Even without cheats, we must survive the apocalypse

In other words, Xia Jiuxie no longer has any chance.

"Hehe, Your Highness the Ninth Prince's decision is quite courageous, but can you withstand my power?"

As the evil energy entered her body, Huang Yanyao's face turned as pale as a candle in the wind. The pain had begun to spread. The power of the evil insect after it exploded was just like Xia Jiuxie himself, wild and difficult to control. However, Huang Yanyao seemed not to feel it. She looked at "Feng Ling" coldly and squeezed out the last bit of true energy in her dantian.

It’s not that she didn’t want to fight back against Xia Jiuxie verbally, but she didn’t dare to open her mouth at all, because if she opened her mouth, she might not be able to bear the tearing pain and scream out.

Absorbing the power of others and turning it into your own needs to be done step by step, but Huang Yanyao has no chance to boil the frog in warm water now, because as soon as this power enters her body, it will start to tear her flesh and blood meridians everywhere, and gentle refining will not have any effect.

She needs drastic measures.

So now she was in so much pain that she was afraid that she would bite her back teeth to pieces. Her whole body was wet and cold sweat was pouring down like a spring. She didn't need to lower her head to know that there must be a large puddle of water under her feet.

But Huang Yanyao would not show any weakness in front of Xia Jiuxie.

"Well, let me taste the pain that accompanies me day and night."

"Feng Ling" sneered. He had experienced this kind of pain himself and knew how terrible it was. But today, watching Huang Yanyao suffer made him very happy.

Huang Yanyao endured it and said nothing, but her gradually cloudy and blurred eyes were filled with resentment and hatred. She stared at those eyes closely, and the madness and hatred that burst out went straight into Xia Jiuxie's heart. If looks could kill, then they would be enough to burn him to ashes.

The footsteps behind him came closer and closer, heavy and rapid. Before they got close, the gilded murderous intent condensing around his body could even crush the bloody air.

Lu Mu quickly climbed up to Fengluan Terrace.

He dealt with the three puppets that blocked his way. Although he consumed a lot of energy, he finally arrived.

His eyes swept across Fengluantai and he saw that Huang Yanyao was covered in blood, her cheeks were pale, and she looked like she had just been pulled out of the water. She was trying her best, but Feng Ling was unable to move under her strength.

However, Huang Yanyao seems to be the one who is more miserable.

Finally, the last trace of evil spirit was drawn out of Feng Ling's body, and it seemed that Xia Jiuxie's evil smile also disappeared into the night sky. Huang Yanyao staggered and fell to the ground.

The demonic lines on Feng Ling's body had disappeared without a trace, and this palace lady who had experienced so much pain also fainted at this moment.

Lu Mu hurriedly stepped forward and helped Huang Yanyao up.

"you……"

Huang Yanyao turned her head with difficulty and looked at Lu Mu. That handsome face seemed so unfamiliar at this moment. She was speechless. Her throat was so hoarse that she couldn't utter a single word. All that came out of her cherry-like mouth was sobbing with a tearful tone.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Lu Mu comforted her while putting his hand on her wrist to check on her condition.

Huang Yanyao shook her head, her eyes blurred with tears. She reached out and grabbed Lu Mu's sleeve. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she was about to cry.

"You sucked the... out of her body?"

Lu Mu's true energy penetrated into Huang Yanyao's body, but was entangled by more violent and disordered demonic energy. In an instant, he understood what Huang Yanyao had done.

In the plot, Huang Yanyao didn't practice much, but every time she met the "protagonist", her strength was improved to a higher level. She relied on the primordial power of the Taotie spirit, swallowing other powers and then refining them for her own use.

But consuming the evil energy of the evil cultivator could also cost her her life.

I don't know what kind of evil method was used to cultivate this magic poison. It may have been mixed with a lot of extremely poisonous substances. Look at the people who were infected with the poison, don't they all have a bad end?

The toxins accumulated in her internal organs could be slowly dissolved by the primordial true energy, and would eventually help her to improve her cultivation. But before that, it might torture Huang Yanyao to death.

"I can't help it...I have to save her."

Huang Yanyao's words were a little unclear, but just looking at her furrowed brows and eyes that looked like they were in pain and wanted to cry, one could tell that she was definitely feeling very uncomfortable.

Lu Mu withdrew his hand and sighed, "This is not a wise approach."

"You might get yourself killed."

His fingers stroked the back of her icy hand.

"...You'd think of killing her, right?"

Huang Yanyao murmured.

"She is a subject and you are the king, but you want the king to die for the subject? Not to mention whether she can wake up, even if she wakes up... do you think Feng Ling will be happy about it?"

