This villain has become a ghost

The cave was gradually filled with a strong smell of blood. Shen Yue had killed several killers, but he was also injured.

"Protect yourself," Shen Yue gritted his teeth as he fought the enemy while protecting Yue Liuyun behind him. "I can die, but you can't!"

He was just the imperial tutor of the time, but the body she was in was that of the emperor. Once she died, the world would be in chaos.

Yue Liuyun wanted to refute, saying that what he said was wrong, that all men were born equal, that no one could die, that everyone was the same.

However... she felt physically nauseous due to the smell of blood. The slaughterhouse-like scene before her made her feel uncomfortable, and her hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

No matter how shrewd and calculating she was, no matter how rational and strategic she was, she was just a relatively talented college student. Born in a modern, peaceful society, she had never witnessed a murder, nor had she ever seen the real flash of swords and sabers.

Nangong Mingzhu noticed something was wrong with her, and his voice suddenly slowed down. He said, "Don't be afraid, you can overcome it."

Yue Liuyun tried his best to suppress the discomfort.

Yes, this is a matter of life and death. We must overcome it, we must overcome it... This is not modern times, not a society ruled by law, not a peaceful era. We must learn to adapt to all of this...

"Beware!"

Suddenly, a killer was about to stab Shen Yue from behind, straight towards his heart. Shen Yue was attacked from both sides and had no time to dodge.

The wounds all over Shen Yue's body were burning with pain, and he was ready to be pierced through the heart in the next second.

Unexpectedly, a long knife pierced the assassin's chest from behind.

It's the moon and the flowing clouds.

Sticky, warm blood splattered onto Yue Liuyun's face. The fishy, foul smell made her want to vomit. She could clearly feel the sharp knife piercing a living thing...

She killed a man.

He actually killed a person.

She killed him with her own hands.

Suddenly, she felt a pain as if her soul was being torn apart. The world was spinning, and everything in front of her was like a broken mirror, breaking into pieces. She had a splitting headache and was in excruciating pain.

Outside, thunder roared, and the wild trees swayed in the wind, their branches and leaves shattered. Torrential rain poured down, extinguishing all life. Suddenly, a flash of lightning illuminated the cave.

A few drops of blood were splashed on Shen Yue's fair and handsome face, and his dark blue robe was also soaked with blood, most of which was from the killer, and a small part was his own.

He looked back and saw that Yue Liuyun's eyes and temperament gradually changed after he killed someone.

The look in his eyes was cold and murderous, chilly like winter, with a hint of pride, and a variety of emotions churning in it, completely different from the cunning and indifferent look before.

Shen Yue understood immediately.

This person...is now Nangong Mingzhu.

Not the moon and clouds.

The two of them switched back again.

Nangong Mingzhu pulled out the long knife that was inserted into the killer's chest, raised his hand casually, and wiped the blood splattered on his cheek with his fingertips.

Immediately afterwards, the young man in crimson robe lazily blocked Shen Yue behind him.

"Let me come."

A bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes. His white and slender hands held a long sword. His figure was strange and his sword skills were crisp and sharp. He could kill a person with one blow, and even the amount of bleeding was very small. Against his handsome face, he looked like a jade-faced Shura, a perfect blend of ruthlessness and nobility.

Yue Liuyun's soul stood quietly in the same place, suppressing the discomfort and physical nausea in his heart after killing someone.

She looked at the young emperor in front of her with complicated eyes, who was decisive and killed people like cutting grass.

It seemed as if she had never seen him like this before.

It was as if she had never seen him kill anyone.

So she almost forgot that he was supposed to be like this, fierce and murderous, elegant and cruel... This was the reason why he frightened the court and the people, and the reason why he could step by step from a forgotten prince to the emperor at the pinnacle of power in the cannibalistic palace.

The rain is gradually decreasing.

After a long time, the blood that oozed out of the mountain of corpses dyed the ground where dead leaves and mud were intertwined red. Nangong Mingzhu killed the last killer, elegantly took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood off the knife, and then put the knife away.

He slowly approached Yue Liuyun, looked at her still slightly trembling hands, and said softly, "Are you okay?"

Yue Liuyun's face turned pale. He closed his eyes, suppressing the churning in his stomach. He said, "It's okay...you guys should leave quickly. Now that...you've got the answer, do what you should do."

Her face was so pale that it was almost translucent at this moment. She pursed her lips tightly and her long eyelashes drooped, covering her slightly unfocused eyes.

It's obvious that he is just holding on.

Nangong Mingzhu frowned slightly, and an unknown emotion flashed in his eyes.

He knew what the world she had come from was like. She had described it to him: a world where killing and crime were forbidden. Her hands were clean, and it was very likely she had never seen blood.

No one is born to kill.

No one is born wanting to kill.

What she needs to overcome is a psychological hurdle.

"Don't be afraid... From now on, killing people won't be your responsibility anymore."

The sound of the fine rain seemed to dilute Nangong Mingzhu's voice, making Yue Liuyun sound less sarcastic than usual, and instead... somewhat inexplicably gentle.

Yue Liuyun took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and said stubbornly, "I'm not afraid. Let's go quickly. It will be too late if we're any later."

Nangong Mingzhu curled his lips into a smile and was about to say "OK", but his eyes glanced at Shen Yue who was staring at him with interest.

Shen Yue watched him talking to himself with such gusto that he didn't even feel the pain from the wounds on his body. He smiled gently and said, "Your Majesty, are you talking to Miss Yue?"

Nangong Mingzhu sneered and said unhappily, "Taifu, you're meddling too much. Let's go."

Shen Yue: "..."

It has been a while since Yue Liuyun was replaced. I miss her so much. Who on earth let out this annoying guy Nangong Mingzhu?

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A cold wind blew, chilling the bones. The rocks creaked and swelled with sounds: some crackled from the wind's erosion, others the sound of rushing water. Under the setting sun, a vast army gathered in the rocky landscape.

Too much time has passed.

Nangong Wanqing rubbed her brows. The dampness in the air was simply annoying. She said coldly, "Since General Song refuses to cooperate, then let's do it."

Okay, let’s get started.

Lin Yuan and Chu Shiqing took action.

The two of them drew their swords, which made a buzzing sound, and pointed them at the commander of the imperial guards, Ji Huan, and the eldest princess. The soldiers under their command pointed their spears at the imperial guards at lightning speed and surrounded them.

Song Haotian: “???”

What's going on? Why are they fighting among themselves?

His deputy general asked weakly, "General, what should we do now?"

Song Haotian: "...Let's take a look."

The plot twist was so sudden that he didn't know how to deal with it for a moment. To be on the safe side, it was better to watch the fire from the other side of the river.