"Anyone who bullies my mother will be cut in half by an axe, even if they are thousands of miles apart!"
Chu Yue's fingers holding the sharp dagger dripped with blood, and she stared at the man close at hand fiercely.
"Let Mu Sheng live a good life for me. One day I will hold her head and drink a glass of wine in memory of my mother at the top of the martial arts."
Chu Yue slowly let go of her bloody hand and put down the bone-crushing hatchet, "You can't kill me, get out."
The man froze in place, motionless, and there was a turbulent wave deep in his eyes.
Chu Yue turned around and walked step by step to the ruins.
The man pursed his thin lips tightly, unable to calm down in his chest for a long time.
He has never seen such a flesh-and-blood woman, like a sealed evil sword!
"The person who hurt your mother can't even shake the foundation of Mu Mansion in Beizhou. With your abilities today and your background in Chaimen, how much can you shake?"
The man said again.
Chu Yue said nothing, she pieced together the sculpture numbly.
She has always been an out-and-out disaster, but she was willing to be a good person only because of Mu Qinghuang.
But she is filled with hatred, and can only give up by killing all the evildoers in the world!
"Are you really not afraid of death?"
The man muttered quietly behind Chu Yue.
"What's the fear of death?" Chu Yue looked back at him.
"Knowing that it is a dead end and still rushing forward without hesitation is the act of a fool." The man was like a monk chanting sutras.
"If only one person can survive in the game of life and death, how do you know that that person is not me?" Chu Yue put together another piece.
"boom!"
After only a small part of the sculpture was put together, it collapsed.
Chu Yue looked down and touched the fragments with her blood-stained hands.
The man opened his mouth but found that he could not speak.
He shook his head and sighed a few times.
"Sooner or later, you will die because of your ignorance."
While Chu Yue continued to piece it together, the man left without a trace.
Chu Yue pieced together and collapsed the huge courtyard alone, repeating the process many times.
Leng Qingshuang and others came several times and did not dare to disturb him. They could only watch the slender figure from a distance, squatting among the broken sculptures on the ground.
Because of the sculpture, the dinner party hosted by the palace was also cancelled.
At midnight, Chu Yue once again looked at the pieces that had fallen to the ground after being pieced together, and sat on the ground in a daze.
"Xuanyuan Xiu, I seem to have failed to protect my mother." Chu Yue said calmly.
"It's okay, little Ye Zi. We just made 1.3 billion in Yaochi Palace. We can rebuild the statue of Zhenbei Hou. As long as you are willing, we can build one in every city." Xuanyuan Xiu said worriedly.
"Stop torturing yourself."
Rag said: "You have done a good job."
Chu Yue lowered her head, holding a pile of broken stones from the sculpture, closed her eyes, and gently pressed her face against the stones.
She wanted to feel her mother's curves, but her skin only felt cold.
After being silent for a long time, Chu Yue opened her bright and shining eyes again. They were no longer helpless and decadent, but as sharp as swords!
"Mu——Sheng——"
Chu Yue murmured the name in a low voice, the smell of blood seemed to fill her lips and teeth, and the murderous aura in her eyes became even stronger!
According to the time of Mu Sheng's punishment, and with Mu Sheng's temperament, he should appear at the next Dragon Slaying Banquet.
And thanks to Baili Mingyan, she also received an invitation to the Dragon Slaying Banquet!
When they meet again, at the dragon-slaying banquet, the old and new accounts are settled together, and she wants Mu Sheng to pay with his blood!
Chu Yue breathed out lightly, stood up from the stones, went to the warm bath in the Marquis Mansion to wash herself clean, and then returned to the quiet and fragrant house to rest.
Opening the door, I vaguely heard familiar and steady breathing.
Xiaobao was sleeping on the bed, with moonlight streaming in through the window lattice, and the down on his face was clear and cute.
When sleeping, her little hands are still holding a corner of the brocade quilt, and her little mouth opens and closes with her breathing.
Xiaobao didn't know about the collapse of the sculpture.
Chu Yue felt a lot more at ease, walked over quietly, opened the brocade quilt and slept on the bed.
"Hmm~Mother."
Xiaobao mumbled softly, turned over, and got into Chu Yue's arms for a nuzzle.
"The baby will always protect his mother."
It was as if he was talking in his sleep, and after speaking he fell into a deep sleep.
The corners of Chu Yue's eyes were a little gentle, like the evening breeze in early spring.
She gently held Xiaobao's soft hand and whispered: "Mother will also protect the baby."
In the quiet courtyard outside the house, the man left and returned, then returned to the courtyard.
He looked at the countless stones, shook his head, and murmured softly: "Damn it, I must have gone crazy."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the man squatting down, picking up the stones and slowly piecing them together.
"I'm really sick. I smashed it myself, and in the end I have to work hard on my own! Anyway, if I smash it, the task is considered completed."
All night long, the man was busy, cursing and chanting, "I'm so annoyed by this. How can a little girl be so stubborn? She's not cute at all."