My wife is a reborn big boss

Chapter 140 Turning Point

Murong Shengxue stared blankly as she watched Wu Qiong step on Elder Liu's back to pull out the longsword, then shake off the blood.

That was Elder Liu! A super expert at the Innate Realm! He was killed with just one sword strike? Without even a last word. "Brother Murong?" Wu Qiong asked, puzzled by his lack of reaction, "Looking at your face, like your wife just died, what happened?"

Murong Shengxue opened his mouth, then said dejectedly, "My wife is dead."

"..." Wu Qiong was a little embarrassed. He comforted him, "Uh, it's okay. At least you still have your brothers with you. Go out with them for a drink to clear your head."

"My brothers are dead too," Murong Shengxue said numbly.

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"..." Wu Qiong smirked, "At least you still have your sect..."

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"I have betrayed my sect," Murong Shengxue said slowly.

After a long silence, Wu Qiong finally spoke, "Anyway... come with me first."

Murong Shengxue followed behind him like a walking corpse.

Half an hour later, at a certain stronghold of Tingxue Pavilion.

Wu Qiong and his companion stepped over the corpses and sat down inside the house.

Wu Qiong's expression was serious, and he gestured, "Please tell me your story."

Murong Shengxue shook his head with a wry smile; he wasn't in the mood for jokes.

"Brother Wu, what are you doing here?"

Isn't he currently indulging in pleasure at the Taiqing Sect?

Wu Qiong chuckled: "I won't be satisfied until I turn the Listening Rain Pavilion and the Senluo Palace upside down."

They arrived in Qizhou quietly more than half a month ago. They were grateful to the Great Zhou government for providing only names and simple descriptions on the list, instead of portraits like sketches.

So it's completely impossible for someone to be recognized no matter where they go!

"So it turns out that the recent destruction of Tingyu Pavilion and Senluo Palace's strongholds was all done by Brother Wu," Murong Shengxue sighed.

He wasn't stupid; he easily made the connection after Wu Qiong finished speaking.

Not to mention the corpses scattered all over the ground outside the house.

Wu Qiong smiled and was about to speak when he was interrupted.

"Brother Wu, this humble monk is back!" Jie Se's loud voice came from outside the door, and then the door was pushed open, and Jie Se and the other eight people filed in.

Wu Qiong turned around, looked at the three monks' greasy lips, and said helplessly, "Master, you stole someone's chicken again?"

"Nobody saw us." Jie Se wiped his mouth nonchalantly. "Besides, the chicken this time is quite tender, much better than last time. Old hens are better suited for soup, not for grilling."

The ground was littered with dead bodies, so of course no one saw them. Therefore, stealth is essentially about killing everyone who discovers you—no problem with that.

Upon hearing this, Murong Shengxue looked at the three monks with horror in her eyes.

The surrounding area was littered with severed limbs, and then three monks sat on the ground casually roasting chicken legs... Just thinking about it is terrifying!

"Eating chicken every day, you have to change things up once in a while. I see there's a lot of that big yellow meat guard there, why don't you try it?" Wu Qiong asked curiously.

"Amitabha," Jie Se said solemnly, "If we were to eat dog meat, the sect would naturally come to our door to hold a vigil. To protect the peace of Shaolin, let's just forget about it."

So this world also has animal rights activists. Wu Qiong curled his lip and looked at the others: "Everyone seems relatively calm, so the outcome shouldn't be bad."

"Amitabha Buddha." Daoist Zixu smiled peacefully: "The outer branch of the Senluo Palace has been completely cleared out. I can guarantee that not a single life will survive."

Master Zixu was no pushover either.

Master Xuanji smiled brightly: "Amitabha, Young Hero Wu, please rest assured, this humble monk will absolutely not allow any living beings to exist in the Listening Rain Pavilion branch."

He had done similar things before in the Western Regions, wiping out entire families; this was simply him returning to his old ways.

Little Li boasted, "Brother Poor Man, I killed four hundred and thirty-seven people!"

