The Demon Concubine of God

Chapter 412: A Handy Knife

Yuchi Lian looked seriously at the ordinary mortal in front of her. She was sure that he was not a cultivator, and had no divine power, spiritual power, or even magic power.

She transformed a whip into something, thought for a moment, and was afraid that a few lashes wouldn't kill the person, so she retracted the whip, and then...

His five fingers formed into claws and quickly and nimbly grabbed towards his heart.

She just didn't believe that this mortal could still survive after taking out his heart...

But when her subtle divine hand touched the heart, she was stunned!

Her face changed drastically!

"Impossible! Impossible! How is this possible?"

She couldn't believe it.

This mortal actually has a heart of a god. It's an extremely familiar feeling.

"Half a pill?"

Yuchi Lian was stunned again!

"It's actually my master's heart. How could this half of his heart end up in your hands?"

Yuchi Lian's originally questioning expression suddenly turned cold and resentful.

Yuchi Lian grabbed Shen Wen's jaw and said through gritted teeth: "Do you think I can't kill you like this? You are just a pitiful ant."

When she let go of his hand, Shen Wen was suddenly able to move.

Unexpectedly, he lost weight and fell to the ground as soon as he moved. Before he could get up, he was kicked by Yuchi Lian and hit the wall hard. His internal organs were almost dislocated and blood gushed out of his mouth due to the pain.

For some reason, the night tonight felt so long. Yuchi Lian held the whip in his hand and looked at him cruelly with an evil smile...

The whip with leaps on it lashed at Shen Wen again and again, until Yuchi Lian had had enough and was tired...

When the night passed and the morning came, the quiet courtyard was as if nothing had ever happened. When Ji Ziyin's servant Jindou brought the servants into the house to serve, the room was tidy and clean everywhere, but there was no trace of his own master and that Master Shen Shiqi.

The servant asked Jindou in confusion what was going on, but Jindou didn't care. He naturally knew that his young master wanted to relive the past last night, and it was probably too late to undo what had been done. He said, "It must be that the eldest young master didn't sleep at Young Master Shen Shiqi's place last night. Let's go to the eldest young master's room and take a look."

So they withdrew from the room and went somewhere else.

Yuchi Lian took the half-dead Shen Wen to a wasteland not far away. She pointed at Shen Wen, who was like mud on the ground, and laughed wildly, "I didn't expect that I couldn't kill you!"

Because every time she tries to succeed, she will suffer backlash and she will have to bear all the pain of this ant.

Yuchi Lian was unwilling, but in order to alleviate the pain of the whipping that she felt herself to suffer, she could only silently take out medicine from her sleeve to heal Shen Wen.

After cleaning the wounds on his body, Yuchi Lian poured out a few pills from another porcelain bottle, pinched his mouth hard and slowly fed them to him.

As soon as he fed him, Yuchi Lian's face turned fierce, and he stared at him with poisonous eyes and asked: "How did you steal half of my master's heart? Tell me!"

Her iron-like hands pinched Shen Wen's cheeks so hard that it hurt. The fishy and sweet blood that welled up in his mouth was sprayed over her head and face.

Shen Wen's cheek was released. He looked up at Yuchi Lian, who was furious and on the verge of exploding. He felt happy for some unknown reason. He smiled and said, "Come and kill me if you can? But what if you can't kill me? Haha..."

Yuchi Lian was indeed an old immortal who had lived for two hundred years. Even though she was provoked like this, she still retained a trace of rationality. She suppressed her impulse, gently waved her wide sleeves, and moved Shen Wen away on the spot.

Yuchi Lian's eyes turned, and the best plan for now was to take care of Gu Chuyanqiu first.

Although it is not a good time to dominate the world, there will be no problem in taking down the Da Jue Dynasty first and then taking control of a small Da Jue country.

"It just so happens that this small country of Dajue wants to try out Chu Yanqiu's handy knife."

Yuchi Lian's figure flashed and disappeared on the spot, and in just a moment he arrived above Duke Ji's mansion.

At that time, Chu Yanqiu, who had been sent back to his own courtyard, had just woken up from a coma. All the masters and servants of the family were surrounding the bed looking at him, as well as Master Ji and his wife from the main house.

Chu Yanqiu woke up as if nothing had happened. Instead, he was annoyed by his family members who were all talking and asking about his health. He sat down beside the bed and said, "What happened to you? I just slept for a while. What's the big deal? Well, if there's nothing else, everyone can go home. Although I'm late for court today, I can't not go. I'll ask everyone to change clothes and go out now."

Everyone was silent. When Chu Yanqiu urged them to leave again, they looked at each other and then dispersed.

Only Second Madam Ji was left standing by, ordering the servants to hurriedly change her son into court robes.

The second master Ji, who was standing outside the door, saw the servant and the court doctor rushing over, and then he said, "Luckily you came in time, come! Come with me in and take a look at my son."

Several people entered the house, but his bastard son didn't even wait for him to open his mouth to show his concern, and hurriedly ran around him and went to court.

Master Ji and his wife, as well as the court doctor, who followed him out, were never caught up.