In fact, she guessed Lu Mu's plan very well. Maybe it was because they had been together for some time. Even though they didn't talk much about gossip on a normal day, they always had important things to do when they spoke. But she could still figure out the character of this Shura Saint.

He just wanted to kill Feng Ling.

Although Feng Ling's transformation into a demon was not serious, and she was not as hopeless as the Shu sisters and had to be killed, Lu Mu still chose to get rid of Feng Ling for this very reason.

There is no other reason, it’s just because Huang Yanyao is the backbone, not just a female official in the palace.

If Feng Ling dies, she can be replaced. But if Huang Yanyao dies, there will be no one to succeed her.

And now, the ruler of the thousands of miles of territory within the three cities is suffering from the pain of the demonic energy corroding her body, torturing her to the point of being extremely weak. She looks helpless and fragile, like brittle jade that will break at the slightest touch.

The plot can be changed. Lu Mu has changed the original story more than once. Huang Yanyao may not die here, but we can't take the risk. If Xia Jiuxie has more tricks up his sleeve...

Now Huang Yanyao’s life is in danger.

Chapter 87: The other side of reality

When Lu Mu held Huang Yanyao, he felt like he was holding a piece of hot soft jade.

The two powerful and chaotic forces were fighting each other at this moment. She felt very hot and bloodless, as if she was being dried up by the heat, and she seemed to be suffering from torture.

She was enduring, not letting her expression be too distorted by pain. That would seem too weak, and if one showed weakness, then one's whole body would be full of weaknesses. However, she had never felt the pain of a conflict of forces before. It was as if in every meridian in her limbs, there were two forces trying to determine the winner.

Huang Yanyao curled up her body, she raised her head and looked at the pair of deep dark eyes in the moonlight. His expression was very indifferent, as if he was looking at something that had nothing to do with him, but it made her feel a strong pity.

"Sorry, I stopped you with a puppet..."

"But I know you will definitely kill her, and I can't let you do that."

Huang Yanyao's lips moved, and Lu Mu smelled a fishy smell. His white teeth bit her tongue and lips. In fact, everyone's way of enduring physical pain is mostly the same. If they don't bite their lips, they will bite their hands too.

She is indeed very stubborn.

Perhaps what Lu Mu said just now made Huang Yanyao think for a while. The master should not take such risks for the sake of his subjects. If she wanted to be the emperor's daughter, the lives of her subordinates were not something she should care about so much.

In fact, Huang Yanyao was indeed like that... In the future, after she became the crown prince, the authority and majesty that could control the lives and deaths of the people in the world would completely wipe out the only remaining innocence and simplicity in her body.

The only thing that remains is a trace of emotion, which appears when treating the "protagonist".

Huang Yanyao like that is actually very easy to scare people. Serving the king is like serving a tiger is no joke. Even the "protagonist" will be somewhat touched by this.

As for Lu Mu, he had even more feelings.

If he told the person in his arms that in the future she would wave her hand and countless subjects would die for her wishes regardless of everything, and she would let those subjects die with peace of mind... perhaps Huang Yanyao would refute him and tell her that she was not that kind of person.

But who can predict the future?

At least after this night, Huang Yanyao's heart will only become stronger.

"I'm not some lunatic who won't listen to anyone. As for your puppets, I've dismantled them all. Don't worry, I'll compensate you."

Huang Yanyao's body became increasingly stiff. The pain almost made it impossible for her to think. She closed her eyes, and some fragmented faces vaguely emerged in her mind. She couldn't see clearly, but it seemed that they were the joy and reverence that the maids would occasionally show when serving her daily... But, there was nothing left.

She killed them.

Now that the pain has come, Huang Yanyao can recall that not long ago, when she killed all those maids and female officials who had been transformed by magic, there were actually many emotions hidden in those faces covered by magic patterns.

Reluctance, fear, or apology, and the desire to survive...

Huang Yanyao just forced herself to suppress the countless thoughts that were surging in her mind, so that they could get enough relief.

Now many things can no longer be hidden.

The excruciating pain of tearing flesh and the constant shock to his heart after his hands were stained with the blood of those close to him all began to wail. The broken memories of those howls were the countless emotions conveyed by watching those women die in his hands.

Therefore, Huang Yanyao still couldn't hold back her tears. The salty taste slid down her cheeks, some flowed into the corners of her lips, and some went further down.

She tasted that flavor, and it was actually more bitter.

Lu Mu's gaze fell on her pale and bloodless cheek, which was covered with traces of unstoppable tears. He stretched out his hand and gently placed it on her forehead.

"Ugh...don't look at me."

"I look so ugly..."

