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

Yue Ran stood where he was, staring closely at Murong Hui's every move, secretly estimating what kind of changes his presence would bring.

Murong Hui relaxed instead, put down his guard, raised his hand gently, and retracted all his sharp nails.

Yue Ran immediately took a step back, only to see that the candle next to Murong Hui had lit up by itself.

Murong Hui turned around, turned his back to Yue Ran, walked to the table and sat down, sighing softly:

"General Yue has come back with a surprise attack. He is indeed a man who will not give up until he achieves his goal."

As he spoke, he raised his hand again, and the bolt of the door moved away by itself. Lada, who was lying on the door, stumbled and fell in.

Lada quickly stood up, and was dumbfounded when he saw Yue Ran. He was even more shocked when he saw Murong Hui's appearance at the moment:

"Your Highness! What's wrong with you!"

How come his true colors were revealed in front of outsiders!

Murong Hui smiled slightly, and his emerald green eyes showed a smile like a spring:

"Forget it, we can't hide it. Since General Yue is suspicious, he won't be easily fooled by us."

After his appearance changed, Murong Hui's voice became even more captivating.

The originally deep and pleasant male voice now had an extra layer of ethereality and charm.

This tone seems to be able to penetrate the soul, with an imperceptible wildness. Even a simple sentence becomes meaningful because of his unique voice and reaches the softest part of people's hearts.

Yue Ran pursed her lips tightly. Facing such an irresistibly charming man, she would never let down her inner defenses easily again.

The look she gave Murong Hui was filled with both appreciation for beauty and a sense of vigilance to never give up, which made her eyes as sharp as a sword drawn from its sheath.

"Eleventh Prince, let's not beat around the bush. Are the two people who came to the Dali Temple today here for you?"

If Murong Hui is the demon fetus...

Yue Ran clenched the dagger in his hand, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Rada nervously took a step forward and stood in front of Murong Hui, with his long sword unsheathed.

Murong Hui glanced at Yue Ran's hand, lowered his head, picked up the cold tea on the table, and drank it calmly. Although his clothes were torn and there was only a table and two chairs, he looked as elegant as if he was sitting on a fairyland.

"Yes and no."

Yue Ran narrowed her eyes and whispered:

"Feng Xiaolou?"

Murong Hui held the teacup, raised his eyes and looked at Yue Ran with a smile:

"General Yue is General Yue, he is really good at judging people."

Yue Ran was not happy. If both Murong Hui and Feng Xiaolou had problems, didn’t that mean that two demon fetuses appeared in the capital of Da Chu at the same time?

One demon fetus can cause chaos in the world. If there are two, what will happen to the world?

"Who is the demon fetus between you and her?"

Or, both?

Murong Hui suppressed the smile on his lips and looked at Yue Ran quietly:

"I do not know."

"I don't know if I am a demon fetus, and I don't know if she is a demon fetus."

"But, I can sense that her demonic power is not as strong as mine."

Just like now, his consciousness spread out and he could clearly sense Feng Xiaolou's actions.

"She was injured more seriously than I was today. After returning to Lihua Lane, there will be another being with purer demonic power there to heal her."

Once his body changes, the movements of the demonic power within a radius of ten miles around him will automatically form an image in his mind.

Yue Ran was really shocked at this moment.

Is there another being with even purer demonic power?

Is it true that the capital of Great Chu is already filled with monsters?

What are they doing here? They can’t be here to settle down and live happily!

Moreover, who is the person with purer demonic power?

Yue Ran quickly calmed down, and a name was about to come out of his mouth.

Could it be Lu Qingrong? Is she also a demon?

Yue Ran's expression became solemn. In her previous life, she had never noticed these alien races hiding in the darkness.

Now that she knows about it, it is impossible for her to just sit there and watch as if it has nothing to do with her.

"Eleventh Prince, if the demon fetus appears in the world, the country will no longer be a country. I am a native of Da Chu, and I eat the offerings of the people of Da Chu. I can only offend you today!"

Yue Ran's eyes were sharp and he raised the dagger in his hand, like a beast with its fangs bared ready to attack.

Lada stepped out of his horse stance and confronted Yue Ran with his long sword:

"Your Highness, I'll cover you, you go!"

Murong Hui did not stand up. The look in his eyes when he looked at Yue Ran was gentle and distant, as if he had endless emotions to express.

Yue Ran's face was cold. He took a step forward slowly, and his eyes were suddenly attracted by a golden light on the ground.

She glanced at it casually, and then her pupils trembled slightly.

Not far from his feet lay an exquisite rhino horn comb, the gold patterns inlaid on it shining as if new. Although the light was dim and he could not see clearly, Yue Ran could guess that the line of small words on the comb must read "One year, one joy".

That unique gold inlay technique and carving pattern could only be done by her father in the world.

Yue Ran slowly put down the dagger in his hand, looked at Murong Hui in surprise, and looked carefully at the pair of furry pointed ears on his head.

So...it was him?

Yue Ran's eyes met Murong Hui's gaze.

Murong Hui also saw the rhino horn comb on the ground. He quickly touched his chest and remembered that a large piece of his clothes was cut open by Yue Ran's dagger.

He sighed regretfully.

The little thing that has been with him for ten years will finally be returned to its original owner.

Yue Ran put away the dagger and took a few steps forward. He squatted down and picked up the familiar yet unfamiliar rhino horn comb, and rubbed the line of words carefully with his fingers.

This comb was made from materials my mother brought back, and my father spent several months making it.

This small comb embodies the love her parents have for her.

My mother's words are still ringing in my ears:

"This rhino horn came from the Queen Mother of the West. After she passed away after a hundred years of worship, only a piece of rhino horn the size of a palm was left. My mother worked very hard to get it."

"When you wear it, you will be immune to all poisons, evil spirits will stay away, and you won't have any false thoughts. It will keep you clear-minded for the rest of your life."

Yue Ran stood up holding the comb, feeling a slight sourness in her nose.

To her, this comb is a relic of her mother from another life.

Murong Hui, who was standing at the side, had stood up at some point, and looked at Yue Ran seriously with his green eyes:

"I was born and raised in Beiliang. Even if I am a demon fetus, I am a demon fetus from Beiliang. I have no intention of offending Da Chu."

"General Yue, you can trust me."

Upon hearing this, Yue Ran turned around and looked at Murong Hui deeply, then held the comb in her palm. After collecting her thoughts, she bowed to Murong Hui:

"Yue Ran is not a person who repays kindness with enmity. I will find a chance to repay you for what I owe you."

As she spoke, her eyes gradually became colder:

"However, above the individual there is the country. If the Eleventh Prince brings disaster to the world one day, Yue Ran will be the first one to chop off your head!"

The corners of Murong Hui's lips twitched slightly, as if he was about to smile, but with a bitter look in his eyes.

If he really is a monster, and if he becomes mentally deranged one day, will he and Yue Ran really have to fight to the death with swords?