The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 406 The Death of Xie Zhenming

Xie Zhenming was indeed questioning his life. How did he suddenly become like this? Just a few days ago, he was the Marquis of Zhenbei, who held military authority and shook the border. Now, he was a prisoner wearing only a thin undergarment, shivering from the cold.

He is dead!

Even without Lang Zhengfan's involvement, his intention to assassinate the king alone would have sealed his fate.

Those who commit regicide shall have their entire family executed!
Heaven can bear witness, that was not his intention at all. He wasn't that stupid, but in that instant, he suddenly felt resentful and then exploded, forcing out the protective Gu.

At that time, he was not the real him at all. Just like he said, how could he possibly speak his mind, especially in front of the king and the court officials? Was he crazy?

But what about the facts?

His body and his mouth were completely out of his control, which led to a fatal disaster.

Xie Zhenming pondered for a long time why this was the case. The answer that finally took shape in his mind was the girl holding the white cat. Her mocking and indifferent smile was still very clear. She said, "Some debts should be settled!"
Now, she has materialized again, standing silently outside the fence, coldly watching him, like a ghost. Behind her is a vast expanse of ominous black mist, so thick it cannot be dispersed, roaring and surging toward him in a ferocious manner.

Xie Zhenming made a hoarse sound as he stared intently at the girl. He looked around, but in the deathly silent town prison, there was no other sound except for his own heavy breathing and the pounding of his heart.

Tick ​​tock.

He watched as the black mist transformed into a viscous sea of ​​blood, carrying a nauseating stench of blood and a putrid, musty smell, which assaulted him.

"Ah, get out of here!" Xie Zhenming roared angrily, but his roar was like that of an old beast that could no longer fight, without any deterrent power.

Lang Jiuchuan slightly raised his delicate chin, looked at Xie Zhenming's frightened expression, and smiled. He formed a hand seal with his hands, flicked his fingertips, and the Daoist incantation transformed into countless twisted and strange runes that blasted towards him.

She also knows some unorthodox and wicked techniques; it's just a matter of who she wants to use them on and how she wants to use them.

Xie Zhenming uses Gu to harm people, so let him experience what it's like to be under the influence of evil magic. Nightmare magic is a minor matter.

As the runes flashed, Xie Zhenming's pupils shrank, and a bone-chilling coldness shot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, colder than the icy prison.

Since he had used Gu to harm people and had come into contact with Gu masters such as spirit witches, he naturally knew the power of Xuanmen numerology. Everything strange before his eyes was the method of those sorcerers and magicians, their evil arts.

"Heh heh, you witch who only knows how to use demons and monsters!" Xie Zhenming was both shocked and terrified, wishing he could rush out of the prison and tear Lang Jiuchuan to pieces.

He no longer cultivates or knows any Taoist arts, but he has planted Gu poison before, knows about Yin Qi and evil Qi, and has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, so he has a beast-like intuition for danger.

These runes looked extremely ominous and ferocious, and would surely devour him completely.

Sure enough, the demoness merely moved her lips and chanted something. The runes twisted and churned, mingling with the thick blood mist and transforming into giant, dark red pythons that spit out barbed tongues and lunged at him, intending to strangle him.

"Ah!" Xie Zhenming let out a shrill scream that echoed throughout the silent prison.

In other words, the Supervisory Commission had only been established for a short time, and the town prison hadn't imprisoned many people. Otherwise, just that one sound would have sent chills down the spines of countless people.

In Lang Jiuchuan's eyes, Xie Zhenming's body was contorted in a bizarre posture, his face turning purple, as if he were being coiled around by several giant pythons, his eyes bulging out of their sockets, blood oozing from them. As for Xie Zhenming, he only felt the cold, giant pythons tightly binding him, making it difficult to breathe, but even more painful was his soul. He felt countless needles piercing his brain, violently tearing and biting his soul, yet he couldn't even cry out in pain, only letting out low, struggling growls like a wild beast.

It hurts, it hurts!

Xie Zhenming was bleeding from all seven orifices. His heart felt as if it were being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand. He could even feel his meridians breaking inch by inch, his blood flowing backward, and his internal organs shifting. He was in unbearable pain.

So this is what it feels like to be worse than dead and to be filled with despair!
He strained to look at Lang Jiuchuan, who stood there motionless, watching him struggle in his death throes. Was this her revenge, the hatred for killing her father?
"Kill me!" Xie Zhenming's mouth opened and closed as he screamed wildly in his mind, his vision blurring and his consciousness fading.

almost.

Lang Jiuchuan abruptly withdrew his power, and the prison returned to its original state. However, Xie Zhenming lay on the dry grass like a dead fish, his body convulsing and vomiting blood.

He won't live long!
Xie Zhenming struggled to lift his head, his vision blurred, yet he could still make out the girl. She looked down at him with disdain, like a goddess, trampling his dignity underfoot and forcing him to atone for his sins and regret them.

He regretted it, regretting that he hadn't nipped the problem in the bud!
A hint of resentment flashed in Xie Zhenming's eyes. He shouldn't have been so careless, naively thinking that the Heart-Eating Gu would go unnoticed. He should have hardened his heart and crushed the Kaiping Marquis's mansion as well, so that none of this would have happened today!

He really hates it!
Lang Jiuchuan saw the resentment in his eyes, his gaze was cold, and he was unrepentant!

She was about to make a move when Gong Qi appeared at the right moment and advised, "If you die by my hand, the Censorate will be in trouble. Shouldn't I handle this officially?"

Lang Jiuchuan snorted coldly, changed his technique, and struck Xie Zhenming. It was a backlash technique; Xie Zhenming had a Gu poison on him, so he would suffer the backlash from his own protective Gu poison.

The protective Gu had been lying dormant due to the backlash it suffered from attacking the emperor in court, but now, forced by Lang Jiuchuan, it indeed began to riot, frantically surging through his meridians.

Xie Zhenming rolled on the ground screaming in agony as the protective Gu worm gnawed at his meridians, desperately searching for an exit. In his panic, it instinctively began to devour its host's essence and power.

This is the real backlash.

Boundless fear and despair surged like waves, engulfing Xie Zhenming until he quickly lost consciousness.

Lang Jiuchuan looked at Gong Qi: "It has nothing to do with me. He was attacked by the Gu worms inside his body!"

Gong Qi's face twitched. He went in, checked Xie Zhenming's breathing, and said, "He's dying."

As soon as he finished speaking, the protective Gu flew out of his nostrils, which he quickly caught and put into a jade bottle. Xie Zhenming, on the other hand, completely lost his life.

A wisp of soul drifted out of his body, somewhat bewildered. Upon seeing Lang Jiuchuan, he was filled with resentment and lunged at Lang Jiuchuan: "I'll kill you!"

Lang Jiuchuan summoned the Little Nine Towers, hooked his soul into them, and placed it in the Soul Devouring Array. He casually said, "If you don't want to be reincarnated, then let your soul be scattered."

One of the ghost messengers peeked out, but upon seeing this, he withdrew again. Oh dear, he was too late; the ghost had already escaped!

(End of this chapter)