Her eyelashes trembled a few times and she wanted to turn her head, but she didn't have the strength. In the end, she just groaned and tilted her head to one side, letting the tears flow wildly.

Huang Yanyao didn't want Lu Mu to see her emotional breakdown.

She was very confident that the Shura Saint Son could not get anything from her because she had put up a wall to block all the intentions of this man. All Lu Mu could see was her side that was full of royal majesty and ambition as sharp as a sword.

Instead of being like this now, his body ached so much that he wanted to cry, and the grief that had been accumulating in his heart when he killed those female officials who served him, now burst out.

It seems like nothing goes as planned.

Lu Mu's eyes dimmed, he pursed his thin lips, but ultimately did nothing.

It has been less than a year since she came to southern Xinjiang with this weak team, and the dangers and intrigues of the world have always been oppressing her mind. What is easily overlooked is that she is actually very vulnerable now.

There will be a day when you can't bear it anymore.

Lu Mu knew that Huang Yanyao didn't want him to see her other side... This was the side she wanted to hide, because if it was discovered, someone with evil intentions would definitely take advantage of this rare weakness.

But now he still saw it.

This is the truest side of Huang Yanyao.

Her head fell into Lu Mu's arms and she passed out.

This is probably what happens when emotions that have been suppressed to the extreme explode.

"What's going on? Is Sister Yanyao okay?"

Gu Yunxi's footsteps were heard along with her hurried questions. She quickly rushed up to the Fengluan Terrace, covered in blood and dirt, which completely ruined her skirt, but she didn't care.

From the tiny pieces of flesh and blood stuck to her skirt, arms and face, Lu Mu could imagine how she had fought with Shu Yu, the demon who had transformed into a flesh and blood demon fetus.

"Maybe she's fine, but she needs to rest."

She squatted down beside Lu Mu and saw that Huang Yanyao, who was as close to her as a sister, was barely breathing. She checked her body and felt anxious and sad. She stroked Huang Yanyao's face in panic. The burning sensation made her even more worried.

Seeing Feng Ling, who was also unconscious and more seriously injured, this eunuch who was supposed to be resting in bed and was still unconscious at noon, now lying on the ground with a soft sword in his hand, Gu Yunxi understood immediately.

She also knew about Huang Yanyao's talent, and for a while, she was very envious.

After all, Gu Yunxi thought at that time that she was just an ordinary female cultivator, without any special abilities or extraordinary talents, just a mediocre person.

"What a silly girl... to take risks like this."

Gu Yunxi murmured softly, she stretched out her fingers and gently wiped away a streak of black blood from the corner of Huang Yanyao's mouth.

"Has everything been resolved?"

"Well, gave her a quick death."

She wiped the cold blood off her face, unable to hide her grief.

"Bring them both in."

Lu Mu held Huang Yanyao in his arms, while Gu Yunxi held Feng Ling in her arms. When they left Fengluan Terrace and returned to the corridor, they saw the blood splattered all over the walls again. The bodies of the female officials fell to the ground, and everything was dyed red, even the lights hanging on the wall.

The more this sudden change seems, the more hateful it is.

Chapter 88: The Bedroom in a Chaotic Night

Lu Mu's eyes swept across the corpses, a hint of regret flashed across his brows, then he walked to the end of the corridor and pushed the door open.

The bedroom was very quiet. The Qi candles on the table on the wall were still lit, and the incense burner had burned out, but one could still smell a faint, peaceful scent that could calm the mind and help one sleep.

If one could ignore the corpses and blood scattered outside the palace, this place would look quite peaceful and elegant.

He gently placed Huang Yanyao on the bed. She frowned and closed her eyes, as if she was trying to restrain something. She fainted from the pain, but even in such a state of confusion, she had to continue to feel the pain. Her face was still pale, without a trace of blood.

A stream of light purple true energy slowly overflowed from his palm and penetrated into Huang Yanyao's body.

The burning sensation subsided a little, but that was it.

It should be said that Huang Yanyao's primordial true power is indeed strong enough. Xia Jiuxie's demonic energy is violent and wild, but it is still suppressed by her power. In his opinion, the outcome is already decided. This demonic energy will not corrode Huang Yanyao, but before she completely refines the demonic energy, she may find it difficult to wake up.

How long will it take?

Lu Mu was not sure about this, but he only knew that the longer she was unconscious, the more uncertain things would become outside.

Gu Yunxi placed Feng Ling on the other side of the big bed and deftly removed her female official uniform, leaving only a thin undergarment. Then she sat on the edge of the couch, picked up the embroidered handkerchief and carefully wiped Feng Ling's body, being careful and gentle with every part.