Douluo Jinbang: I was eavesdropped by the Pope

【Updated tomorrow】

Qin Yu was slightly stunned and looked at Zhu Zhuqing who was a bit anxious: "Today is our wedding night. Is there anything you must do today?"

In order not to infringe on this woman's privacy, Qin Yu concentrated his soul power and avoided the two of them when Zhu Zhuqing was talking to the servant. Therefore, it is not clear why Zhu Zhuqing went out, but he can also guess that it was because of the servant's behavior. It was only after these words that Zhu Zhuqing made this decision.

But Qin Yu didn't regret not eavesdropping on the conversation between the two. Since he chose her, he should trust her unconditionally.

"It's some matters related to the family business. I need to take care of it urgently. I will be back later." Zhu Zhuqing said apologetically.

She didn't know why she had such emotions towards the man in front of her. Although they were married, this was the first time they had met!

It's not an exaggeration to say they are strangers.

"Okay!" Qin Yu smiled softly, like a March rose blooming in the cold winter, which warmed Zhu Zhuqing's heart.

After Zhu Zhuqing opened the door of the small courtyard and hurriedly walked out for a while, Hongyue, who was scantily clad in blood and cold plums, appeared beside Qin Yu out of thin air, but she was one body behind.

"Your Highness, Miss Zhu is negotiating the medicinal herb business with Wuhun Baoxing. I have already told Baoxing that there will be no problems." Hongyue Meihua's red dress floated, and bright red lips were embedded in her white cheeks. Very dazzling and eerie.

"Okay!" Qin Yu was calm and calm. Zhu Zhuqing thought she could solve everything without telling her, but she didn't know that Qin Yu had already arranged everything.

Detailed information about the Zhu family's movements and strategic layout had been sent to Qin Yu before he entered the courtyard.

The Zhu family contacted Wuhun Baoxing and wanted to discuss the herbal business with Wuhun Baoxing. Qin Yu naturally saw it from the information.

The supporter, or controller, behind Wuhun Baoxing is Wuhun Palace. Wuhun Baoxing naturally does not dare to disobey the orders of Qin Yu, the Holy Son of Wuhun.

However, at this moment, the wooden door of the small courtyard was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a group of people filed in from the outside.

"Haha! It's really eye-opening! You just got married to the incredibly beautiful Zhu Zhuqing, and then you turn around and hook up with a hot woman at home. Your useless methods are really extraordinary. !”

Shen Yefeng, who was still a little pale, appeared in the small courtyard with a joking face, and behind him were the servants and guards of the General's Mansion.

The domestic servants and guards in the General's Mansion are different from those elsewhere. These people are all veterans who have followed General Zhenbei in the north and south, and are loyal to General Zhenbei.

It can be said that he only knows the general Shen Tianhe and does not recognize the old emperor of the Xingluo Dai family.

Qin Yu glanced at the other person and said impatiently: "I'm in a very good mood now. Get out of here right away. I can spare your life with great mercy and save you from death."

Qin Yu couldn't help laughing when he thought of Zhu Zhuqing's appearance after signing a contract with Wuhun Baoxing.

"Around me without dying?"

Shen Yefeng seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world and laughed wildly. He held his stomach and pointed at Qin Yu: "Qin Yu, have you lost your mind? You told me to get out of here and avoid me! Haha... ...Qin Waste, I’m so scared!”

Suddenly, the domestic servants and guards behind Shen Ye Feng burst out laughing, their faces full of joking ferocity.

"Qin Waste, you haven't seen the situation here clearly. Now roll down and crawl under my young master's crotch. At night, let that stinky bitch Zhu Zhuqing roll over to warm my young master's bed. Maybe I can consider sparing you. Immortal!" Shen Yefeng looked at Qin Yu jokingly, and licked his lips with his tongue while speaking, as if he had already convinced Zhu Zhuqing.

Qin Yu's eyes were extremely cold, looking at Shen Yefeng's stubborn eyes as if he were looking at a cold corpse.

In Qin Yu's eyes, Shen Yefeng was already a dead person.

Do not……

Not only Shen Yefeng, but also the entire Shen family will cease to exist at this moment.

"You... are so confident!" After Qin Yu said this lightly, he turned around and lay back on the recliner, rocking back and forth.

Ignore!

Shen Yefeng was not taken seriously at all, which made Shen Yefeng, who had grown up with a golden key in his mouth, extremely angry.

"Kill him for me, chop this piece of trash into pieces for me, and feed it to the dogs!" Shen Yefeng roared, like a puppy jumping up after its tail was stepped on.

This loser dared to ignore me. He really didn't know what to say. Damn it!

