coobybook Chapter 461 Killing Spirit
Chapter 461 Killing Spirit
For a moment, the entire imperial study fell into dead silence.
Ji Wuyuan, Xie Zhiyan and Fei Yu all had different degrees of cold expressions on their faces.
The Wu Decai back then is now Jiang Zhixu.
This means that the real Jiang Zhixu is no longer alive.
That Jiang Wantang...
Ji Wuyuan and Xie Zhiyan thought of this almost at the same time, and felt extremely heavy in their hearts.
At this time, a secret guard brought new news and Feiyu walked out.
In less than a moment, he walked in quickly, his panicked look revealing a hint of obscure complexity.
In just half a day, he learned a lot, which was too heavy.
How could there be so many unimaginable things in this world, happening to one person at the same time?
"Your Majesty..." Fei Yu was startled and said anxiously, "The Queen's true background has been found out."
"Your Majesty...she is the daughter of Jiang Zhixu's first wife, Madam Jiang."
"And Madam Jiang is the real Nangong Yihua!"
Ji Wuyuan's eyes darkened, as deep as a cold pond, and his lips were tightly pursed.
Xie Zhiyan's eyes were calm, but if you looked closely, you would find that there was an unfathomable darkness surging in his eyes.
Abandoned by his family in the countryside when he was young, his life experience was already miserable enough.
But now, there is another layer of genocide, parents were murdered by traitors, and they recognized the thief as their father...
Who can accept such a tragic reality?
The two of them had a cold aura and said nothing.
Fei Yu continued to explain, "Back then, the first wife of Nangong Jue, the former head of the Nangong clan, Leng, gave birth to twin girls. The older one was sent out of the capital and raised by the old couple of the Leng clan. They were named Leng Shaohua."
"The one who stayed behind was the former Miss Nangong, Nangong Yihua."
"However, Nangong Yihua was secretly murdered and her appearance was disfigured. The one who entered the palace for selection was actually Leng Shaohua, who later became Empress Dowager Wende."
Having said this, Fei Yu paused, and then continued: "The Queen may have already known about my life experience..."
The two people who were originally calm had an obvious reaction instantly after hearing the last sentence.
Especially Ji Wuyuan.
He remembered what Wang Fuhai had said just now, that Jiang Wantang had gone to the water dungeon...
As things stand now, now that she knows her own life story, it's obvious what she wants to do by going to the dungeon.
He was afraid that she wouldn't be able to bear it, and even more afraid that she would go crazy and kill people again.
So, Ji Wuyuan no longer cared about anything else and strode out of the imperial study and headed towards the water prison.
Seeing this, the two people in the hall hurriedly followed.
Just as they walked out of the imperial study, they met the imperial master Jikong who was rushing over.
Jikong raised his hand to stop Ji Wuyuan and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, don't be in a hurry to leave. I took the time out today to come here and examine you."
Ji Wuyuan raised his hand and ruthlessly pushed him away, leaving behind two cold words: "Another day."
After saying that, he strode away without looking back.
However, Jikong only glanced in the direction he left, his pupils suddenly trembled, and he exclaimed: "Not good!"
"Such a strong murderous aura!"
When the people who were leaving in a hurry heard these words, they suddenly stopped and looked back at him.
Ji Wuyuan looked at Jikong with a cold voice: "What did you say?!"
Master Jikong closed his eyes tightly, twirling the Buddhist beads on his wrist. Suddenly, his expression froze, and he opened his eyes abruptly. The beads in his hand snapped with a "click", and the sandalwood beads tumbled to the ground...
His expression was extremely solemn. He raised his hand and pointed in the direction behind them, his monk robes fluttering in the wind. "Amitabha... There's a murderous aura rising to the sky in the northwest corner, and blood is visible. I'm afraid this is a sign of great misfortune!"
Ji Wuyuan, Xie Zhiyan, and Feiyu looked in the direction of the voice. The northwest corner pointed by National Master Jikong was exactly the direction of the water prison.
The pupils of several people were shocked.
Suddenly, a loud thunder exploded from the horizon, the sky began to be covered with dark clouds, and a strong wind raged...
At this moment, Leng Mei ran over with a panicked look on her face, her voice trembling unnaturally: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, something terrible has happened!"
"The Queen...she seems to be crazy..."
Ji Wuyuan's face instantly turned gloomy. He glanced at Leng Mei with a sharp, icy gaze, "Who are you talking about? Crazy?"
Leng Mei's pupils trembled when she thought of the bloody and horrible scene she saw when she rushed to the dungeon not long ago.
If it’s not madness, then what is it?
But she forgot that His Majesty does not allow anyone to say a word bad about the Queen. Even if it is true, it is a taboo.
So Leng Mei immediately knelt down and confessed her guilt and begged for mercy.
However, Ji Wuyuan had no time to care about anything else at this time, and quickly headed towards the water prison.
The Imperial Master and Xie Zhiyan and others also realized that the situation was very bad and quickly rushed towards the water dungeon.
However, at this time, in the water dungeon.
The water dungeon where Wu Decai was located was a blood-red color, with large pools of blood spreading out...
Qin, Jiang Wanhe, and Jiang Wanfu leaned crookedly against the icy stone wall of the water prison, their bodies covered in blood, their pupils wide open, staring at the scene in the pool with horror.
Inside the pool, the sewage had been dyed a deep red by the blood. There were also some scattered body parts floating on the surface of the water, some of Wu Decai's, and some of Qin's...
Jiang Wantang's long hair was loose, and her elegant plain dress was completely dyed blood red, and her beautiful little face was also splashed with blood.
Her bloodshot eyes were mad as she stared at Wu Decai in front of her.
At this time, Wu Decai's legs had been completely chopped off by Jiang Wantang, and half of his bloody and weird body was still tightly bound by the iron chain, half hanging...
The severe pain in his body kept him awake at all times.
However, Wu Decai laughed wildly and ferociously, his mouth wide open and full of blood.
He stared at Jiang Wantang fiercely, his smile wantonly and sinister: "After all this talk, do you know why there's not a single flaw in my face?"
"Because... I paid a high price to hire a witch doctor who was good at witchcraft. He peeled off Jiang Zhixu's skin alive and replaced it with mine."
"Now, more than ten years have passed, and it has already grown into my flesh and blood and become mine...haha...ah..."
The laughter just came out and stopped abruptly. The dagger in Jiang Wantang's hand stabbed into his arm forcefully, then pulled it out, repeating this process repeatedly.
Both arms were covered in blood...
Jiang Wantang was trembling all over. She gripped the dagger in her hand with almost all her strength. The blood on her palm was dripping through her fingers, but she was completely unaware.