Rebirth: The Two-Faced Cook Meets the Cold-Faced King Qin

Gu Peng and his group had just put Yueyingsha away. They had no time to rest and were worried about the villagers of Lingxi Village.

Gu Peng took the lead, his expression solemn and full of determination. Behind him, Ye Hanxing, Ye Wuhen, Gu Yuan and Hong Yue were also in high spirits. ☆

They rode non-stop to Lingxi Village. The sound of horse hooves echoed in the silent night, like the rapid beat of a drum, beating on everyone's heart☆

In the direction of Lingxi Village, it seemed as if countless pairs of expectant eyes were watching them, waiting for their arrival☆

Along the way, they encountered countless hardships. However, whenever there were difficulties, Gu Peng would stand up and lead everyone to overcome them together☆

His figure appeared taller and taller in the moonlight, like an unshakable mountain, giving people endless security and trust☆

Finally, in the light of dawn, they arrived at Lingxi Village. Although the village was shrouded in darkness, the light and hope brought by Gu Peng and his team were like the morning light of dawn, warm and bright☆

They quickly launched a rescue operation and rescued the trapped villagers one by one☆

Seeing the villagers regain their freedom, Gu Peng and their faces showed relieved smiles☆

In the depths of Yaolin Pavilion, Concubine Yao was leaning on a soft couch, her pale fingers tightly grasping a grape, her eyes revealing a morbid obsession☆

She bit the grapes gently, and the sweet juice seemed to turn into bitterness in her mouth, and it seemed like there was an inexplicable stimulant that made her originally gloomy mood even more agitated☆

When the news came, "That girl is dead, and all the villagers of Lingxi Village have been rescued", Yaopin's heart was in turmoil, but there was no expression on her face. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of cold light in her eyes, as if it could penetrate people's hearts☆

She bit her lower lip gently, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, outlining a strange and mysterious arc. That smile made people shudder, as if hiding endless conspiracies and calculations. At this moment, Yaopin was like a poppy flower blooming in the dark, beautiful and deadly☆

"Save them all!" There was an indescribable frenzy in Concubine Yao's voice. She suddenly stood up and picked up the knife from the fruit plate. She staggered towards the palace maids in the center of the hall.

A palace maid felt the cold and crazy gaze from Concubine Yao, and her body began to tremble involuntarily. She wanted to escape, but she knew that in front of this crazy Concubine Yao, running away would only put her in a deeper desperate situation☆

Yaopin walked forward slowly, with endless pressure and murderous intent in every step. Her eyes were like burning flames, staring at the palace maid in front of her☆

As the distance got closer, the smile on Yaopin's face became more distorted and terrifying. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a creepy smile. This smile seemed to come from the depths of hell, full of malice and curses☆

The maid felt the powerful aura emanating from Concubine Yao and could not help but step back in fear. Her face turned pale as paper and her body began to tremble uncontrollably☆

However, Yaopin did not stop and continued to press forward. Her steps were light and strange, as if she was dancing a dance of death☆

The maid's heartbeat became faster and faster, and her breathing became more rapid. She wanted to run away, but her legs seemed to be nailed down and she couldn't move. Seeing that Concubine Yao was about to walk in front of her, the maid finally couldn't help but scream...☆

She stretched out her hand, grabbed the maid's throat, and lifted her up. The maid struggled, but could not break free from Yaopin's iron-like fingers.

"Ah!" Concubine Yao screamed and threw the maid in her hand to the side. The maid hit the pillar hard and then collapsed to the ground, groaning in pain☆

However, Yaopin seemed not to hear her wailing, and was just immersed in her own world☆

Yaopin hummed a little tune and turned to walk towards another palace maid. The palace maid that Yaopin had stared at was so frightened that her face turned pale and she collapsed to the ground☆

Yaopin bent down and gently held the maid's hand, the knife in her hand moving between her fingers☆

"Ah!!!" A horrible scream resounded throughout the palace, as if it was going to break through the clouds and reach the sky. The maid's scream was like an extremely sharp sword, piercing the silent night sky, making everyone who heard the sound shudder.

Yaopin cut off her first finger with a knife without any expression☆

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, like blood flowers blooming in the air. The blood splashed on Yaopin's face, which was already as pale as snow, making her look even more hideous and terrifying.

