Chapter 272: We Are Different

"So it is this thing; it is indeed my thing!"

Seeing the familiar wooden comb, it was something she had given to him; she had not expected it to appear before her eyes once again.

However, after seeing the wooden comb, there was not the slightest ripple in her heart; there was only hatred, only endless thoughts of killing.

"I can feel it, his love for you is very deep!"

"Love?" As if she had heard the most grating joke, a trace of sorrow flashed across Mo Sanniang's enchanting face.

"How could there be any love between us? There is only exploitation and betrayal. How can there be true affection in this world? There is only hypocrisy and pretense!"

"You all deserve to die, and you must die just the same!" A single wooden comb almost caused Mo Sanniang to lose her composure. As the saying goes, the deeper the love, the more extreme the hate.

Mo Sanniang, who had always been cold and heartless, playing with people's hearts, now had feelings in her heart; this heart seemed to have developed a flaw, and her behavior seemed to have become manic.

A woman in a state of madness is always the most terrifying.

An invisible force field rippled outward, and Mo Sanniang's aura began to climb continuously. This woman, who looked soft and weak, finally revealed her ferocious and terrifying side.

Beyond her ability to disturb people's minds, Mo Sanniang's own strength was also at the pinnacle.

Did one really think that all those experts who had fallen under her pomegranate skirt over these many years had been devoured by her until not even the dregs remained for nothing? Those experts were not swallowed in vain!

It is unknown what Mo Sanniang's combat power is like when she fights, but the strength of her cultivation is absolutely at the peak, rare in this world. The accumulated white bones of those countless experts are the steps she climbed to the summit one by one.

Although Mo Sanniang's strength is currently less than one-tenth of its peak, her tiger-like might remains. Once this trace of aura emerged, it was as if even the wind was frightened into stopping, and all things were struck dumb by it.

However, as soon as this aura erupted, it was suppressed by Shen Yu within a moment.

Mo Sanniang was secretly playing tricks, and was Shen Yu not doing the same? The Mountain and River Map had long since been unfurled to shroud the four directions. Although the Qiu Family looked like the same Qiu Family, they had actually long since entered the Mountain and River Map.

Having fallen into the Mountain and River Map, let alone that Mo Sanniang's strength was impaired, even if she were at her peak, Shen Yu would not fear her in the slightest.

"You cannot kill me!"

The wooden comb in his hand floated to Mo Sanniang's side. Shen Yu reached out a hand toward her and smiled lightly, "Actually, you should take a look yourself. Perhaps the result is different from what you think!"

"Since the little gentleman says so, then I shall take a look!" Feeling the terrifying power surrounding her, Mo Sanniang's smile remained unchanged, and she took the wooden comb with great proficiency.

When one is the meat and the other is the knife, what can one do if one cannot win?

Holding the wooden comb in her hand, waves of hidden, deep love surged into her heart—a scorching love that seemed capable of melting ice.

Tears swirled in Mo Sanniang's eyes, and crystalline teardrops traced paths down her fair cheeks; that touch of sorrow, which made one pity her upon seeing it, was even more heart-breaking.

It was as if every movement and every expression made one sink into it, unable to extricate oneself; every part of her body radiated an irresistible temptation.

In an instant, it made one involuntarily feel sorrow for her sorrow, wishing to immediately pull her into one's arms to comfort her carefully, wishing to speak all of one's admiration to her.

This sudden surge of admiration was truly catching people off guard; did one not see that the members of the Qiu Family all had heartbroken expressions? Mo Sanniang, truly, what a Mo Sanniang.

"Big sister, I kindly helped you bring your love token, and you treat me like this? You are being a bit unreasonable!"

These old monsters are truly adept at finding opportunities; they are not the least bit hesitant when it comes to entrapping others.

He wanted the wooden comb to make Mo Sanniang's defenses crumble, but she did the exact opposite, making one think she was immersed in the past, unable to extricate herself, lonely and desolate.

But in reality, she was releasing her power every moment, causing people to fall into her trap inadvertently. When it comes to the control of the human heart, if Mo Sanniang claims second place, who would dare claim first?

"Little gentleman, speak; what do you want to know from me?"

