There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

He showed no emotional fluctuation whatsoever.

Only a brutal and mad savageness churned endlessly deep within his eyes.

Just by making eye contact with those eyes, Wei couldn't help but feel a sense of suffocation, as if she were prey being watched by a savage beast.

Even though she had great confidence in Yan Lingji, Wei couldn't help but feel worried at this moment:

Was that really ink?

Did Yan Ling Ji really not make a mistake in her judgment?

just in case……

There's no such thing as a "what if"!

At this moment, Yan Lingji had no hesitation or doubt whatsoever; she trusted her judgment.

That confidence came from spending so much time with Jiang Mo.

It's like bumping into a familiar figure on your way home. Even though you're far away, and you can't see their face or hear their voice, you can immediately recognize them just from their familiar walking posture.

Even though Jiang Mo had become unrecognizable, Yan Lingji could still recognize him at a glance.

So, having already risked her life to come for Jiang Mo, she didn't hesitate to rush towards the person she had been longing for.

No matter how ferocious the other party's face was, it couldn't stop her.

Even though the flames there were raging, it was still his home.

Such a decisive action was completely beyond Tianze's expectations.

Before he could recover from the severe injuries he had just suffered in his clash with Jiang Mo, Yan Lingji had already closed in on Jiang Mo with an air of no return.

It was too late to stop it.

This stupid woman, can't she see that guy has already become a monster?

Do you really expect a monster, who is nothing but madness and bestiality, to have any chivalrous spirit? Rushing in like that will only result in being torn to shreds.

Tianze couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

But it was definitely not a feeling of pity for Yan Lingji; it was more like the annoyance of a prey he was about to get suddenly struggling to break free and commit suicide.

When things are spiraling out of control, it's always frustrating.

The repeated occurrence of similar incidents is infuriating.

At first, Tianze couldn't understand why Jiang Mo was so crazy, risking his life to snatch the Eternal Bond Gu Worm from him, and then turning around and letting Yan Lingji leave at will, while he himself calmly and generously faced death.

What's the point?

Having finally figured out what these people meant by sacrifice and willingness, Tianze used Jiang Mo to set a trap in an attempt to recapture Yan Lingji.

He thought he understood what these guys were thinking.

Jiang Mo's current condition is enough to completely defeat Yan Lingji from the inside out, leaving her with no ability to resist.

But who would have thought things would develop like this?

Could she not sense the chaotic and violent aura emanating from Jiang Mo? Or could she not see his crazed and twisted, ferocious appearance?

madman!

They're a complete bunch of lunatics!!

Yan Lingji was unaware of Tianze's evaluation of her, nor did she care.

Perhaps she was truly born with the blessing of flames, for even after passing through this raging inferno, she remained completely untouched by the terrifying flames that threatened to burn the world.

Perhaps, those dark flames instinctively avoided her.

The blood-stained claws rose, pointing straight at the direction from which Yan Lingji was pouncing. Her face, already covered in scales, showed no trace of human emotion.

But Yan Lingji still neither dodged nor evaded.

She rushed into Jiang Mo's arms at top speed.

Her exquisite body, enveloped in the firelight, was reflected in those dark eyes, becoming the sole source of light.

"flame……?"

With a gurgling sound in his throat, a sound almost like a wild beast's roar came from Jiang Mo's mouth.

Like a long-dormant personality awakening, attempting to seize control of the body, a twisted struggle is revealed on the non-human face covered in scales.

"Go! Go quickly!"

Jiang Mo suddenly raised his hand and pressed down on the claws that had been raised towards Yan Lingji, roaring at her as if he were a madman. The breath he exhaled alone caused her hair to flutter and dance in the air.

"Since when did it become your place to give orders?!"

The indifferent and cold expression that had been on Yan Lingji's pretty face was suddenly replaced by a vicious look. With a reckless attitude, she slammed into Jiang Mo's arms and raised her hand to cup his distorted, inhuman face.

With a strength she didn't know she possessed, she forcefully pried open Jiang Mo's monstrous head, forcing him to look her in the eye.

"You're the underling, you should listen to me!"

All the regret, worry, and anger that had been building up over the past few days seemed to be released in that one sharp shout.

Yan Lingji, in an unreasonable manner, tilted her head back and kissed Jiang Mo's lips.

A burning heat emanated from his numb, cold lips, carrying a familiar warmth. Like the morning light falling on a sleeping person's face, it slightly awakened Jiang Mo's consciousness, which had been struggling in a daze.

