Chapter 174: Qin Yuyan Stewed in Her Own Juice

Blood spurting, minced meat flying, the small room fell into a mess instantly…

The dripping blood and pieces of minced meat fell on their bodies and heads from time to time, and the foul smell made them want to vomit…

Qin Yuyan’s little face was extremely pale. She glanced at Murong Xue nearby from the corner of her eye, and hatred burst out in her eyes. They were standing in the room, and originally there was no trouble at all. That bitch even led the dead to kill them. What she did was really abominable!

She gently rolled the bamboo chair and quietly came behind Murong Xue. Then she gave Murong Xue a hard push, exposing her to the swords of the dead men…

Murong Xue took a glance at Qin Yuyan, and then her toe tapped the ground, cleverly avoiding the dead man’s sword. She stretched out her palm and severely hit on the dead man, making the sword in the hands of the dead straight stabbing toward Qin Yuyan…

“Help!” Qin Yu Yan was frightened, she dodged quickly, a sword rubbed her cheek across, her delicate little face like porcelain instantly emerged a clear mark with blood seeping out of her skin, which was especially striking in her pale little face.

A strong internal force flew in and smashed the dead in front of her. Blood and minced meat spilled all over Qin Yuyan, but she could no longer care about this. She only felt her cheek ached like being burnt. She trembling hands, gently touched her face, scarlet blood came into her view. Qin Yuyan was furious. This bitch was going to destroy her face. How wicked she was!

Qin Yuyan stretched out her hand and grabbed the sword fell on the ground, stabbing maliciously toward Murong Xue…

Sensing the strong evil wind coming from her back, Murong Xue just felt disdain. She dodged to the sideway to avoid the wind, the soft sword in her hand relentlessly stabbing toward Qin Yuyan. With a sound of “swish”, the sword rubbed Qin Yuyan across her forehead, scraping out a large piece of scalp with flowing blood from her head…

“Ah!” Qin Yuyan’s shrill scream penetrated through the clouds and resounded through the sky.

Ye Yichen glanced at her injured scalp and cheek and frowned tightly. Murong Xue only cared about her personal grudges when facing the arch enemy, thought he.

Boom! A violent shaking came from the ground, a tall dead man in black like an iron tower emerged. He strode with his long legs with a foul smell. In a blink of eyes, he came to the room, his smelly skeleton hands like talons, reached for Murong Xue and Qin Yuyan’s heart…

“Be careful!” Ye Yichen turned around and suddenly came to Murong Xue. He grabbed her by the arm, pulled her behind him, and then waved his hand to expel the dead man…

Looking at the slender figure in front of her, Murong Xue’s eyebrows in tight frowns. She broke off his fingers without hesitation, pulled his hand off her arm, and then said grumpily, “Thank you!”

It was just a dead man with a relatively tall figure. She could handle it all by herself and did not need the help of Ye Yichen at all. He was truly a busy body.

“You’re welcome!” Ye Yichen’s eyes flashed unnaturally. He saw Murong Xue was in danger, so he just subconsciously rescued her…

His slightly rough hand touched Murong Xue’s soft and delicate fingertip. In a flash, an electric current reached his limbs instantly, making his body stiff. His sharp eyes narrowed fiercely: What was going on…

Qin Yuyan sat on a bamboo chair, staring blankly at Ye Yichen, her eyes flashing with deep shock and disbelief: Ye Yichen saved Murong Xue at the moment of his wife’s life and death. He chose to give up her and save Murong Xue. How could this happen? Why?

Yichen used to like her the most and would consider her first in everything. For her, he ruthlessly demoted Murong Xue as a concubine. Because of the disagreement with the old Prince Jing, he rejected Murong Xue cruelly. Why did he go to save Murong Xue when both of them were in danger? Shouldn’t he hate Murong Xue so much and didn’t care whether she dead or alive?

She raised her head and looked at Ye Yichen with bitterness, only to find that he was looking at Murong Xue, with a little tenderness in his dark eye pupils.

He was… in love with Murong Xue!

Qin Yuyan only heard a loud bang on the top of her head, her mind suddenly in a blank. How could this be? Yichen belonged to her alone. How could he be in love with Murong Xue?

Qin Yuyan’s eyes became cold, she grabbed a sword, threw it toward Murong Xue…

Murong Xue narrowed her eyes and waved her soft sword to guide the incoming sword to rotate rapidly. The sword was thrown out instantly, arising sparks. Then the sword plunged into Qin Yuyan’s chest, dragged her out of three or four steps, and nailed her heavily to the wall…

Qin Yuyan opened her eyes wide and stared at Murong Xue bitterly. Her eyes were burning with rage: She had lost to Murong Xue again. She was extremely unwilling to admit this…

Murong Xue’s eyes flashed a sharp cold light. She waved the soft sword in her hand and stabbed Qin Yuyan relentlessly. Qin Yu Yan hated her very much and would not give up until she was killed. Why should she leave Qin Yuyan a way to live? Once it was all over, the trouble would be solved.

“Stop!” An indifferent voice sounded, and a big hand stretched out and gripped Murong Xue’s wrist tightly.

Murong Xue struggled hard for several times, but failed to break free. She raised her eyebrows and looked at the man, her eyes as cold as ice, “Prince Jing, you want to save your sweetheart?” Murong Xue deliberately emphasized the voice of the last word, showing endless ridicule.

Ye Yichen’s eyes flashed unnaturally and he said in a low voice, “She is the Princess of Mo Bei. It is not good for you to kill her.”

“In your opinion, what should I do? Keep her alive until she wakes up, and then continue to plot against me?” Murong Xue looked at him coldly, her eyes full of sarcasm: Qin Yuyan had done her a lot of harm, and she didn’t want to leave herself with any more trouble.

“I won’t let her hurt you again!” He spoke in a low voice with his eyes flashing with firmness never seen before.

Murong Xue snorted scornfully. Ye Yichen liked Qin Yuyan. She would be grateful as long as he didn’t help Qin Yuyan calculate her. And she never expected him to restrain Qin Yuyan for her, “Are you kidding?”

“I am not joking.” Ye Yichen looked at Murong Xue and said slowly, “I’m talking from my heart. If you don’t believe me, give me three days. Within the time, I will definitely give you an explanation!”

Murong Xue sneered at in her heart, she didn’t care about Ye Yichen’s explanation and disdained to listen to it. Now she just wanted to take Qin Yuyan’s life…

Swish! There was a sudden flash of cold light, and Murong Xue’s left arm was slashed with a long gash. Blood instantly dyed red on her sleeve…

“Xue’er!” Ye Yichen frowned and stretched out his hand to check her injuries.

Murong Xue waved her hand and drove off his hands. Her eyes were filled with disgust, “Get out!” If he hadn’t grasped her wrist tightly, she wouldn’t have been stabbed by the dead man.

The dead men were armed with swords and they hacked frantically. Murong Xue squinted, took out a black round bead and threw it to them…