At the same time, Shen Yefeng's eyes lingered passionately on the hot figure Hong Yue. As long as he destroyed Qin Yu, this waste, then this woman would also be his.

Suddenly, the eyes of the group of servants and guards flashed fiercely, and the murderous intent of veterans who had been fighting on the battlefield for many years emerged, as if they were real.

"If you dare to be disrespectful to the young master, you are seeking death!"

Several guards roared loudly, and bright circles of light circled up and down around themselves.

Soul master!

The bodyguards brought by Shen Yefeng are all soul masters without exception.

Eighteen great soul masters with two soul rings formed a fan shape and approached Qin Yu, who was lying leisurely on the recliner.

There was also an old man with gray hair, hugging his body and leaning on a strange-shaped crutch. He was standing next to Shen Ye Feng without moving.

He is a three-ringed soul master, and his duty is to protect Shen Yefeng personally. He does not need to take action against a useless person who has awakened a useless martial soul and cannot cultivate soul power.

The moment eighteen second-level soul master-level guards stepped onto the steps, the red moon moved.

Her figure instantly dissipated on the spot, leaving only an afterimage as bright red as blood, which slowly dissipated with the wind in the guard's pupils, like a foam phantom that shattered as soon as touched, like a dream.

The next moment, Lamei Hongyi appeared in front of a guard. Before the guard could react, Hong Yue's plain hand gently pushed weakly on the guard's chest.

Peng!

The blood blooms like a plum blossom, but the flesh and bones condense quickly. Dot the center of the blood plum and lightly embellish it.

The blooming of plum blossoms is very beautiful, but it is also very short-lived. It can only be admired for a moment and then disappear from the world.

The same goes for the blood plum formed from the guard's flesh and blood. In an instant, it disappeared without a trace in mid-air, as if it had never appeared before.

"Disrespect the Holy Son, die!"

Hongyue's eyes suddenly had red mist floating in them, which was very strange.

But this scene, in Shen Yefeng's eyes, was like an evil ghost descending from hell. He was so frightened that his legs became weak and he fell to the ground. .

The bloody plum blossoms withered, leaving behind a faint blood mist as light as gossamer.

The pungent smell of blood suddenly filled the air, as the breath of the seventeen guarding soul masters passed through the nose and entered the lungs.

The smell of blood reaching into the lungs and mouth and the visual impact of losing a colleague in an instant, an emotion called fear took root in these veterans of many battles.

They were not afraid of fighting, nor were they afraid of death, but facing the strangeness brought about by the unknown, they felt a sense of timidity that they had not experienced for a long time.

The blood mist gradually dissipated, and Hongyue was not in a hurry. These ignorant fools were disrespectful to the Holy Son, and it would be too easy for them to simply kill them.

Dying in fear is the greatest 'forgiveness' to those who dare to disrespect the Son!

"Hurry, join forces to kill her, this woman is a witch." A servant soul master shouted loudly, but his confidence was slightly lacking. When he looked at the red moon standing barefoot in the air, with a dress as red as blood, his eyes were filled with tears. fear.

Hearing this, the other seventeen servants all roared loudly, their blood and murderous aura shook the void, and they all showed their martial spirits.

"The second soul skill, the roar of a wild lion!"

"The second soul skill, slash in the air!"

"..."

One after another soul skills erupted.

These veterans of hundreds of battles were also decisive people, and they launched their strongest attacks immediately.

The seventeen soul skills range from the roar of a ferocious tiger, to the sweeping sweep of a wild lion, to the sharp blade unsheathed and wrapped in a fan shape surrounding the red moon.

"Demon girl, go to hell!"

The servants' veins popped out, and their fierce eyes were fixed on the woman in red who was tightly surrounded by soul skills.

"If you dare to offend His Royal Highness the Holy Son, fear... will be your final destination!"

Facing the seventeen soul skills full of murderous intent, Hongyue waved her hand slowly, and the red satin slipped down as she waved, revealing her slender arms as white as snow.

A smile appeared on the face of the enchanting woman: "The first soul skill, Blood Moon Plum Blossom!"

In an instant, seventeen veterans of hundreds of battles suddenly discovered that the dilapidated courtyard was gone, replaced by an empty wilderness, and the sun in the sky turned into a bloody crescent moon at some point.

"This...what kind of place is this? Let me out quickly!"

"Witch, let me out quickly..."

"Master, help me! Master, ah!"

"..."

The seventeen veterans of hundreds of battles were like children who couldn't find a home at this moment, huddled together and trembling, and some of them even couldn't hold the martial arts spirits in their hands and fell to the ground.

The figure of Hong Yue appeared out of thin air, standing in the air like a fairy, but the crescent moon still dripping blood behind her brought the artistic conception to hell.