He tried to push Yan Lingji away, but he couldn't overcome her brute force.

He wanted to embrace her, yet he was unwilling to touch her delicate body with his blood-stained beastly claws.

But Yan Lingji didn't care about any of that. She stretched out her soft, fragrant tongue and forcefully pried open Jiang Mo's mouth, which was covered in ferocious canine teeth. She didn't hesitate at all, even though her delicate lips were cut.

As the taste of blood filled my mouth, I felt a foreign object in my throat.

Jiang Mo realized something and instinctively tried to stop the other person, but he was no match for the soft, fragrant tongue that had been forcefully clinging to him.

Entangled, panting...

Even after Yan Lingji took the initiative to remove her blood-stained lips, Jiang Mo was still somewhat dazed.

"How touching! Well then, let's grant this wish to you two star-crossed lovers."

A cold voice interrupted the eye contact between Jiang Mo and Yan Lingji. Having witnessed the shocking scene of beauty and beast, Tianze's gaze grew even colder.

Especially after seeing that Jiang Mo seemed to have regained his senses,

This gave him another sense of unease, as if things were slipping out of his control.

Since his encounter with Jiang Mo and his group, similar situations have occurred one after another. Tianze simply cannot understand what's going on in the minds of these reckless lunatics.

It's okay if you don't understand.

It would be best to suppress them completely with absolute force.

Thus, his innate true energy poured out without reservation, and the snake-dragon shape surrounding him resembled a dragon coiled in the clouds, coldly looking down at Jiang Mo and the others.

The leader of the Hidden Witches stepped forward.

With each step, countless skeletons burst forth from the earth. The skeletal behemoth that the Peerless Ghost had to contend with with all its might was not unique.

Then, a thick cloud of poisonous fog swept in.

Accompanied by the soft rustling sound of countless snakes crawling across the ground.

Soaked in blood, Wei, facing the omnipresent enemy, suddenly smiled with relief on her exhausted face:

"Tsk, this is really a problem. There's no way to make a difference even if we try our hardest."

"They are the ones who should be fighting desperately."

Under Yan Lingji's disapproving glare, Jiang Mo finally reached out his beast-transformed hand and carefully wrapped it around her slender waist. Faced with Tian Ze's overwhelming presence, a mocking smile suddenly appeared on his scale-covered face.

As his voice fell, a series of deafening roars suddenly erupted.

In the normally deathly silent Nine Netherworld, countless heavy thuds suddenly resounded, as if countless ferocious beasts were charging madly towards them.

"You madman! Do you know what will happen if these ferocious beasts break free..."

"None of my business."

Faced with Tianze's stunned and hysterical roar, Jiang Mo only replied with four short and powerful words, his dark eyes surging with madness.

Chapter 89 Could it be that he has fallen in love?

Zilan Pavilion.

It was another sunny morning. Zi Nu, who had only taken a short nap, still couldn't let go of the things on her mind and sat up on the bed.

A languid and graceful figure was reflected in the light gauze curtains hanging by the bed.

No one can stay in a tense state forever. Even the most shrewd and capable career woman always needs to rest.

Sleeping is always the best way to relax your mind and body.

For Zi Nu, who had to manage all the affairs of Zi Lan Xuan, there wasn't much time to sleep during the day, so she cherished the time she spent in bed.

Bedding is also a very important item.

In order to ensure a comfortable sleep, Zi Nu would no longer wear that black bodysuit that looked like she was ready to go at any moment, but instead wear a light and breathable comfortable bathrobe.

In ancient times, when dyeing technology was not yet advanced, color was actually a very scarce attribute.

Therefore, commoners always wore plain clothes and hemp robes, with nothing but gray hues to adorn their garments. Only the wealthy and noble wore brightly colored and colorful clothes.

Among the many colors, purple is particularly rare.

Compared to gold, which often gives off a nouveau riche vibe, purple, which exudes elegance and mystery, is often more favored by royalty and nobility.

It can definitely be described as a color of wealth and nobility.

As for Zi Nu, regardless of whether the name comes from her natural hair color, her fondness for purple has never been hidden.

The light gauze nightgown she's wearing now is naturally also in a pale purple hue.

The inherently elegant and mysterious purple, when paired with the finest silk fabric, reveals a dreamlike quality in its light and delicate texture.

And beneath that robe, a fair body was faintly visible.

This makes Zi Nu seem like a mysterious woman whose beauty can only be glimpsed in dreams.