Second Madam Ji could only comfort herself, "It's okay, it's good that he's back. I'll wait until he's done with the court and then check on him to see what's wrong with him. From the looks of him, his injuries have healed, and he doesn't look sick anymore."

Master Ji Er grabbed his wife's hand and nodded, "This is the only way."

When he stepped into the court again, it was the same as before. The one sitting on the throne was still the eccentric little emperor, and the court officials were scheming against each other. However, Lord Shen was even more arrogant than before. It was said that during the days he was away, Lord Shen's family was once again valued by the little emperor. Not only was their power greater than before, but the little emperor also gave half of the military power of the imperial city to the Shen family. Looking at the court, Shen's followers actually accounted for the majority, and Lord Shen almost had the final say.

On the other hand, the people in Duke Ji's mansion, from his cousins who were minor officials of the fifth or sixth rank to him, a senior official of the third rank, were constrained everywhere in the court, and almost every word they said was attacked and criticized. Even his uncle, the head of the family, the Duke, who was at home on sick leave, was in trouble. The young emperor appeared to care about his family, but every word he said was biased towards the Shen family's followers, which was really worrying and infuriating.

The morning court was filled with chaos. No one had expected that Shen's followers, who had seized the military power, would have the final say. Many honest and upright officials secretly resented the young emperor who was on the throne and almost called him a tyrant.

As soon as the morning court was over, everyone dispersed. Chu Yanqiu did not delay either. He sat in his own sedan chair and walked slowly on the official road. The sedan bearers all knew that this master liked to think about things while sitting in the sedan chair. If there was nothing important, he would just stroll along this long road leisurely.

In this busy world, people are rushing back and forth, and no one has noticed that there is a well-hidden goddess in the sky, watching them.

The handsome man in the sedan chair, who was originally deep in thought, seemed to be dazzled by a strange light, and he fell into a deep sleep.

After a brief pause, the adult was awakened by the strange light again.

The moment Lord Chu opened his eyes, he suddenly stopped Jiaozi and called his personal guard Chihe several times.

Through the curtain of the sedan chair, he asked Chi He, "Hasn't that woman been seen for a long time? Didn't I ask you to send someone to look for her?"

Chihe was absent-minded for a moment.

He then remembered that before he went to court, his son had said to him while standing at the palace gate: "Wasn't that woman in the room yesterday? Send someone to find out who took her away."

Chi He was distracted for a moment. He really didn't remember that there was such a woman by his son's side, so he asked, "Woman...woman? Which woman are you talking about?"

Chu Yanqiu was walking towards the palace gate when he turned around and asked, "Shen? What's Shen? Shen Wen!"

Looking at the back of his young master as he turned and left, Chi He was unable to come back to his senses for a long time. In the past, every time the young master mentioned his sweetheart, Young Master Shen Shiqi, his eyes were full of tenderness. How come he came back inexplicably this time, and the tenderness and spring in his eyes were no longer seen?

Chi He stared blankly at his master's cold face in the curtain of the sedan chair, and asked tentatively: "Why did you call him a woman today? He is the Seventeenth Master Shen of the Shen Marquis's Mansion. Did you forget something?"

Chu Yanqiu was thinking about something else. He frowned and waved his hands, saying, "It's not important. He's just a demon who can help me detoxify. Just send someone back to the mansion to check if he is staying in my room. If not..."

The last three words were spoken with gnashing teeth, which is the expression of a person who has made up his mind to be angry.

Chi He knew very well whether Shen Wen was in Duke Ji's mansion, but his master insisted on sending someone back to confirm, so he turned around and immediately sent someone to go there at full speed.

After an incense stick of time, the messenger came back quickly.

Chi He then told his master that there was really no such person as Shen Wen.

Chu Yanqiu asked someone to put down the sedan chair. The lingering image in his eyes and mind completely occupied his body and mind.

In the bedroom with bright yellow glazed tiles, the woman lay in the arms of the little emperor, the two of them were entangled and lingering...

And I saw it all so clearly.

"Okay! Very good! You know that she is the antidote that I cannot live without, yet you come to snatch it from me! Since you trample my dignity under your feet, I don't have to be loyal to you!"

Chi He heard every word of Chu Yanqiu's words. The fear that flashed across his eyes could not be concealed at all, and he swallowed silently.

Has it finally come to this?

Seeing Chu Yanqiu walk out of the sedan chair and seeing his determined look, Chi He couldn't help himself after all, and he grabbed his master and advised: "Master, don't do this! Even if you have magical powers, you can't beat four hands with one fist, not to mention the entire imperial palace's imperial guards."

Chu Yanqiu smiled contemptuously after hearing this and said, "That little emperor is incompetent, don't you have your head clear? My disciples of the Hundred Immortal Sects are all over the world. You said that his imperial guards have a lot of troops, how many of them are not related to my sect?"

Chihe was stunned again!

How could he forget? The immortal ancestor behind his master, in order to support him in dominating the world, must have already taken control of all the countries in the world. After all, he had been planning for more than 200 years.

Chihe quickly let go of his master's hand and said, "It's up to you, Master..."