This villain has become a ghost

Ye Zhaoxi's pupils trembled and he stood up suddenly.

Ling Chaomian suddenly pulled out a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed it into his heart without hesitation. The blood quickly dyed his pure white clothes red, which was a thrilling scene.

This third thing...

That is the time of his death.

Only when he dies, the so-called destiny will no longer be able to interfere in the affairs of this world, and the rules will be re-established.

This was also the last thing he did for those "friends with no conscience".

"Oh, by the way, if Your Majesty can still see Nangong Mingzhu, Shen Yue, Yue Liuyun, Lin Yuan, Chu Shiqing, Xia Ruozhi, Nangong Wanqing, Song Zhiyi, Nangong Qianshang, Qiu Shuangwan..."

While Ye Zhaoxi was still there, Ling Chaomian endured the pain and suffocation and read out a long list of names in one breath. He then said sincerely:

"…Remember to tell them that I'm not a fool, they are the fools."

Ye Zhaoxi: “…”

Ling Chaomian's pale complexion contrasted with the growing bright red bloodstains on his chest.

His breath gradually weakened, and he chose an elegant posture and fell on the cold stone table.

Gradually... he lost his breath.

Dark clouds covered the moon and the stars fell.

The weather gradually turned weird, with loud thunder.

Not far away, Zhongding Mountain and Tianji Pavilion collapsed.

-

Su Mansion.

In the brightly lit room, Su Xi paced back and forth anxiously.

There was a hint of impatience in his voice as he said to Su Hui, who was sitting in the middle of the hall:

"Dad! Now everyone outside is calling us traitors and lackeys of His Royal Highness Prince Xuan! We finally drove away those people who came to the Su Mansion to cause trouble, are we really going to just sit there and wait for death?"

Su Hui was sitting in the middle of the hall, silent and with a serious expression.

Su Shaoran had a blank expression on his face. He glanced at Su Xi calmly and said two words coldly: "Be quiet."

Su Xi met his gaze, sighed deeply, and then closed her mouth.

Su Hui analyzed in a cold voice, "Although public opinion is strong outside, it wouldn't lead to such a large-scale riot. Someone must be instigating this."

"And... they are coming for the Su Mansion."

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door, and a guard came in hurriedly, half-knelt on the ground and reported:

"Sir, something bad has happened! Someone is breaking into the prison!"

Su Hui stood up suddenly, his face changed drastically: "What?"

Then he quickly gave the order: "You two, pay attention to the movements outside. I will lead a team to the dungeon."

"Yes!"

-

The stone steps wind down into the darkness.

A few flickering torches barely illuminated the surroundings, and shouts of killing echoed continuously in the narrow passage. The ground was covered with sewage and mud.

"Charge! Kill them!"

The cell was already in chaos. A group of people in black night clothes were fighting with the jailers, and someone took advantage of the chaos to open the locks of the prisoners.

Most of the prisoners in the innermost layer were a group of extremely vicious criminals. After being released, they instigated the prisoners in the outer layers to rush out of the cells together, and in an instant they engulfed the jailers like a tide.

Su Hui led a team of elite soldiers to the dungeon and saw the scene in chaos. The prisoners fled in all directions. A group of men in black attacked ruthlessly and decisively, killing most of the jailers. When they saw Su Hui and his men appear, they immediately took advantage of the chaos to escape.

"Split up!" Su Hui ordered, "One group will block the exit, another group will control the chaos and capture those who escape, and the rest will follow me deep into the dungeon."

Su Hui and his guards hurried to the cell where He Xi was.

As expected, He Xi, who was handcuffed, had purple lips and closed eyes and was dead in the cell.

Su Hui's eyes turned cold.

Died of poisoning...

The symptoms are almost identical to those of Jiang Wenjin's death.

Just as Su Hui was checking, the guard behind him suddenly had a fierce look in his eyes and rushed towards Su Hui quickly. Taking advantage of the chaos, he stabbed his heart with the dagger in his hand!

However, just as the guard's dagger was about to touch him, a foot suddenly kicked it away!

Song Zhiyi's figure was as fast as lightning, and she appeared beside Su Hui in an instant, kicking the guard's dagger away. Then, she backhandedly slapped the guard back, her eyes as cold as ice.

At the same time, a large number of officers and soldiers surrounded the outside and quickly took control of the entire situation.

Song Zhiyi gave an order and arrested the guard.

"Lord Su, are you okay?" Song Zhiyi asked.

Su Hui was obviously shocked by the sudden change, but he quickly regained his composure.

"I am fine. Thank you, Marquis Wu'an, for your help."

"But, isn't the Marquis out there suppressing a rebellion? Why did he suddenly come here?"

Song Zhiyi bowed and said:

"Of course I'm here to protect Master Su."

"I'm sure you've noticed, my Lord, that the killers' real motive isn't to harm you. Firstly, they want to let these prisoners go and disrupt public order. Secondly... they want to take advantage of this opportunity to harm you."

"So... My Lord, please be very careful these days. Someone wants to kill you and Su Shaoqing."

"The Su Mansion was also attacked, but Grand Tutor Shen has already sent people there. Don't worry, my lord, both young masters are safe and sound."

Su Hui said in a deep voice:

"Someone wants to kill me? Can Marquis Wu'an tell me clearly?"

"Lord Su will understand soon," Song Zhiyi said, "but... I hope Lord Su will remember to remain silent and neutral in the court for the next few days."

Although Su Hui didn't understand, he nodded slowly.

In the dungeon of the Dali Temple, the prisoners were re-imprisoned one by one, and the dead bodies were taken away and buried.

Song Zhiyi walked out of the dungeon and redeployed the officers and soldiers, surrounding the Dali Temple tightly and strengthening the vigilance.

Suddenly there was a loud bang outside. Although there was no rain, there was loud thunder and strong wind.

A loud noise was heard from the palace.

Tianji Pavilion and Zhongding Mountain collapsed.

Song Zhiyi stood outside, staring at the collapsed mountain. His heart skipped a beat and he felt an extreme sense of unease.

At the same time, Shen Yue, who was riding a horse outside the Su Mansion, saw a meteor slowly falling and becoming dim as dark clouds were approaching that were about to cover the moon. His pupils constricted.

-

royal palace.

A crabapple blossom fell.

In the brightly lit palace, Ye Zhaoxi stared at the uninvited guest in front of him with a sinister look on his face.

She wanted to kill three people tonight, but now only one is dead.

The person who died died in a way that made her very unhappy.

The chess game that was originally played in the dark was brought out into the open, preventing her from successfully killing the person she wanted to kill.

She never expected that Ling Chaomian would be the variable.

...If I had known this, I should have killed him sooner.

Nangong Qianshang had some of Ling Chaomian's blood on his clothes. He had just placed his body when he came to confront Ye Zhaoxi.

Ye Zhaoxi played with the poison bottle in his hand and said calmly:

"I did kill many people, but Master Ling committed suicide. Don't put the blame on me."