Chapter 107: Now You Can Shout As Much As You Want

At this moment, the effect of the disguise talisman given by Lin Qingyue had not yet faded, and Hong Yao was very shocked: she was clearly wearing a strange face, how could she still be seen through by him?

"What did you call me? The slave is called You Lan, my lord, how could you forget?" She suppressed the surprise in her heart and continued to pretend.

Miao Dong smiled, and the few drunken states he had originally had also disappeared.

"A Yao, you and I have been husband and wife for many years. Every move you make, your husband is very familiar with. Although I don't know why you can change your appearance, I estimate it should be some artifice to cover it up."

"But besides this face, your walking posture, your expression, and even your chest and waist are all the way I remember. How could I recognize the wrong person? Besides, I know that you will definitely come back to find me."

"After so many years, what kind of woman have I not seen? What kind of beauty have I not tasted? But those mediocre powders are not as good as your grace back then. A Yao, I miss you so much."

He leaned down slowly, greedily looking at the woman in front of him: "When you were by my side before, I ignored you too much. It wasn't until you left that I discovered that my love for you was no less than yours."

"A Yao, seeing you, I am truly too happy. So just now, in front of outsiders, I didn't expose you."

Hong Yao also never expected that this man had seen through her from the beginning.

"Since you saw through me long ago, why were you willing to take off the protective Buddha plaque? You don't have anything to protect yourself, why am I still unable to get close to you?"

"You let me take off the Buddha plaque, of course, your husband has to listen to you. However..."

He touched the wooden ring on his hand: "... the protective things on my body are not just that one."

Hong Yao also saw the wooden ring on his finger at this time, no wonder he had been hiding his hand in his sleeve, it turned out to be like this.

This man's scheming was deeper than before!

"In this Qionglou, there is a

Hong Yao gritted her teeth in hatred and kicked out at him, but instead, her ankle was caught by him.

Like a pervert, he sniffed deeply at Hong Yao's ankle: "My A-Yao, you smell even more fragrant than before."

"A-Yao, forget about the past. Come back to my side, and we can still be a loving couple. I have power and influence now; the entire Donglin Prefecture is under my command! In the capital, I even have high-ranking officials and nobles as my backers."

"I have already risen to success; I no longer need to use you to trade for benefits. Hong Yao, as long as you return to my side, everything I have is yours."

"I can even divorce the one at home and return the position of legal wife to you. From now on, you will be the Changshi Madam, how about that?"

"Pah!" Hong Yao spat viciously. "You killed my sister and skinned her! How could I possibly forget those grudges? How could I possibly continue to be with a devil like you?"

"I even hate myself whenever I think of that fake love we shared in the past!"

Miao Dong sighed gloomily: "That was all a last resort. We were so poor back then; I tried my best, but it wasn't as useful as a single word from the nobles. What could I do? But fortunately—your face has recovered, A-Yao, you have returned to that peerless appearance you once had, and I knew I wouldn't recognize the wrong person."

He reached out to touch Hong Yao's face: "It's a good thing that it was your sister who died back then. She's already dead, why must you still damage our husband-and-wife relationship for a dead person?"

When that disgusting, large hand touched Hong Yao's crimson lips, she suddenly opened her mouth and bit down hard on the man's finger.

The protective plaque and protective ring on the man's body suddenly emitted a fluorescent glow, and the backlash force caused Hong Yao to feel excruciating pain as if her whole body were being scorched.

Yet she still tried her best to endure it, fresh red blood spilling from the corners of her lips—half was his blood, and half was Hong Yao's.

"Let go! You bitch, let go! Ah—"

Miao Dong slapped Hong Yao's face violently, and when he finally pulled his finger out of her mouth, the bone had already been bitten through, with only some skin and flesh remaining attached.

And Hong Yao, her eyes red with hatred, ignored whether there was an array here or whether the protective Buddha plaque would cause a backlash against her, and threw herself at Miao Dong regardless of everything.

Even if she had to throw her life away, she would kill this man, eat his flesh, and peel his skin!

But before she could get close, that backlash force sent her flying again.

She rolled onto the ground, her fingers digging deeply into the cold floor, her teeth shattered, filled with unwillingness: "Why can't a person as wicked as you die? Miao Dong, you deserve to die, you deserve to be torn into ten thousand pieces!"

Miao Dong cradled his injured finger, no longer possessing the tenderness from just a moment ago, and kicked Hong Yao hard: "Bitch, I gave you face and you didn't know how to take it! You actually dared to bite me—damn it, it hurts me to death!"

"Since you are so ungrateful, don't blame me for not remembering our husband-and-wife ties! You say your sister died miserably? Fine, I will have people beat you back to your original form, peel your fox skin to make clothes, and stew your fox meat to eat!"

"Someone come!" Miao Dong shouted at the door, "Beat this fox demon back to her original form for me!"

The door opened, and the warlock guarding outside appeared at the entrance.

Miao Dong pointed at the woman on the ground and ordered coldly: "This bitch has been cultivating for several hundred years; beat her back to her original form, I want her dead!"

However, the next moment, he suddenly noticed that the warlock's eyes were closed, and there were traces of blood hanging from the corners of his mouth.

"How did you..." Before Miao Dong could react, the door suddenly closed again.

Lin Qingyue and Dongfang Qi walked out from behind the warlock, while the warlock fell to the ground like a pile of mud with a thud and died.

Miao Dong was startled and was just about to call for help when Dongfang Qi's sword was already held against his neck: "If you dare to make a single sound, I will make your head fall to the ground."

The man who was just acting fierce and vicious instantly turned cowardly, kneeling on the ground to beg for mercy: "My lord, spare me! Whatever you want, it's all negotiable. I have plenty of money, I will give it all to you, any amount is fine!"

Dongfang Qi grabbed an outer garment and draped it over Miao Dong: "Put it on. If you dare to reveal even a bit of flesh... wherever you expose, I will dig it out!"

Lin Qingyue was still nearby, and Dongfang Qi did not want such a filthy man to dirty Lin Qingyue's eyes.

Miao Dong hurriedly put on the clothes, but in his panic, the hem of the garment was not pulled straight, revealing a lower leg on the left side.

Dongfang Qi's expression darkened, and as the blade in his hand turned, he carved a large chunk of flesh from Miao Dong's lower leg.

"Ah—" Miao Dong screamed in pain.

Lin Qingyue, however, said with a smile: "Alright, now you can scream as much as you want. I just set up a soundproof barrier in the room; the sounds here cannot get out."