"Four hundred and thirty-eight," Xiaobai said calmly.

"Nonsense!" Li Jianshi retorted, "Your base clearly only has four hundred and twelve people!"

She had specifically calculated the details before choosing the location.

That's right, she just wants to outdo Su Mubai!

"It's four hundred and thirty-eight." Su Mubai glanced at her and said casually, "I also killed three dogs, eighteen chickens, and five horses from the stable."

"..." Li Jianshi gritted his teeth: "You're ruthless..."

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Murong Shengxue watched silently as this group of ruthless men discussed killing his fellow disciples as if they were chickens, but his heart remained unmoved.

"Hmm, Shi'er and Xiaobai did a good job," Wu Qiong praised.

"Cough." The magical conch shell made a sound.

"Of course, we also owe a lot to the information provided by Xuanji," Wu Qiong added naturally.

Li Jianshi pursed her lips, glanced at Murong Shengxue, and exclaimed in surprise, "Hmm? Isn't this the one from back at Xien Manor..."

"Who is it?"

Back at the Xien Manor, she only had eyes for Wu Qiong; she paid no attention to the other nobody. The only reason she remembered Murong Shengxue was because he had a rather distinctive appearance.

"My name is Murong Shengxue." He had already abandoned the name Han Chen: "I was once a disciple of Tingyu Pavilion."

"No wonder you said you betrayed your sect. Then we won't have any conflicts." Wu Qiong chuckled and patted his shoulder.

"I am now the young master of the Senluo Palace," Murong Shengxue said.

He was determined to die.

"Oh," Wu Qiong replied indifferently.

"Why didn't you kill me, Brother Wu?" Murong Shengxue asked, puzzled.

"The old man I killed was an elder of Tingyu Pavilion. Brother Murong has already betrayed the sect, yet he still maintains contact with him. I am somewhat curious, and I wonder if Brother Murong could enlighten me?" Brother Wu said with a sincere smile.

He sensed trouble brewing.

"Anyway, I don't plan to live anymore, so telling you all won't hurt." Murong Shengxue smiled and began to reminisce: "The story begins a few years ago..."

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About half an hour later, Murong Shengxue calmly finished telling her story.

He didn't shed any tears, because he had already cried all his tears.

"Well... to put it simply, you and your junior sister were childhood sweethearts, but because of this, you offended a powerful second-generation heir. He then sent you to infiltrate a rival gang, along with several of your brothers who stood up for you. He then married your childhood sweetheart, and years later betrayed your identities. You were forced to kill several of your brothers with your own hands, and indirectly caused the death of your wife, who knew your true identity but loved you deeply. Desperate, you decided to follow her in death..."

"Your story would definitely be a hit if it were made into a stage play." Wu Qiong rubbed his chin and complained, "Seriously, is being an undercover agent this popular these days? This has happened so many times already... If a novel were written like this, readers would have already given up on it."

"So this is what normal life in the martial arts world is like," Jiese sighed. "How pathetic and lamentable."

"This is not normal at all..." Wu Qiong replied.

Then he asked Murong Shengxue, "By the way, is your wife still warm?"

Seeing Murong Shengxue's displeasure, he quickly explained, "No, I mean whether her body is intact and whether more than twelve hours have passed since she died?"

"Yunying hasn't been dead for more than twelve hours, how could..." He suddenly looked up: "Brother Wu! Can you possibly save her?!"

"We'll have to wait and see," Wu Qiong said with a mysterious smile, before revealing his true intentions: "But there will be a price to pay."

"Say whatever you want!" Murong Shengxue rose from her seat and knelt on the ground, firmly stating, "I'll do anything to save Yunying! Even if you want my body!"

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"..." Li Jianshi's voice was as calm as still water: "The remnants of Tingyu Pavilion should just be killed."

But Little White Girl had already thrown a punch.

Wu Qiong quickly stopped the two women, then turned back and smiled, "That won't be necessary. But we'd like to ask Brother Murong to introduce us to the Palace Master. As for the price... he'll have to pay it."

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