I manage female characters in all the heavens.

Master, what will you do if I die?

"I've been shot, it hurts so much, Master! I have no strength, come and help me press on the wound, I'm bleeding to death..."

This was obviously an act, but it was also quite realistic, since she was indeed seriously injured and bleeding profusely.

If she just lies there without treatment, food, or water, even with the protection of the Mingyu Gong, she won't live more than 7 days.

That's really dangerous.

Lin Yunshuang suddenly came to her senses, filled with grief, rushed to Li Mochou's side, knelt down, and lifted her poor disciple's head onto her thigh.

"Mochou, your master is here. Tell me your last words, Master... Waaah, Master, I will definitely help you complete them!"

Lin Yunshuang's eyes were red and her face was covered in tears. Even the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra could not suppress the grief in her heart, and her mind was broken.

She knew that Mochou, whom she regarded as her own daughter, was about to leave her forever.

I think of baby Mochou laughing while holding my fingers, I think of toddler Mochou stumbling and crawling towards me, I think of her first unclear words calling me "Master," I think of her pouting as she hugged the honey jar and said, "Master, you should eat too..."

Lin Yunshuang suddenly realized that many memories she thought she had forgotten, and bits and pieces of Mochou, were uncontrollably surfacing before her eyes at this moment, clear and profound, vivid and distinct.

The thought that Mochou would only exist vividly in her memories from now on filled her with unbearable grief and heartbreak.

Mo Chou, nestled in his arms, spoke again, her breath growing weaker and weaker:

"Master, stop crying. Cover the wound and stop the bleeding. You're bleeding so much, you'll really die if you don't stop."

"I feel fine, there's no need for me to leave a will..."

Lin Yunshuang: "..."

"Silly child, this is a final burst of energy before death. You should leave your last words. Your master is afraid you'll leave without saying anything and regret it in the afterlife!"

"Master... I can still be saved, please save me!"

"No, you're beyond saving. Say your last words now."

"...Master, are you out of your mind? I've already told you there's still hope for me!"

"Waaaah, my poor Mochou, forget your pain and sleep peacefully. Your master will always be with you." She wouldn't listen.

"……groove."

Even the Seven Masters of Quanzhen couldn't stand it anymore and suggested that they should still help, saying they wouldn't mind.

But for some reason, Lin Yunshuang insisted that there was no hope and that no one should try to save her.

Qiu Chuji, who had just been shot, had somehow gotten up. The bullet had passed through his chest but had not hit any vital organs, thus saving his life.

He glanced at the lifeless "Li Mochou" lying in a pool of blood, then at the heartbroken Lin Yunshuang, and sighed:

“If Yang Zhichang has problems, then his testimony is unreliable. There may indeed be hidden circumstances in Miss Li’s case, and we have acted arbitrarily.”

“Senior, there’s no need to make Miss Li fake her death. She just saved my Chongyang Palace. Her merits and demerits cancel each other out, so let’s just let bygones be bygones.”

He looked at his fellow disciples, and Ma Yu and the others all nodded in agreement. Even Sun Bu'er, who had almost died at the hands of "Li Mochou," did not object.

Too many things happened today, and they are too heavy to bear. Their complicated thoughts need to be sorted out, and the truth needs to be found out. As for Li Mochou killing those few people, they should let it go.

Lin Yunshuang: "..."

Looking at Li Mochou, who had been feigning death in her arms, she gritted her teeth in anger.

Damn Taoist priests, they're all just as annoying as Wang Chongyang. If you weren't going to pursue this, you should have said so earlier. Why did you have to wait until I finished acting and even forced Mochou to use the fetal breathing technique before you said anything?

You've gone too far!

Swish!

Finally, Ma Xiaotian and Wu Santong arrived at the scene.

They immediately saw Li Mochou, lifeless and covered in blood, in Lin Yunshuang's arms, and their eyes widened in fury, their killing intent running wild!

Damn it!

"kill!"

While Ma Xiaotian was still hesitating about whether to really destroy Chongyang Palace, Wu Santong had already gone mad and was about to unleash a single One-Finger Divine Skill towards... Qiu Chuji!

Qiu Chuji nearly vomited blood. "It's me again?!"

Fortunately, Lin Yunshuang stopped Wu Santong and explained everything clearly, otherwise Qiu Chuji would have been doomed today.

"Let's go back to the ancient tomb and heal Mochou first!"

Lin Yunshuang picked up her disciple, ignoring the Seven Masters of Quanzhen's offer to provide a suitable environment and medicine to keep her there. She used her lightness skill to its limit and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Having finally arrived, Ma Xiaotian and Wu Santong exchanged a glance and could only reluctantly follow, embarking on their return journey once more.

They couldn't understand what they were there for.

Shortly after they left, Chongyang Palace found some things in Yang Zhichang's room and finally understood why he had reacted so strongly to the search of his room.

He was actually a spy for the Jin Kingdom, who had been recording everything that happened at Chongyang Palace and secretly sending it back to the Jin Kingdom.

The numerous secret letters found in his room infuriated the Seven Masters of Quanzhen.

This is a complete scoundrel, a scumbag. He actually planned to help the Jin Kingdom find an opportunity to destroy them, and then, with the support of the Jin Kingdom, take control of the Quanzhen Sect and become a dog for the Jin Kingdom!

Yang Zhichang was also muddle-headed, lacking any professional ethics as a spy. Why didn't you burn these things but instead kept them? You were just setting yourself up for disaster.

