The villain and I have eight hundred minds combined

After she locked onto Feng Ping, she searched around for Chu Rong. Sure enough, she saw two people stabbing each other with swords not far from the prison. They were Chu Rong, who was released by Feng Ping, and Si Huanchong, the deputy director who was promoted by her!

Feng Ping was hiding not far from where the two were fighting, looking at Chu Rong and shouting, "Kill him! A small deputy director wants to take the top position, is he rebelling against you?"

During the fight with Chu Rong, Huan Chong looked back at Feng Ping who was hiding nearby and shouted angrily, "Feng Ping! How dare you lead people to break into the house and let the rebels go! You are a traitor! I will definitely inform the city lord!"

"It was Mu Hanxing who framed me first! She plotted against two people from the Feng family! Otherwise, my brother wouldn't have died! I rebelled against her today! A woman like her is not worthy of being in power! Today is the day of the change of dynasty and the change of master!" Feng Ping hid behind the wall, roaring angrily.

"Feng Ping." A cold voice sounded from behind.

Feng Ping instantly got goose bumps all over his back and shuddered.

He turned around suddenly and saw a fierce sword hitting his chest!

He spat out a mouthful of blood and quickly fell to the ground. He quickly used the spiritual power in his palm to protect his heart meridian, raised his head and glared, "Mu Hanxing! Return my brother's life to you!"

Mu Hanxing held the Cangxue Sword, stood in front of Feng Ping indifferently and arrogantly, and said in a cold voice: "Your brother was killed by you, what does it have to do with me?"

"You...it's you! If you hadn't designed to make the two of us fight for the position of the third city lord, how could I be so blinded by greed and watch my brother die without saving him? It's all your fault! You vicious woman! With you in power, my Fuyue City has no future!" Feng Ping continued to use his spiritual power to protect his chest and suppress the blood flow out.

Mu Hanxing looked down at him and sneered, "Feng Ping, don't think I don't know that you and your brother once instigated the Second City Lord to rebel against me, and even colluded with the Nine-Tailed Clan to cause trouble in my city and ruin my reputation. In order to ruin my reputation, you didn't hesitate to bring the reputation of Fuyue City to the brink of destruction. In order to destroy me, you didn't hesitate to let the people of the Qilin Clan take advantage of the situation to cause chaos in the city. How dare you mention "my Fuyue City" when you don't care about the safety of the people and the reputation of the city? You hypocritical bastard, when did Fuyue City become yours? If you really cherish it so much, how dare you watch the Qilin Clan hurt the soldiers in my city and remain indifferent!"

"I...you..." Feng Ping was so angry that he vomited blood. His spiritual power could not protect the blood from flowing from his chest.

"You didn't contribute in the battle in the city, nor in the Linglong banquet. You didn't show any insight into the political affairs, big or small. All day and night you were thinking about how to overthrow me. I tolerate you to this extent because I take care of you because you are old and a bit like my master. Otherwise, do you think you are a rare thing?" Mu Hanxing said, and slashed Feng Ping's chest with another fierce sword!

“Ah…!” Feng Ping screamed in pain.

Mu Hanxing showed no mercy at all. He raised his sword high, pointed it directly at his heart, and said coldly, "You pedantic thing. I originally wanted you two Feng brothers to stay away from the court and avoid discussing politics, so as not to make me unhappy and make me unable to control my killing intent. But you two are giving up the good days of rest throughout the year and insist on going against me and rushing to the underworld. Since you both want to die so much, I will grant your wish!"

"Wait! I look like your master who died unjustly..."

With a "whoosh" sound, Mu Hanxing used all his strength to slash Feng Ping's neck with his sword!

Blood instantly splattered in all directions, splattering on Mu Hanxing's fiery red clothes. The clothes were as red as blood, and it was no longer possible to tell whether it was color or blood flowing on them.

……

At this time, a tall and beautiful woman in a fiery red dress was strolling on a messy long street, stepping lightly on the blood. She held a sword in one hand and a bloody head in the other. With every step she took, the blood on the head dripped onto the ground, forming bloodstains.

Mu Hanxing held Feng Ping's head and began to parade through the streets with an expressionless face, heading back to the place where they were going to the Immortal Terrace.

When the two forces that were fighting nearby saw City Lord Mu slowly returning with the elder's head in his hand, they were so frightened that they stopped their weapons and stood there in a daze, dumbfounded.

Mu Hanxing walked forward slowly and said slowly: "Those who obey me will prosper, and those who defy me will perish. If there are still people in the city who want to rebel, their end will be like his."

Everyone: "..."

The entire Fuyue City instantly fell into an extremely strange silence.

The sound of swords and knives stopped abruptly, and all the chaos returned to calm. It was so quiet that one could hear the sound of a leaf falling and her slow footsteps.

Every time the footsteps sounded, everyone's heart would jump unexpectedly, which was truly chilling and frightening.

She had a cold face and no expression, her black hair was a little messy, and her body was covered in blood, but she didn't care. She carried Feng Ping's head and walked to all the places where fights were taking place.

The streets stained red with blood had a strange and sad beauty. She came slowly and finally returned to Fuxiantai. Then she lifted the head and leaped into the air, leaping onto the high platform, showing everyone the consequences of disobeying her.

The whole city was silent, and everyone looked up and stared at her in amazement.

At this moment, a cold laugh sounded in the air, a very faint and cold voice: "Heh, just as I expected, Junior Sister's health is really not as good as before. How come she is so exhausted after killing just a few people?"

Mu Hanxing was startled and looked back quickly. It was Leng Feiren riding a sword coming towards him.

He was dressed in white, with his hair tied up in a white crown. He had an upright posture and a fairy-like appearance. He truly looked like the banished immortal who had lived through thousands of years in Floating Moon City.

...Cold flying blade?

This was not the Leng Feiren she thought he was... No, maybe he had always been like this, but she never knew it.

Mu Hanxing remained silent, staring at Leng Feiren at this moment.

Now, she was killing people in a big way, which was refreshing, but it also consumed all her spiritual power in an instant. She chose to cut off Feng Ping's head and parade it through the streets as a means of bluffing so that the war could be quickly calmed down.

She couldn't hold on any longer...

Her current cultivation level is really too low!

If his spiritual core had not been damaged by anyone, it would be no problem for one person to protect a city!

"So, you are the mastermind behind the previous rebellion?" Mu Hanxing calmed down at this moment, and asked Leng Feiren with an expressionless face.

"To be precise, it's 'we'." Leng Feiren's lips curled into a faint smile.

Mu Hanxing was stunned.

So, all along, Leng Feiren has been treating himself as a background wall with no sense of existence, as her honest and harmless senior brother, and then this time he ambushed her in secret, taking advantage of her killing spree and annihilating her in one fell swoop when her physical and spiritual power are running low?

How long had he been hiding?