Reborn as a crazy female disciple of the God who killed his wife three times

Li Mo and the others immediately quickened their pace and took a few steps forward. A pretty maid who was once as beautiful as a flower but now had a red face and a bruised nose rushed out. She screamed, "Murder, murder... Someone's brain was smashed..."

The servant turned pale, grabbed her sleeve and asked, "Who is it... Is it Cuimei?"

"It's her, it's really her. Normally, the young master listens to Sister Cuimei's words. She is the most capable among us. But today, everything was fine. The young master suddenly got angry and smashed Sister Cuimei's brain... There was a lot of blood... "

The servant was so frightened that his hands were shaking. He murmured, "How could it be... How could it be Cuimei? She was clearly with the young master, and yet, yet..." He took two steps back and dared not move forward. It was as if there were some evil ghosts from hell ahead. If he moved forward, his life would be swallowed up by the abyss and dragged down -

He retreated again and again, not only away from the inner room, but also away from Li Mo. He trembled his lips, swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, and then said to Li Mo: "Miss, you'd better not go. The young master is bloodthirsty and has a bad temper. Who knows what will happen. I, we'd better not get close to each other. Why don't you... come back another day..."

Li Mo did not retreat with him. She stopped there, as if nothing had happened, ignoring everything calmly, and smiled very gently: "But there are injured people inside, don't we need to deal with them..."

It was unknown what had touched the servant's heart. His eyes turned red. He was silent for a moment and said, "Cui Mei is also a miserable person. If her mother hadn't forced her to support her family and help her brother cultivate, she wouldn't have to hold on until now... She is like this now... Alas..."

He didn't say what came next, but it seemed that he felt that it was better for Cuimei to die now than to be resurrected and forced to serve Zhao Wulang and be tortured all the time.

Li Mo stood with his sleeves gathered up, paused for a moment, and said, "I'd better go in and take a look. Maybe there will be a chance of recovery..."

The servant stopped her: "You'd better not go. You don't understand Mr. Zhao's temperament at all. No one can stop him when he goes crazy. If you go in, not only will you fail to save Cuimei, you may also lose your life. You are not from our peak, there is no need... no need..."

He swallowed the rest of the words. He might mean that in the Zhao family, the lives of people from Songxiu Peak were less valuable than those from Cangye Peak. But this was too cruel and chilling, and he couldn't say it out loud.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine when I go in." Li Mo smiled after saying this. Her smile was as warm as the sun, giving people strength. It also made the servants feel that it was a pity for her to go in and die... Seeing her back as she walked forward, they couldn't help but feel panic and worry...

He stared blankly at Li Mo walking past the injured maid, ignoring the glaring bloodstains on the ground, and walked towards Zhao Wulang's inner room on the white jade steps. With her slender white fingertips, she pinched the door stained with bloody palm prints and gently pushed it open. With a "creaky..." sound, the pretty maid trembled all over, as if she heard a voice from hell in the middle of the night...

She and the servant both widened their eyes, watching the purple-veiled figure full of vitality being swallowed up by the darkness in the black room. They both imagined her being tortured, like a broken flower, collapsing on the ground, covered in blood, and they were all terrified...

At the same time, a beast-like roar of a man came from the inner room. The voice was irrational, like a madman, like the hoarse howl of a wolf in the night - "Whoever... comes in... comes in, die..."

After hearing Zhao Wulang's extremely frantic voice, they couldn't help but step back a few steps, staring at the door frame as if they wanted to stare a hole in it, waiting for the screams, howls, pleas for mercy, and roars from inside...

But, there was nothing, no sound...

The world is silent...

It was as if everything had disappeared, and the jade-like purple building in front of the two people was shrouded in emptiness and silence...

Half a minute later, a figure appeared at the door. The two of them took a deep breath, and when they saw the person clearly, they took two more breaths...

It turned out to be Li Mo, and she was unharmed, still holding the empty medicine bowl in her hand. Her expression was calm and gentle, with a perfect smile on her face, like a perfect statue.

The servant once again widened his eyes, unable to believe what he saw.

……

Everyone said that Zhao Jiawulang had changed and was obsessed with a woman.

The woman was only an outer disciple, but she could enter and leave Cangye Peak and Songxiu Peak freely. Zhao Wulang was extremely obsessed with her, and he even drank the medicine she gave him three times a day without saying a word. His health was getting better and better, and he became more and more interested in the use of puppet prostheses, practicing diligently every day with sweat pouring down his face.

This made her mother very happy, and she rewarded this outer sect female disciple generously. It was said that she might marry her as a concubine.

But a few days later, Zhao Sanlang, who came to visit Zhao Wulang, also fell in love with this woman and asked Zhao Wulang for this woman, which immediately made Zhao Wulang change his face. The two brothers fought for this woman. Zhao Wulang, who was half-crippled, was naturally defeated. Zhao Sanlang not only did not stop, but also abducted the woman back to his inner house and said to her: "My status in the family is more important than yours. Even if you make trouble in the family, do you think the grandfather will side with you or me..."

After this incident, Zhao Wulang and Zhao Sanlang's parents were panicked, fearing that it would get to the ears of Elder Zhao and that the quarrel between the two brothers would become a stain on them, especially Zhao Sanlang Zhao Chenyu. He was the proud son of the Zhao family, second only to Zhao Dalang, and the future pillar of the family. How could he lose his composure for a woman...

Someone immediately reported it to Zhao Qingren.

Others couldn't do anything to Zhao Chenyu, and no one dared to enter his inner room to snatch someone away. But Zhao Qingren could. He was his elder brother, more capable than Zhao Chenyu, and also the future patriarch of the clan. He gave a token to the Zhao family's secret guards to go to Zhao Chenyu's room and capture the woman. He planned to control the development of the situation as quickly as possible, suppress such a scandal, and preserve the reputation of Zhao Sanlang and Zhao Wulang, as well as the reputation of the Zhao family.

He felt very strange. The men of the Zhao family had been taking beautiful concubines since their ancestors and were romantic by nature. His two younger brothers had seen all kinds of beauties. Although Zhao Chenyu had never been married, he had two or three concubines in his room. He was not like those new brothers who had never tasted women. Zhao Wulang was even more promiscuous and had no self-control. He could never have imagined that the two brothers would fight and turn against each other for a woman.

So the servant came to report that the woman had been brought in and asked Zhao Qingren how to deal with her. Zhao Qingren changed his mind of killing the woman immediately and paused for a moment before saying, "Bring her in."

"Yes." The servant saluted.

A few moments after the servant left, a jade foot gently stepped on the threshold of Zhao Qingren's study.

Not step over it, but step right on it.