Withdrawing that side of herself that made one pity her, she gave Shen Yu a doting smile, like a gentle breeze brushing against one's face, not caring in the slightest about the killing intent on Shen Yu.

Because she knew that the young man opposite her did not yet want to kill her, otherwise he would not have gone through so many twists and turns.

"You clearly could have killed me but chose not to, and you even wanted to use this to break my mental defenses; you are underestimating me far too much!"

As she spoke, Mo Sanniang crushed the wooden comb in her hand to pieces, yet the smile on her face did not change in the slightest.

The deep love on the wooden comb had circulated for so many years without dissipating, which was enough to show that the other party's love was true and genuine.

Shen Yu had originally thought that when faced with such an old object, faced with the lingering love of the lover she had once hated and doubted, even Mo Sanniang would be able to have some reaction.

But in reality, just as Mo Sanniang said, he had still underestimated these old monsters.

Not everyone is a little woman who only knows about love; the one before him is Mo Sanniang, the ruthless and vicious Pink Skeleton, Mo Sanniang.

"So you were pretending from the very beginning; you don't care about love at all!"

These people are truly worthy of being natural-born actors, making it impossible for others to ever guess their thoughts. Sometimes, they can trick people until they are covered in blood, yet those people will still think well of them; one has to admire it.

Shen Yu even suspected whether that swordsman from back then had been tricked by Mo Sanniang.

"It's not that I don't care, but that I have already let go. I might have loved once, but now I am filled with nothing but hate; now, there is nothing else I can fit in my heart besides hate!"

"Perhaps he did love me, but he still swung his sword at me! Because in his heart, there were things more important than me. It could have been those so-called beliefs, or it could have been so-called responsibility."

"It is no longer important!" Shaking her head, there was not the slightest change on Mo Sanniang's face, as if she were speaking of an inconsequential matter.

"That sword strike already severed all ties of affection; I have long since stopped caring about the events of the past."

"Little gentleman, speak; what do you want to know from me?"

"You clearly could have killed me, yet you did not strike to kill from the start; you must be seeking something else. Since you are not after my person, then you must be after something else!"

As if she had resigned herself to her fate, Mo Sanniang covered her chest with a look of grievance, "I cannot win in a fight, so this slave can only accept it. No matter what the little gentleman does to this slave, this slave will not resist!"

"Little gentleman, do you want to try?"

"I dare not!" Shaking his head, Shen Yu said slowly, "I just want to know what impact the Spiritual Qi Surge will actually have on you all."

"I once met Mo Cheng, and his behavior before he died was vastly different from his previous cold, heartless nature."

Speaking of this, Shen Yu's gaze was burning, filled with curiosity, "So I want to know what the Spiritual Qi Surge will actually bring; is it your true nature, or did you change afterward?"

"Mo Cheng? You actually encountered him?" A strange look flashed in her eyes; this old fellow is not easy to deal with, and even she sometimes has to give him a wide berth when she sees him.

Mo Sanniang naturally knew what kind of personality this old fellow had; how could anyone possibly survive under his hands?

Shen Yu was still alive, which also proved that Mo Cheng was dead.

A trace of wariness flashed in her eyes, and her assessment of Shen Yu's strength inevitably rose another level. The young people of today are truly remarkable!

"So, you are suspicious?"

"A little!" Keeping his eyes fixed on the other party, Shen Yu tried to see something from her expression. But he was destined to be disappointed; how could these old monsters let him see through them so easily?

"I am just very curious; there are indeed many sycophants and scoundrels in this world, but there are also many people with hot blood. I do not believe that these people will all die out, leaving not a single one behind."

"But throughout the history of every Spiritual Qi Surge, all those slumbering old monsters have only known ruthless slaughter, which makes one have to be suspicious!"

"Is all of this just your own guess?"

Taking a deep look at Shen Yu, even Mo Sanniang could not help but exclaim, "You are truly formidable; among all those people throughout the ages, very few have had suspicions like yours!"

"I can only tell you that Spirit Qi is poisonous!" Having said this, Mo Sanniang suddenly retreated a few steps, and then gave Shen Yu a silly smile.

"Also, my help has arrived!"