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723 Why do you have to rush to die?

There was silence for a moment, and Mei Zhi yelled wildly: "You are talking nonsense, I am Mei Zhi! Lin Chu, you once swore that you would go and return with us, you can't break your promise."

She laughed loudly: "So what if I kill Mu Yishuang? You are a person who values ​​your promises! You don't dare to do anything to me!"

"I sent people to Beijing a few days ago. As long as you dare to kill me, Beijing will not receive any news from me, and there will immediately be a post about you killing your colleagues and comrades to the emperor. Now you send people to Beijing again

It’s too late to explain to the emperor.”

She laughed wildly and excitedly: "Lin Chu, you will be my loser after all."

"This bitch!"

Everyone didn't expect Mei Zhi to have such a hand, and their teeth itched with hatred. They all looked at Lin Chu anxiously.

"She said she was Mei Zhi, what do you think?" Lin Chu ignored the people on the ground and looked sideways at a man in black clothes and a hat standing beside him.

The man stood beside her without saying a word. His presence was so low that it almost made people forget that there was such a person here.

It wasn't until Lin Chu mentioned her that everyone focused on this person for the first time. Only then did they realize that she had a slender body and looked like a woman. This person was...

The man in the bamboo hat said nothing, and walked step by step towards the plum branch on the ground. He just waved his hand casually, and plum blossom's laughter stopped abruptly.

"Who are you?" There was fear in her eyes: "What did you do to me? Why... I can't move?"

The man in the bamboo hat remained speechless, his thin and pale fingers poked out from the sleeves of his robe, and grasped Mei Zhi's cheek.

The other hand took out a small bottle from his pocket, bit off the cork with his teeth, and poured the clear water-like liquid inside into Mei Zhi's cheek.

hiss!

White smoke suddenly appeared on Mei Zhi's cheeks, steaming like boiling water. The man in the bamboo hat loosened his fingers and stepped back half a step, watching Mei Zhi quietly.

"ah!"

Mei Zhi let out a scream, covered her face with her hands, and fell to the ground unable to stop rolling.

"You...you bitch! It hurts! It hurts like hell!" Mei Zhi cried and shouted, horribly: "Help me, please help me."

A slight hissing sound came from her cheek, as if something was melting rapidly. A yellow translucent liquid oozed from between her fingers, and the white smoke was even worse. It looked extremely terrifying and miserable.

However, no one came forward. From the moment she brutally murdered Mu Yishuang, she was destined to not end well.

"That's almost it." After a cup of tea, Lin Chu said calmly.

The man in the bamboo hat stepped forward, picked up the tea cup in Lin Chu's hand, and poured a cup of scalding hot tea onto Mei Zhi's cheeks.

After hissing, the world returned to peace. Mei Zhi's wailing gradually stopped, but her hands were still covering her face and she refused to take them off.

The man in the bamboo hat stepped forward, grabbed Mei Zhi's wrist, and easily opened her hands, revealing a small and beautiful face.

"Hey, who is she?" Everyone was stunned, and it turned out to be an unfamiliar face.

Su Wen squinted his eyes. It seemed like he had seen this face somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it.

"Long time no see." Lin Chu glanced at the man casually: "Lin Moyan."

Everyone was stunned.

Lin Moyan, the concubine of the third wife of the Lin family in Kuizhou. A woman with no status in the Lin family, it turned out to be her?!

"Wouldn't it be better to be your Miss Lin?" Lin Chu said calmly: "It's not fun to pretend to be the person next to me."

The man in the bamboo hat brought the tea that he had made for Lin Chu again to her hand. Lin Chu stretched out his hand to take it, staring at the teacup that was green after the rain and sighed.

"Is it because my life is uncomfortable, or the sun is not bright enough every day? Why do I have to rush to die?" she said.


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