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

The sound was so loud that it even echoed in Zhao Qingren's empty study.

At first, Zhao Qingren saw that "Mo Li" had extinguished Zhao Chenyu's hope, saying that there was no chance for the two of them. The next moment, she gave Zhao Chenyu, who was hit hard, a little hope, saying that the two of them had only been in contact for a short time, which made Zhao Chenyu feel that he could still make this effort and increase his bargaining chips...

In just a few words, Zhao Chenyu's mood fluctuated in the hands of this woman, like a mouse teased by a cat, unable to control his own fate, but getting deeper and deeper into trouble... He was shocked by the woman's words, and was suddenly interrupted by this voice. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the person who came -

The man was panting, his face was ashen, his body was covered with sweat, and he was wearing a long gown on the outside, but he was leaning against the door with a twisted posture, staring at the three people in the room with burning eyes, especially "Mo Li" who was sitting in the middle with a calm expression.

Zhao Wulang, Zhao Mingzheng.

He actually stood up, walked out of the room without any help from others, and came to Zhao Qingren's room with his own strength.

Everyone inside and outside was shocked by this.

For what he just said, and for the fact that he could make such a big change for a woman.

Since Zhao Wulang became half paralyzed, he has gone mad and fallen into insanity. Everyone is afraid of his madness and cruelty. Except for his parents and sister, almost no one dares to get close to him. The servants in Zhao Wulang's family are the same. Because of the contract of the house-born child, they have to serve him closely, but many people died or were disabled, and his yard was even more sparsely populated.

Although Zhao Wulang's parents didn't say it, they had already given up on their son who was like a waste in their hearts. They had thought of ways, and even invited the best puppeteer to reshape his body. But at that time, Zhao Wulang couldn't accept that he, a member of the Zhao family, had fallen to the point of being a useless person, and had to use something that was not his own body to walk and move. Those puppets seemed to be laughing at him. He was a useless person, a useless thing, and it was cruel for him to live in the world.

He was struggling on the brink of madness and collapse at every moment, and then he would vent the pain from such a struggle on everyone around him, and then the people around him would fear and hate him even more, over and over again in a cycle.

Just when everyone had lost hope in him, he suddenly changed everything because of a woman. Now he was wearing his most hated puppet mechanical limbs, walked out of his own courtyard, came to his eldest brother Zhao Qingren's courtyard, and argued loudly with his third brother.

This kind of him was something no one could imagine after he was injured and disabled.

All of this was just because of a woman.

Zhao Qingren was somewhat satisfied. This was what he wanted to see and was also one of his reasons for saving this woman's life.

The woman who disturbed his brotherhood did not necessarily have to be eliminated immediately. There was a time when she could be used reasonably if she was spared. Now was that time.

Zhao Chenyu's face changed and he shouted, "Ridiculous, what nonsense are you talking about? What about legal wife?"

Zhao Wulang looked at him coldly and said, "Third brother, you can't decide your marriage, but I can. I am a useless person, I can go crazy and die at any time. My parents will not stop me from marrying the woman I want as long as I am willing to live. So you don't have to argue with me. I can do what I say, and I can give him the promises you can't give. You are not as good as me..."

"You..." Zhao Chenyu's face suddenly turned red. He slapped the table, which made a loud noise. He suddenly stood up and faced his brother straight.

Zhao Mingzheng stared back at him coldly, refusing to give in.

The two brothers formed a situation of standing against each other.

Zhao Wulang never dared to treat Zhao Sanlang like this before. His brother was older than him, had higher cultivation and status in the family. He could be arrogant and bully outsiders outside, but he was always respectful and polite to Zhao Sanlang within the family.

But now, he has changed. He no longer cares about the rules of the Zhao family.

He had only one goal in his eyes, and his goal was to look at everything in front of him coldly, as if the fight between the two brothers had nothing to do with him at all.

Zhao Qingren stood aside and did not say anything to stop it.

Zhao Chenyu looked at his brother deeply, and said with a slight anger and suppression in his voice: "You can't give her what she wants. You can't give her happiness..."

"Then can you give it to her? Let her be the tenth concubine in your room? There are so many people in your room, and you will give her love and happiness?"

“You…” Zhao Chenyu was speechless. After a pause, he said, “That was forced upon me by the clan. I don’t like them. If Mo Li is willing, I will drive them all away and leave only her.”

"Even if she's the only one, she'll just be a lowly concubine."

"You..." Zhao Chenyu was furious and said, "That's better than staying with a useless person like you."

"Third brother." Zhao Qingren spoke up to stop him.

Zhao Mingzheng's eyes were filled with venom, as if he wanted to bite off a piece of Zhao Chenyu's flesh. He said bitterly, "She was originally mine, but you snatched her away when you saw her. She originally belonged to me alone. Moreover, if she marries me as my legal wife, she will become a noble among men in the future, and will obtain countless precious treasures and treasures. The path to immortality will be at her fingertips. You can't compete with me."

"You... she is not the woman in your room, nor is she the child of your family. I can't take her away from you. Following you would be a shame for the rest of my life, guarding a living dead like you. And you said you can marry her, but have you asked your parents and the clan for their opinions? Big brother, look at him... he is acting ridiculous again..."

"You said I'm a useless person..." Zhao Mingzheng was extremely angry and rushed forward. The mechanical limbs made a clanging sound of friction, which sounded extremely weird. No wonder Zhao Mingzheng didn't like to use it. Even if it was just the sound of a normal person walking, it would attract other people's attention.

He grabbed the puppet mechanical hand that was wearing a leather glove with golden white jade-colored knuckles and no human warmth. He swung it towards Zhao Chenyu's face with great force, much stronger than an ordinary person. This punch would turn an ordinary person into meat paste, but Zhao Chenyu was not an ordinary person. He was a genius in cultivation and could survive a move from Mu Limo. He evaded it nimbly.

The next moment, he pounced on his fifth brother like a tiger, as if the man in front of him was his mortal enemy. The two men wrestled with each other without caring about etiquette.

The power of a woman is so terrifying.

The two brothers who loved and respected each other suddenly became mortal enemies.

"Stop it now..." Zhao Qingren's majestic voice sounded, and then an invisible force separated the two entangled people. At this time, Zhao Chenyu and Zhao Mingzheng were both in a miserable state, with wounds on their hands and faces, and their clothes were in disarray. Especially Zhao Mingzheng, he had just gotten used to the prosthetic limbs and was not very skilled in using them. Even when fighting with Zhao Chenyu, he lost more than he won and was beaten more often, even without using spiritual power.

But he gritted his teeth and fought with Zhao Chenyu desperately, wishing he could bite the other person into pieces and swallow him.

The two brothers' eyes turned red and they looked at each other with extreme hatred.