Learn from Laudenado below; don't be a spy like that in your next life.

Some letters also indicated that Yang Zhichang had developed some underlings at Chongyang Palace, which greatly angered the Seven Masters of Quanzhen. Was there a traitor?

However, after finding the list and learning who these people were, the Seven Masters of Quanzhen fell silent.

Not counting Yang Zhichang himself, all twenty of the spies he recruited happened to die in the previous massacre by Li Mochou!

Based on this calculation, of the people Li Mochou killed, only three were not undercover agents, making it entirely a case of mistaken identity.

Sun Bu'er held the list, looking at the names that were so memorable to her, names that had previously made her hate Li Mochou so much, and felt ashamed.

"It turns out that Miss Li discovered their problems, which is why she decided to go on a killing spree."

"But we didn't ask what happened, we listened to Yang Zhichang's slander, blamed Miss Li, and even called for her to be beaten and killed."

"Perhaps at that time, in her eyes, we were all lackeys of the Jin Dynasty. One can imagine how incredulous and heartbroken she must have been."

I thought it was normal for a prestigious sect like Quanzhen to have dozens of spies, and that we could just wipe them out. But when I turned around, I realized that the entire Quanzhen sect was full of spies, even the Seven Masters of Quanzhen!

Qiu Chuji, wearing a mask of pain, said, "No wonder she wanted to kill our seven sons and destroy Chongyang as soon as she escaped. If I were in her position, I would probably have done even worse."

"The Jin dynasty's lackeys must be wiped out! We completely misunderstood Miss Li!"

"When I think about how I targeted Miss Li before, I just... sigh, I deserve to die!"

Liu Chuxuan closed his eyes in anguish, his whole body trembling: "So many wicked children have emerged from my sect! I have failed Chongyang Palace, failed Quanzhen Sect, and failed my master!"

The five disciples who previously served as tour guides were all Liu Chuxuan's students, and all of them were on the list, making them 100% spies.

You've not only failed the Quanzhen Sect, you've truly failed all living beings!

The other seven disciples of Quanzhen also felt ashamed in their own way, and in short, they were all very regretful!

Chapter 64 The Greatest Divine Skill Under Heaven

I woke up to a familiar ceiling.

Of course, you could also say it's the top of a tomb; you'll see it when you wake up, which is very auspicious.

A little boy, about three or four years old, was sitting on the edge of her bed, playing with what looked like a windmill.

The windmill was crudely made and had a lot of friction, so it wouldn't turn no matter how much you shook it.

The little one angrily shook the windmill hard, but it still wouldn't turn. Frustrated, she stuffed the windmill into her mouth and bit it, as if she wanted to scare it and make it spin.

"You idiot, that's not how you play it!"

Li Mochou sat up abruptly, grabbed the little one, and snatched the windmill from her mouth.

To the little girl's astonishment, she ripped off the windmill's handle, leaving only the fan wheel. Then, with a subtle burst of internal energy, she launched the fan wheel with a masterful hidden weapon technique.

The fan wheel immediately began to spin at high speed, shooting out like a dart, bouncing rapidly against the stone chamber walls, making a whooshing sound as it cut through the air, dazzling the eye.

After a while, the injected true energy was exhausted, and the wooden fan wheel could not withstand the impact and exploded, like a dazzling firework.

"Wow!" the little guy exclaimed, raising his hands high, his admiration clearly visible in his eyes.

Li Mochou smiled smugly: "This is the way to play with windmills, remember that, Little Dragon?"

"I remember, senior sister." The little one's voice was sweet and soft, and her little face was rosy; she was incredibly cute.

Li Mochou couldn't resist any longer, reaching out to pinch her cheek and laughing strangely:

"It's been a while since I've seen you. Long'er seems to have grown up quite a bit. Let your senior sister see if you're still wearing open-crotch pants!"

Little Dragon was no match for Li the Great Demon. He was immediately pulled into Li's arms and kneaded in various ways, making cute "mmmmm" sounds.

At this moment, Sun Xiu pushed open the door and walked in carrying a bowl of medicine. She immediately saw Li the Great Demon bullying the little girl.

She smiled helplessly and coughed twice to assert her presence: "Ahem, young lady, it's time to take your medicine. Please let go of the young lady."

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Xiao Long'er broke free from her senior sister's clutches and ran out of the stone chamber, disappearing without a trace.

Li Mochou sighed regretfully, lay back on the bed, and covered her head with the blanket: "...I don't want to take medicine."

Sun Xiu smiled slightly, feeling that the young woman seemed to have become much more lively and adorable after being away for a year.

In the past, although young women were innocent and lovely, they were often serious and gave people a cold and aloof feeling.

Now, the young woman has changed. Her former temperament is still evident, but she has also gained a lively, active, sunny, and cheerful side, making her much more vibrant.

From the perspective of the elders, today's young women are naturally healthier and more beautiful, which is gratifying.

She sat down on the edge of the bed with the medicine in her hand, pulled back the covers, and instead of forcing it down my throat, she said softly:

"Young lady, drink up, so you can get on your way."

Li Mochou's eyes widened immediately. On the road? On what road?

I'm a young woman, not a young man!

……

In another stone chamber, Lin Yunshuang, Ma Xiaotian, and Wu Santong had already packed their belongings and were waiting for Li Mochou to arrive.