Step by step, Hong Yue stepped down into the air with her bare feet, ripples rippling in the air.

With the sudden appearance of the red moon, pale plum blossoms suddenly floated strangely in the sky.

"Witch, what kind of place is this? Let us out quickly, otherwise, the general will not let you go." A servant with a spear in his hand threatened Hongyue with slightly trembling lips.

"Yes, let us go as soon as possible if you are wise, otherwise the general will never let you off lightly when he finds out. If you let us go, we can put in a few nice words for you in front of the general. Maybe the general will also give you some nice words when the time comes. It is much better for you to take me as my concubine than to follow that loser outside." Another person spoke immediately, suppressing the fear in his heart.

As long as I get out of this hellish place, I must tell the general to arrest this witch and let her taste the torture in the army... The veterans of hundreds of battles keep persuading and threatening, but in their hearts they have cut Hongyue into pieces with a thousand swords. Tens of thousands of times.

When death was imminent, he still dared to brazenly disrespect the Holy Son... The blood mist in the red moon's eyes turned cold, and white cold air emerged from the red mist.

The crescent moon dripping with blood boils behind me, and the pale plum blossoms wither and fall.

"Welcome to my world, where your dirty bodies and sinful souls will be cleansed."

"Aton for your sins, evil spirits!"

Hong Yue's right hand suddenly grasped it, and suddenly, the plum blossoms scattered in disorder and spun rapidly, wrapping up the seventeen servants.

The crescent moon shines brightly with blood, illuminating the entire wasteland.

The plum blossoms are like knives, and endless plum blossom petals shuttle back and forth from various parts of the 17 people's bodies.

"what!"

"You are the devil!"

"Let us go quickly. The general will avenge us. You will definitely be killed by the general..."

The miserable howl echoed in the wasteland and spread far and wide. The echoes were so beautiful in Hongyue's ears.

The crescent moon is still bleeding, and the plum blossoms are still falling.

However... the pale plum blossom petals are as gorgeous and bright as they were when they first bloomed, which is so coveted!

The flesh and blood of 17 people dyed the plum blossoms red.

The mist drifted over, and the wasteland shattered like a shattered mirror. Behind the cracked wasteland was a dilapidated courtyard.

"devil!"

Shen Yefeng was still as arrogant as when he came. He saw with his own eyes that the woman in red waved her hand, and plum blossoms bloomed suddenly on the ground, as bright as blood. Then the seventeen people he brought with him The elite soldiers in the army retreated to form the guards of the mansion. Everyone's faces were full of ferocity, as if they had seen something that frightened them.

But there is obviously nothing!

Eighteen guards died, all of them died in mysterious ways, making it difficult to understand why they died.

But without exception, when the eighteen people died, they must all have encountered something very scary.

They all died in fear.

What could frighten these soldiers who had survived countless battles on the battlefield?

Shen Yefeng was afraid.

He wanted to leave, he wanted to escape from here, but no matter how strong his desire to leave here was, he couldn't stand up or even crawl because his legs were so weak that he couldn't use any strength.

The old man who was assigned to guard Shen Yefeng by Zhenbei General Shen Tianhe was also frightened at this moment and his legs were trembling.

If he hadn't been a third-ring soul master with powerful soul power, and had experienced hundreds of battles in the army, he might have fallen to the ground like Shen Ye Feng and couldn't stand up at this moment.

The old man turned pale and said, "Who are you?"

These two people are definitely not as simple as they appear on the surface, and the woman in red's methods can't be seen through even the strength of his soul master.

"The person who sent you to atone for your sins!" Hongyue walked down the steps barefoot, twisting her waist, and slowly walked towards Shen Yefeng and the old man step by step. Her voice was cold, and the killing intent on her body was undisguised.

The sound of the red moon stepping on the ground was like the sound of a bell ringing before an execution, hitting the hearts of Shen Yefeng and the old man one after another.

"Who are you?" Shen Yefeng shook his head unwillingly, knelt down and prayed: "Don't kill me, as long as you let me go, my father, General Zhenbei, will definitely come up with a treasure that satisfies you two."

He doesn't want to die.

He is still young, he still has great years, and there are countless women waiting for his blessing.

Can't die!

Absolutely can't die!

"Take my life for granted. I can agree to any request. I am willing to be a cow or a horse."

"Save my life, don't kill me!"

As long as you don't die, there is still hope for everything.

At this moment, Shen Ye Feng was like a lowly domestic slave, kneeling in front of Hong Yue, who was barefoot and red-clad, and kept begging for his life.

A noble master may one day become a lowly slave in the face of life and death.