After the cramps and bones were pulled out, the vicious female supporting role was reborn

"Junior sister smiled at me today." Zhao Mu drank very enthusiastically at the banquet. Not everyone was as brainless as Chu Qing. Those ministers wanted to have a good relationship with them very much. The whole banquet was centered around them, and they said all kinds of good things along the way.

They just want to squeeze their own children in. Qingzhao Guzong naturally couldn't afford it before, but now it's a low point, maybe this is their chance.

The flattery of these ministers made Zhao Mu feel very proud, and Liu Qing was in a much better mood. However, the eldest senior brother was a bit of a spoilsport. He did not drink at all and said he wanted to stay sober.

“Tsk, he’s just pretending. He only knows how to pretend in front of my junior sister.” Zhao Mu burped and stumbled as he walked.

He rejected the beauties that the ministers sent to him to curry his favor: "What do you think of me? I only have Qingqing in my heart. You are a vulgar woman, hiccup, a toad wanting to eat swan meat."

The beauty had obviously also been rigorously trained, and she still smiled sweetly at the drunkard: "Yes, Master Immortal, then let me help you go back and rest first."

"Get away and stop touching me." Zhao Mu pushed her away drunkenly, fearing that this woman would take advantage of him while he was unconscious, so he drove her away.

"I remember the way. I don't need you. Go away now."

It turned out that a drunkard really couldn't remember the way, and Zhao Mu walked into a yard in a daze.

"Where is this?"

Zhao Mu walked towards the house with staggering steps. Although this was definitely not his residence, it looked like no one had lived here for a long time and no one would come here for sure. He just wanted to find a place to lie down and sleep, so he forced himself to sleep and tried to find a bed.

Suddenly, a bright red figure appeared in his eyes, and Zhao Mu was instantly awakened from his drunken state. The room was dark, and he almost thought he saw a ghost in the middle of the night. He drew his sword with a swish and shouted, "Who is it?"

After taking a closer look and realizing that it was not a female ghost but a living person, Zhao Mu's pale face not only did not improve at all, but became even paler, with cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

Shen Liuyi sat on the bed, playing with her hair out of boredom. She was not at all panicked when Zhao Mu pointed his sword at her. She raised her eyes and glanced at him, her expression casual and lazy: "You are so late."

Zhao Mu's teeth were chattering. He tried to speak, but his tongue was barely under his control. He trembled for a long time before he managed to speak: "Why are you here?"

Hasn't Shen Liuyi arrived at the Imperial City yet?

There were spies monitoring her all the way, but she actually appeared in the palace quietly. Perhaps because he felt guilty, Zhao Mu rarely had a gloomy face: "I went to the wrong room. Sorry, I'll leave now."

"No wonder some people say that it's a terrible thing when someone who treats you harshly suddenly becomes polite and friendly. Today, I see that it's true." Shen Liuyi smiled faintly: "Want to leave? Can you leave?"

Zhao Mu slashed at Shen Liuyi's position with his sword, which was fierce and accurate, but he did not attack again, and he did not even dare to look back to see if Shen Liuyi was hit. He turned around and was about to rush out.

Unfortunately, before he could take two steps, his body flew up as if it was weightless and fell against the wall with a bang. Zhao Mu felt a burning pain in his chest and vomited blood. He struggled for several times but failed to get up.

"You're not even at the spiritual master level. Who gave you the courage to draw your sword against me?"

Shen Liuyi stood up calmly, put his hands behind his back and walked slowly towards him, looking down at him and said, "Zhao Mu, I was too busy before and didn't have time to take care of you. It's my fault. I gave you the illusion that you can slander me behind my back at will."

He stepped on his knee and applied a little force. A pig-slaughtering scream sounded again. It was Shen Liuyi who broke his leg bone.

“Ahhhhhhh!!! My legs!! My legs!!!”

"Stop yelling, it's giving me a headache."

Shen Liuyi slapped him in the face, but there was no bleeding. Only the bones were dislocated. When Zhao Mu turned around again, his mouth was crooked.

