Return of the Medical Concubine: The reborn legitimate daughter goes crazy and kills!

"I don't know, I don't know anything, just kill me!"

Xu Xianglian shouted loudly.

She had always believed that she would die.

Who said she didn't hate him? If it weren't for the man in front of her, her Qian'er wouldn't have taken such a big risk to kill Yun Chaomu. It was all his fault, so now he couldn't get the one he loved, and he deserved it.

Xu Xianglian looked at Xiao Jue almost viciously.

"I'll help you."

Xiao Jue spoke in a sinister voice.

The sword in his hand was about to pierce her heart.

Xu Xianglian closed her eyes.

"stop!"

The next moment, Di Wuming shouted sternly, and the golden thread in his hand directly entangled Xiao Jue's sword, "Wait."

"Seventh brother, do you want to meddle in other people's business?"

Xiao Jue asked coldly, his blood-red eyes showing his extremely uneasy heart.

"Who you want to kill has nothing to do with me. This person will die sooner or later, but she must tell me the whereabouts of the summoning bell."

"What does the spirit-calling bell have to do with this king?"

Xiao Jue said coldly,

Di Wuming squinted at him, knowing that he was now like a trapped beast, and only killing people could quell the shocking regret in his heart.

He looked at Xiao Jue like this, pursing his lips tightly, thinking that if he knew the truth one day, it would probably cause a huge wave.

"Xu Xianglian deserves to die, but she shouldn't die so easily."

Di Wuming threw down these words, turned his wrist, and the golden thread flew out like a sharp blade, wrapping around Xu Xianglian's neck and tightening it.

Xu Xianglian's eyes suddenly turned red and bulged out. She opened her mouth and gasped for breath. Her vision went dark and she felt that she was going to die in the next moment. But when she thought she was about to die, the golden thread loosened. Before she could even take a deep breath of air, a sharp sword instantly cut her tendons.

"ah……."

A miserable scream was heard.

Emperor Wuming did not stop.

His face was calm, except for a fierce look deep in his eyes.

Xu Xianglian was the absolute mastermind of what happened four years ago. She planned it all. She hurt other people's children for the sake of her own daughter.

To Yun Chaomu, he has a puppet.

But he will never let the culprit go. He will settle accounts with him bit by bit, and in the end, he will tell Yun Chaomu the truth. If she wants to kill him or cut him into pieces, he will accept it.

brush!

Another sword strike severed the tendons of her other hand without mercy.

Xu Xianglian's face was covered in blood and tears, her hands hung on the ground, flipping around like a dying fish, with no manners at all.

"Tell me, where is Yun Qianqian? Where is the soul-calling bell?"

Di Wuming asked again. He was already certain that Yun Qianqian had hidden herself with the soul-calling bell. If this thing could not be found, it would be the biggest hidden danger. He didn't even know whether Yun Chaomu could wake up.

"no……"

Xu Xianglian was still struggling, and another sword stabbed her.

Each sword strike was extremely fierce, but it could not kill her. Xu Xianglian's screams became louder and louder. There were more than a dozen bloody holes on her body. The people watching frowned, and many monks closed their eyes.

"Amitabha, Your Majesty, why don't you give this female donor a quick death? Even if she has committed a great sin, this should be enough."

The abbot couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he put his hands together and tried to stop it.

Too cruel.

The ground of the temple had been stained red with blood, but the woman was still not dead. There was not a single healthy spot on her body, it was like a gourd of blood.

He felt pity in his heart because his fellow apprentice had died tragically. Now seeing the woman in such a state, he naturally couldn't help but beg for mercy.

"Do you think it's your turn to lecture me on what I did? Abbot, my people are still unconscious because of the soul-calling bell. If we can't find the soul-calling bell, or if anything happens to my people, there's no need for this Yuan'an Temple to exist. After all, the soul-calling bell left Yuan'an Temple. What do you think, Abbot?"

Di Wuming's sinister voice exploded in the abbot's heart.

He also knew about Prince You's reputation. He was not afraid of death, as life and death were beyond his control. But he still had so many disciples.

He sighed deeply.

Then, as if he had thought of something, he said in confusion, "Your Majesty, the soul-calling bell is only useful for people with unstable souls..."

"Abbot!"

Before the abbot could finish his words, Di Wuming interrupted him.

At this time, the subordinate came hurriedly, "Reporting to the prince, I found a secret passage in the ruined temple. I sent people in and chased them to a dense forest at the end. I found blood on the way. The person should have escaped through the secret passage."

Di Wuming's face suddenly became overcast.

At this time, another young monk said in a trembling voice, "Master, Uncle Yikong left a letter here, saying it was from you personally."

The abbot was stunned, and hurriedly took the bloodstained envelope. He opened it directly, and it was indeed an empty note. The letter wrote about the mistakes he made when saving people, and his regrets over the years. It also wrote about how he stole the temple's soul-calling bell in order to save the mother and daughter...

Write about the relationship between the legitimate daughter of the Meng family and the legitimate daughter of the Yun family.

That's it, that's it.

The abbot's breathing became heavier.

It turns out that there is such a shocking secret hidden in it.

Before he could react, a golden thread came from mid-air and swept the letter away. Di Wuming held the letter in his hand and read ten lines at a glance. He saw that it said that Meng Qingge should have been dead, but came back to life because of the soul of another person who had taken up residence in her.

The current legitimate daughter of the Meng family is actually the former legitimate daughter of the Yun family. She was born with a soul.

Sure enough!

Di Wuming pursed his lips tightly. The truth was just as he thought. There was also Xu Xianglian. It turned out that she knew this from Yikong.

Seeing Xiao Jue looking at him, he sneered the next moment, tore the letter in his hand to pieces, and then sneered, "It turns out that Concubine Yun is the child of you and the monk."

This one sentence completely tore off Xu Xianglian's fig leaf.

She spat out blood bubbles and shook her head.

But Di Wuming had already said what he wanted to say. He tore up the letter to prevent Xiao Jue from knowing the truth about Yun Chaomu's rebirth. Seeing the uproar on the floor, Di Wuming raised his chin and said, "Monks don't lie. The abbot has also read the letter. What's the point of you denying it? Xu Xianglian, you are really vicious. Your own daughter is not Yun Xiang's biological daughter, but you designed to kill his biological daughter. You really have a good plan."

Emperor Wuming said sarcastically.

Yun Hongzhi, who was thrown aside with his hands and feet tied, finally recovered from his shock.

He felt sorry for Xu Xianglian when he saw her being tortured by the sword, but at this moment he just wanted to kill this vicious woman, and then he really did it. He didn't know where he got the strength from, and he broke free from the restraints in an instant. The guards who were guarding him didn't stop him, and they all looked at him with pity.

Yun Hongzhi was simply crazy. He rushed towards Xu Xianglian, lay on top of her, and punched her again and again.

"You vicious woman, you vicious woman, I trusted you so much, but you are so vicious and deceived me. You even said that you were persecuted by the villains because you prayed for me. It turns out that you committed adultery with the monk!"