However, what was unexpected was that there was a twisted and perverted sense of satisfaction flashing in Yaopin's eyes☆

"Hum, hum, hum..." Yaopin hummed a strange little tune softly. The tune was melodious and graceful, but it was full of weirdness and horror, which made people feel cold after listening to it☆

She seemed to be completely immersed in her own world, oblivious to everything in the outside world. Neither the painful struggles of the palace maids nor the terrified screams of the maids around her could disrupt her thoughts☆

The knife in Yaopin's hand fell mercilessly again, and another finger was cut off. The maid was almost fainted from the pain, but Yaopin had no intention of stopping☆

She was still humming that weird little tune, waving the knife in the air, and every time she swung the knife, she would accurately cut off a finger, as if this was a carefully choreographed dance performance☆

As time went by, the maid's hands had become bloody and her originally slender and beautiful fingers were now only bare palms☆

Yaopin seemed very satisfied with this scene, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on her face. ☆

The maids around were already scared out of their wits, but no one dared to stop the crazy concubine. They could only watch this bloody carnival continue☆

Yaopin finally stopped the knife in her hand and looked at her "masterpiece" with satisfaction. She gently wiped the blood off her face and a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth☆

In Yaolin Pavilion, her madness and morbidity have reached their peak, and no one can stop her from going deeper into destruction☆

And that maid was just a small victim in her crazy journey☆

"Hahaha!" Concubine Yao laughed wildly. Looking at the palace maid struggling in pain on the ground, she felt an unprecedented pleasure☆

This feeling of being able to manipulate others and vent her emotions at will drove her deeper into madness.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly flashed past Yaolin Pavilion, like a ghost in the dark night, silently☆

Yaopin had sharp eyes, and she caught a glimpse of the dark shadow looming in the night. This dark shadow appeared silently, as if carrying an indescribable weirdness and ominousness☆

Immediately, Concubine Yao ordered the servants in a deep voice: "Everyone, go down, there is nothing for you to do here." Although her voice was calm, it revealed an unquestionable majesty☆

The servants looked at each other, and although they were full of doubts, they did not dare to ask more questions. They all nodded their heads and then retreated quickly and orderly.

As the servants left, the palace, which was originally brightly lit, gradually became submerged in darkness☆

Only Yaopin was left alone, and the blood-stained ground, like twisted rivers, looked particularly shocking under the dim light☆

Yaopin's eyes once again turned to the dark shadow. She bowed respectfully, her posture revealing deep awe and humility. She asked softly and devoutly, "Lord Ming, what do you want me to do this time?" Her voice echoed in the empty palace, with a barely perceptible tremor☆

The Lord of Hell looked at her with his eyes slanting, his gaze flickering with a cold light. His gaze slowly turned to the mottled bloodstains, a trace of disdain and ridicule on his face☆

She said coldly: "Why, are you losing your temper again?" Her voice was low and majestic, as if it had an irresistible power☆

Yaopin's heart trembled. She knew that all her actions could not escape the eyes of the Lord of Hell. She bit her lower lip tightly and dared not make any excuses.

Lord Ming continued coldly, "These servants and maids who follow you are so unlucky." Her words were full of sarcasm and contempt, which made Concubine Yao feel ashamed and embarrassed.

She knew very well that her temper had caused a lot of trouble to the people around her, but at this moment in front of the Lord of Hell, she could only silently bear his blame☆

The Lord of Hell descended this time with an extraordinary aura. He was dressed in a dark robe, almost blending into the darkness in the night, only his eyes flashed with a deep light, as if they could see through all appearances and reach people's hearts☆

The purpose of her trip was obviously not for Concubine Yao's perverted hobbies. The two brothers, Gu Peng and Gu Yuan, seemed to be too arrogant recently. The Lord of Hell came in person this time to "add some spice" to them, so that they would understand that they should always be in awe of the Netherworld Gate☆

The corner of Mingjun's mouth curled up into a meaningful smile, "Feng Lingxue, although you died that year, I didn't expect that you still have a sister left in the world."☆

Yaopin, you leaned over and whispered, "Yaopin, you are not allowed to touch her." The tone of the Lord of Hell revealed a rare gentleness and protection, "Take good care of her, she will be of great use to me."☆

Yaopin leaned forward and replied, "Yes, Yaopin understands." She sent the Lord of Hell off respectfully. ☆

The figure of the Hades gradually disappeared into the night, leaving behind only the unfathomable darkness.