.

With Duan Qingkong's strength, if even he did not find any demonic energy in Feng Xiaolou, then Feng Xiaolou was probably not a demon fetus.

I have to say, she still feels a little regretful.

Despite this, after leaving the Dali Temple, Yue Ran still had an almost stubborn intuition in her heart that drove her to quietly follow Feng Xiaolou to Lihua Lane.

She turned her eyes slightly and looked towards another house in the distance.

That was the mansion Murong Hui bought in Lihua Lane.

Just now, Murong Hui's carriage drove straight into the house, and it seemed that he planned to stay here for a long time.

Why are these people flocking to Lihua Lane?

Is this some kind of Feng Shui treasure land?

Speaking of which, the trees in Lihua Lane are a little different from those elsewhere. Even in the middle of winter, the big locust tree under her feet is still lush and green with flourishing branches and leaves.

The trees in front of people's houses nearby rarely have fallen leaves.

This kind of situation is only common in her hot spring resort in Qingquan Mountain.

Yue Ran frowned slightly, stroked his chin with one hand, and gently tapped the trunk of the big locust tree with the other hand.

In his past and present lives, Feng Xiaolou seemed to be very interested in places with warm winters.

"Comfortable......"

Yuanbao turned over in the pouch at her waist, murmuring like a baby in his sleep.

Perhaps it was because he had been supporting the sky curtain for too long, but Yuanbao's sleeping time was much longer than his awake time. Right after he revived Yue Zihuan, Yuanbao fell into a deep sleep again.

Yue Ran touched Yuanbao's round body through her purse. She had a lot of questions to ask him when he woke up next time.

At this moment, Feng Xiaolou in the room had collapsed to the ground, his blood vessels burst all over his body, and his plain robe was stained with blood.

Lu Qingrong walked quickly to Feng Xiaolou with a sullen face and reached out to feel her pulse:

"Did you take the Demon Purifying Pill?"

Her eyes flashed coldly in the dim light, half angry and half distressed.

Feng Xiaolou kept spitting blood, and her face was completely pale. She was extremely weak and spoke weakly:

"My daughter never expected that she would come face to face with the people from the Divine Lord Sect. Fortunately, she brought the Demon Purification Pill with her, otherwise she would have died in the Dali Temple today."

Lu Qingrong bit her red lips lightly, her eyebrows tightly locked together.

Today, when the two people from the Divine Lord Sect appeared above the capital, she noticed them almost immediately.

She had even made plans. If her daughter was discovered by them, she would have to give up all her years in the capital and fight to the death with those two men.

Thanks to my daughter's cleverness, she took the Qingyao Pill without delay and deceived the two people from the Shenzun Sect.

However, although this Qingyao Pill can temporarily eliminate the evil spirit, it causes great harm to my daughter's body.

"Don't be afraid, mother is here, you will be fine."

A rare gentleness and kindness appeared between Lu Qingrong's eyebrows. She stretched out her delicate and slightly cool hand and placed it on Feng Xiaolou's forehead.

At the same time, an invisible ripple spread from the mother and daughter, spreading invisibly outward, gradually covering the entire house, and even enveloping the big locust tree outside the wall.

Yue Ran opened her eyes silently.

At that moment, she could feel something sweeping through her body.

Intangible, but real.

It’s like the evening breeze that blew by the sea when I was a child, moist, slightly cool, and with a very slight fishy smell.

Is this a barrier?

Could it be that she was discovered?

However, she waited for a few moments, but no one appeared in the house.

Yuanbao twisted his butt in his purse again and muttered quietly, "Stinky."

Yue Ran lowered her eyes and looked at her purse, a doting smile showing on her rosy lips.

What her mother left her was truly an invaluable treasure.

As the sky gradually darkened, there was still no movement in Feng Xiaolou's room.

Yue Ran floated to the ground, ready to leave.

After walking a few steps, she suddenly felt something in her heart and turned to look at the quiet mansion a hundred steps away.

She always felt that there was something in that direction that made her uneasy.

She pondered for a moment and walked towards the house.

At this moment, Murong Hui was lying on the couch with his eyes closed, his facial skin as white as jade.

There was no light in the house. The faint light coming in from the window fell on his face. The shadows of his brow and nose were delicate and sharp, like a portrait carefully sculpted by Nuwa.

Rada was standing outside the door holding a knife, his thick brows were furrowed and the corners of his mouth were drooping.

There was nothing he could do to deal with His Highness's condition.

We could neither heal his wounds nor send for a doctor.

Your Highness can only rely on himself to get through it.

While Lada was worried, she suddenly saw a red skirt in the corner of her eye.

His hair stood on end and without a second thought he drew out his long sword and pointed it at the other party.

In front of the cold and shining tip of the knife was Yue Ran, who was wearing a red shirt.

It was the middle of winter, and there were few servants in the house, so the snow in the yard was very thick.

Yue Ran, wearing a red dress, stood quietly in the snow, as hot as a flame, the luxurious silk spread out on the ground, and every wrinkle on the hem exuded a calm and confident aura.

A drop of cold sweat slowly fell from Lada's forehead, and his eyes were full of vigilance.

Was he distracted just now? He didn't even know how she got in.

Yes, Yue Ran is a famous female warrior.

But Rada is not one of the top ten masters of Beiliang for nothing!

The air within a few inches in front of Lada's knife tip began to distort.

If Yue Ran gets close, there's no way he'll escape unscathed.

Facing Rada's defensive posture, Yue Ran simply raised his eyes slightly, his eyes revealing an extraordinary calmness and indifference.

There was even a barely perceptible smile on the corner of her mouth.

"I am sorry to bother you, but judging from your expression, is the Eleventh Prince not doing well right now?"

Yue Ran's cold voice sounded, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, with both the power to soothe people's hearts and an invisible pressure.

Rada's throat slid up and down, and several thoughts of dying together flashed through his mind.

If Yue Ran discovers His Highness's secret, His Highness will be in trouble in the future!

He was about to say goodbye to His Highness in his heart when Murong Hui's voice came from the room behind him:

"Rada, it's okay. General Yue is an honored guest."

He quickly turned around and saw that the door had already been opened from the inside.

Murong Hui stood inside the door in a black brocade robe, his dark jade eyes staring directly at Yue Ran, his light pink lips revealing a helpless smile:

"It's just that my place is very simple, I'm sorry to inconvenience General Yue."