Even though Zhao Mu usually curses fiercely, that's because he has the support of his elders. He still understands this principle when it's a dark and windy night and when murder and arson are taking place.

He knew that no matter how harshly he cursed, at most it would only result in a fight, and others would not dare to be harsh because of his background, so he was not afraid at all. Now that he saw Shen Liuyi was serious, he could not even get angry.

He had no helpers around him, and before he called the masters hiding in the palace, Shen Liuyi would have been able to kill him hundreds of times. So, he did not dare to provoke Shen Liuyi, but decided to reason with Shen Liuyi. He spoke with a crooked mouth and slurred speech.

"Shen Liuyi, you shouldn't be like this. I admit that what I said before was wrong, but you have already crippled one of my hands. That's the hand of a swordsman!" Although it was just an excuse, there was still some anger in Zhao Mu's tone. As soon as he met Shen Liuyi's eyes, his voice instantly dropped.

He said, "I have already paid the price, why won't you let me go?"

"The time when Qingzhao Guzong scolded me, we are certainly even, but you scolded me all the way from the gate of the imperial city to the palace," Shen Liuyi said slowly, and at the same time slowly took out a green-glowing butcher knife from his ring: "We have to settle this account."

Shen Liuyi has all kinds of spiritual weapons on her body. She didn't want this butcher knife at first, for the simple reason that she was too embarrassed to take it out when fighting the enemy.

But Xiaoshi said that the power of this butcher knife was far more than that. Shen Liuyi thought that this butcher knife was very extraordinary and listened attentively.

Xiao Shi said, "Think about it carefully. During a competition, everyone else will pull out knives, swords, and guns, but you will pull out a butcher knife. Then everyone's eyes will be focused on you, including your opponent. In the end, everyone will burst into laughter. They will definitely bend over with their hands on their stomachs while insulting you. At this time, you can easily kill them with one knife."

Shen Liuyi: "......"

It's doable, but it's embarrassing.

She couldn't bring herself to do that for the time being. It would be fine if she was alone, but she still had parents.

She didn't want her father to go out and the first thing people would say when greeting him was, "Ah, who is that? Is your daughter Shen Liuyi, the one with the butcher knife?"

The thought of doing so made Shen Liuyi feel socially mortal, so he rejected Xiaoshi's shameless but very useful plan.

But in order to avoid being nagged, she still brought the butcher knife. Now it seems that this is the most appropriate time.

Being pointed at by Shen Liuyi with a butcher knife, Zhao Mu was so frightened that his tone became sharper, sharper than that of the eunuch he disliked this morning: "What are you doing? Shen Liuyi, what do you want to do?! I told you not to mess around, or my master won't let you go!"

Shen Liuyi let him scream. The room had been set up with a barrier a long time ago, so even if Zhao Mu shouted at the top of his lungs, no one could hear him. But as his noise was giving her a headache, Shen Liuyi first made a cut on his neck to silence his voice but not to kill him.

The scream stopped abruptly. Zhao Mu covered his bleeding neck and looked at Shen Liuyi in horror.

How can you be so bold?

How could she do this, how dare she do this?

Is she crazy?

Shen Liuyi said, "In order to protect Liu Qing, you poisoned my voice and made me dumb. You also gave me a drug that made me insane, so that I couldn't even write. Oh, that's too much. There are so many female disciples in the Qingzhao Ancient Sect, why did you keep catching me?"

Zhao Mu looked at Shen Liuyi as if he was a madman. What fabricated things were he talking about? How could he possibly do such a thing?

If Qingqing really made a mistake, she would definitely admit it bravely and would not resort to such unscrupulous means to escape punishment.

He even wanted to argue despite the wound on his throat, but Shen Liuyi stabbed him in the heart. Zhao Mu opened his mouth, and blood gushed out of it, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

how come?

How could he die here?

Zhao Mu couldn't believe it. His life force was rapidly draining away with the continuous flow of blood. He stretched out his hand to grab the corner of Shen Liuyi's clothes, hoping to leave some clues, but Shen Liuyi kicked his hand away. Zhao Mu's hand fell to the ground lifelessly like a dead branch without power...