After Black Moonlight revealed her true feelings, everyone panicked.

Sheng Yunchao looked up at the void. It was already the end of the year, yet there were faint flashes of lightning in the sky.

The pitch-black sky pressed down heavily, even the howling wind seemed to stop for a moment, creating a somber and oppressive atmosphere.

That was the wrath of those so-called gods.

"Sheng Yunchao, how could you go along with her nonsense!" Lou Xiao realized that this person had always known Lu Sijian's intentions.

He was furious. "You knew she wanted to kill a god, why didn't you stop her! Do you know what awaits her if she's extradited to the Kingdom of God at this moment!"

Sheng Yunchao turned to look at him, his gaze icy cold. "So, you're just going to let them get away with it?"

"How can this be called getting away with it? He's a fallen god, and he's been hiding for so many years just because he's afraid of being hunted down by the temple! Besides, the temple does intend to judge his crimes and imprison him for life!"

She had already exposed the crimes of the fake Lu Ting, so all she had to do was wait for the divine kingdom to take action, right?

Lou Xiao couldn't understand why Lu Sijian insisted on doing this, and why she tried to provoke the Divine Kingdom even at the last moment.

Such intensity is really not a good thing; it will only make things completely irreversible.

Gu Sheng: "You mean, if a villain comes to your house and burns, kills, and loots, instead of taking revenge yourself, you hope that his family will arrest him and give him a half-hearted scolding?"

Lou Xiao paused for a moment: "How can these be the same? The temple also has constraints on its priests..."

“How is it different?” Lu Lingchen interrupted him. “Even if a foreigner comes to this land to kill someone, it is still a matter of territorial jurisdiction. I’ve never heard of allowing extradition to a foreign country for sentencing.”

The protection that the divine kingdom provides for its priests is beyond question; the worst punishment they can face is life imprisonment.

Lu Lingchen used to believe in self-preservation and might have thought his sister was too extreme, but at this moment he agreed with her approach.

He couldn't let go of his hatred until he killed that fallen god to avenge his father.

“You are not as good as her.” Lu Lingchen paused, then added, “Of course, I am not as good as her either.”

When he woke up, he heard that his father had been violated and was already dead. He was angry for a moment, but then he calmly accepted the reality.

Even though he admired his father greatly, he did not avenge his father himself.

On the contrary, it was the younger sister who was brave and fearless.

Lou Xiao took two steps back: "You..."

Why is everyone condemning him? He's just worried about Lu Sijian!

Sheng Yunchao turned and walked out, followed by Lu Lingjun, Lu Lingchen, and Xie Qinglan.

Gu Sheng hesitated for two seconds, but ultimately, unwilling to give up, she walked over.

He guessed that Sheng Yunchao should have a way, and since that was the case, he couldn't give up on rescuing Lu Sijian.

Lou Xiao and his two bodyguards were left behind.

The wind started blowing again, a biting and piercing wind that made Lou Xiao feel an unusual chill in his heart.

He turned his head and saw Mu Liangyue stumbling towards him. He immediately felt much more at ease. No matter what others thought, at least Mu Liangyue agreed with him.

"Liangyue, how are you? Why did your wound reopen?" He asked, somewhat surprised.

Mu Liangyue was covered in blood; so much had happened tonight. She glanced at the man in front of her.

The more I know that my passionate love is forbidden, the more I unconsciously draw closer, wanting to burn myself out.

After taking the knife for Lu Sijian tonight, she still fantasized about marrying this man and living a happy and fulfilling life together.

What a naive idea!

“It’s not my blood,” she said calmly, her eyes lowered and her tone indifferent. “It’s someone else’s.”

"Whose?" Lou Xiao paused for a moment, his gaze falling on Mu Liangyue's torn clothes, his pupils contracting slightly.

"What...just happened?"

"Do I even need to ask?" Mu Liangyue asked coldly.

Suddenly, a noise came from the darkness behind them. Scorpion, his face covered in blood and his eyes covered, rushed out, screaming in panic, "Help!"

When he saw Mu Liangyue, he flinched and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Mu Liangyue looked at the other person and couldn't help but laugh heartily.

It turns out she can be free from resentment and grievances; it turns out she can also make others feel afraid when she picks up a weapon and fights back.

Tonight's operation was aimed at Lu Sijian by all their enemies, but there was one person who had their sights set on her.

That's a scorpion.

While everyone was distracted by the commotion outside, he took advantage of the darkness to drag the injured and immobile Mu Liangyue into the shadows.

When her mouth was covered, Mu Liangyue felt a wave of despair.

There were so many people outside, some she loved and some who had once loved her, but not a single one came looking for her.

No one could save her.

From childhood to adulthood, she has always played the role of a victim. When she is bullied by others, she only dares to use kindness to influence them.

Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. She can only become kinder and more flawless, almost turning herself into a bodhisattva in a temple through sheer patience.

Then she patiently waited for someone from heaven to descend and rescue her from her suffering.

It wasn't until she faced real evil that she realized how foolish it was to pray for the other person's conscience to come out or to wait for someone else to save her.

What's the difference between handing over the initiative to someone else and waiting to be slaughtered?

Violent fluctuations and shrill screams came from outside, and a warm and powerful force flowed back into her body. She stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

This is the luck that was stolen from her...

She suddenly realized that Lu Sijian had killed that person.

The person who regards himself as a god, whom he dares not rebel against or resent.

She suddenly laughed, and then, to the scorpion's bewildered gaze, she forcefully rammed her head against it.

It hurt terribly, but the other person was in even more pain. A cry of pain and a curse came from the darkness.

"Damn it, you bitch..." Just as Scorpion was choking her neck, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his eyes, and blood gushed out instantly.

……

Mu Liangyue gripped the small piece of steel in her hand; it gave her a sense of security.

She wiped the blood from the back of her hand, her voice dazed, "Miss Lu saved me again."

If Lu Sijian hadn't killed the fake Lu Ting, causing the flow of fortune to reverse and giving her the ability to retaliate, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

She now understands that Lu Sijian's previous claims of being afraid of death were all an act.

How could someone so fiercely determined to anger the gods and seek justice for the unjustly killed be someone who is afraid of death?

As for why the other party did this... it's probably not just to complete the plot and lull the fake Lu Ting into a false sense of security, but also to free themselves from their shackles.

Lu Sijian had only recently woken up and was so weak that she couldn't even do something as simple as eating.

She gently advised herself, "Liangyue, I hope you are as free as the wind."

Mu Liangyue walked past Lou Xiao indifferently.

The wind in the wilderness was biting and piercing, but she felt more relaxed and cheerful than ever before, and even her steps became lighter and more determined.

She truly felt the freedom of the wind.

This was the most precious gift Lu Sijian had given her.