Travel to the early Tang Dynasty and become a salted fish

"Crazy, haha, do you think I'm crazy?"

"That's right, I'm a madman. Ever since I knew that Brother Chu was dead, my heart also died. From that time on, I was no longer me."

Yang Hongyu looked at Chu Mo with an angry smile, stretched out her jade hand, grabbed his neck, and lifted him off the ground.

"You shouldn't have come back after being kidnapped by Chu Xin. If you just stayed there and let her torture you, then I would turn a blind eye."

"But you absolutely shouldn't, you shouldn't go back to Lingnan, and even think about taking back everything you have."

"Originally, I thought about taking everything away from you and watching you slowly die in loneliness, but I never thought that you, a despicable villain, would have such means and courage. In just a few days, Just took everything back.”

"That's right. How can those losers from the Yang family be your opponent?"

"Originally, I wanted to let you live a few more days, make you happy for a while, and then slowly strip away everything from you and make you endure endless pain."

"But I didn't expect you to be so anxious to die. Do you really think that with four masters, you can do whatever you want? Do you dare to challenge me?"

"Ahem, Yang Hongyu, you crazy bitch, why am I, Chu Mo, so unlucky to meet such a lunatic like you?"

Chu Mo tried hard to break free from Yang Hongyu's control, but the other party's jade hands were like iron pliers and tightly pinched his neck, showing no signs of loosening.

Looking at Chu Mo, who was turning purple and struggling, Yang Hongyu was in a daze.

Do you really want to kill him?

Thinking of every bit of the past, the love words the other party said to her and the things she had done, Yang Hongyu slowly closed her eyes.

When it opened, it regained its sharpness again.

At this time, Chu Mo's struggling movements had gradually become smaller, and he was about to fall.

Suddenly there was a sigh in my ears, and then Yang Hongqian, dressed in red, came closer:

"Hongyu, that's enough. Do you really want to kill him?"

"You should know whether your brother Chu's death has anything to do with him. You shouldn't put all the blame on an unrelated person."

"Sister, what, are you coming to stop me?"

"You said he had nothing to do with him? But he pretended to be Brother Chu, which made me think that he was Brother Chu. Based on this alone, it is not an exaggeration for me to cut him into pieces and cut him into pieces. "

After looking at Chu Mo who was about to die, Yang Hongqian's eyebrows were raised, and he looked at Yang Hongyu and said:

"Hongyu, you are already crazy. Although Chu Mo has assumed someone else's identity, he has confessed to you before, and you personally promised not to hold him accountable."

"And Chu Mo didn't do anything extraordinary during the period when he took over his identity, and he also helped you continue to strengthen the Yang family. Do you dare to say that we are where we are today, not because of Chu Mo? "

After hearing Yang Hongqian's words, Yang Hongyu fell silent.

Glancing at Chu Mo, who was already rolling his eyes, she snorted coldly and placed it on the ground, loosening the gap slightly to prevent it from suffocating immediately.

"Sister, so what, he deceived me after all, and my brother Chu will never come back."

"Cough cough cough..."

Chu Mo finally took a breath, and when he heard Yang Hongyu's words, he immediately rolled his eyes, patted Yang Hongyu's hand and shouted:

"Who said your brother Chu is dead? He is not dead. You have misunderstood."

Hearing Chu Mo's words, Yang Hongyu was stunned for a moment, then used her palms to tighten her grip on Chu Mo's neck and said:

"You dare to lie to me when you are about to die."

Saying that, he was about to crush him to death.

Seeing this, Yang Hongqian hurriedly stepped forward to stop Yang Hongyu:

"Hongyu, let him finish his words first. There may be unexpected results."

Yang Hongyu looked at Chu Mo, then at her sister, and finally she snorted coldly and put Chu Mo down.

"Speak to me clearly. If I find out that you deceived me, I will make you regret living in this world."

Chu Mo broke free from the shackles around his neck, fell to his knees, opened his mouth wide, and greedily sucked in the air around him.

After a while, just when Yang Hongyu's patience was about to run out, he spoke.

"Yang Hongyu, as the saying goes, one day is a hundred days of kindness, but you are such a cruel mother-in-law. You want to kill me as soon as you reconcile with me. You are simply a poisonous woman."

Chu Mo's first words were neither begging for mercy nor telling what he knew, but direct ridicule.

"You are courting death."

Yang Hongyu's beautiful eyes glared resentfully, and a surge of anger arose.

"Come on, kill me. This way, you won't know the whereabouts of your brother Chu."

Unexpectedly, Chu Mo did not retreat but advanced, stood up directly, and took the initiative to extend his neck to Yang Hongyu's hand, as if he would do it if he felt like it.

"Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"

Yang Hongyu's eyes flashed with cold light, and a look of anger gradually appeared on her fair face.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, is the iceberg beauty about to start melting so easily?"

Chu Mo took Yang Hongyu's hand and put it on his neck:

"You're welcome, just kill me. Anyway, after I tell you the news, you can't escape the word death. If that's the case, why should I let you get your wish?"

Seeing Chu Mo's eagerness to die, Yang Hongyu's veins popped out on her forehead:

"Chu Mo, you know, there are many kinds of death. Sometimes, death is even a luxury."

"Believe it or not, I will let you experience all the criminal laws in the world, let you tell me the truth in pain, and then slowly torture you to death."

Feeling the fragrance coming from the other party's arm, Chu Mo took a deep breath and made an intoxicating gesture:

"I'm so scared. Madam, we have known each other for so long. We have done everything we should and shouldn't do before. Now it's time to enter the bridal chamber. If you promise to accompany me for one night, then I will tell you the truth. Let me tell you, otherwise, believe it or not, I will kill myself before you do anything to me."

Saying that, Chu Mo stretched out his hand to hold the other person's waist.

With a "pop" sound, a loud slap in the face sent Chu Mo flying away:

"Chu Mo, did I give you face or something? Do you really think I would let you control it for a piece of flimsy news?"

Yang Hongyu slapped Chu Mo away, stepped in front of him, and looked at him condescendingly.

"Haha, Yang Hongyu, if you weren't nervous about the news about that damn ghost, you wouldn't have let me go just now."

"What's more, you think I've decided to fall out with you, so how can I not have any trump cards in my hand?"