Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 178 - 117 Kill!_2

Chapter 178: Chapter 117 Kill!_2

Seeing the girl hesitating, Nalan Xie spoke softly, "You are already twelve years old; it’s the time to dress up. I like seeing a pretty little Que’er."

Zhang Que’er’s face flushed as she accepted the rouge.

Looking at the girl who was too shy to look at him, the corners of Nalan Xie’s mouth turned upwards. An image of her sister, who bore a similar appearance to the girl, momentarily emerged in his mind. Instinctively, he reached out to caress the girl’s cheeks.

"Nalan, where is Mr. Shi?"

Zhang Que’er did not see the figure that often followed him and asked curiously.

Nalan Xie, whose hand had reached out, touched his nose and said helplessly, "He might be dead."

The girl was shocked.

Nalan Xie laughed heartily, tapping the girl’s forehead, "Just scaring you, he went back to his hometown."

Zhang Que’er sighed in relief.

"I have to leave now, I have official duties to attend to. I’ll buy you a new dress next time."

Nalan Xie waved his hand and turned to leave.

"Nalan!"

The girl suddenly called out to him, her soft gaze filled with a hint of anticipation, "On the third day of the month, I want to visit my sister’s grave. Could you accompany me?"

Nalan Xie was taken aback, then remembered that the third day was the anniversary of the girl’s sister’s death.

Looking at the girl’s slender and delicate figure, he suddenly thought that if he could get rid of the girl at her sister’s grave... surely her sister would be comforted in the underworld.

A smile crept across Nalan Xie’s lips, "Sure."

Watching the man’s figure walk away, Zhang Que’er turned and entered the noodle shop.

The girl held her snacks and rouge and returned to her room, ignoring even her father’s calls.

She closed the door and set the snacks aside.

Then, the girl opened the window and threw out the two boxes of rouge.

Zhang Que’er went to the basin and scrubbed the spot on her forehead where he had touched, as if trying to wash off all defilements, even rubbing her fair forehead until it bled.

The girl looked up at her reflection in the mirror, her face stained with blood, her eyes red and full of intense hatred.

"I will kill you!"

"I will definitely kill you and avenge my sister!!"

Smash!

The mirror shattered.

In the broken mirror, the girl’s fierce face split open.

Just like her heart, filled with hatred.

After calming herself for a long time and suppressing her raging hatred, Zhang Que’er ignored the fresh blood from the cuts on her hands made by the mirror. She walked to the old dressing table, opened a secret drawer, and took out a small bottle.

The bottle was only the size of a fingernail, slightly translucent, revealing a bit of eerie red vapor swirling inside.

Demon Energy!

This bottle of demon energy was accidentally discovered by her from a rag doll belonging to Zhang Yue’er.

Zhang Yue’er’s rag doll had previously split into two parts, and the young girl was very upset about it. But because her family was holding a funeral at the time, she dared not bother her exhausted mother to help mend it.

Zhang Que’er saw it and volunteered to help stitch it up with needle and thread, which is how she found the bottle of demon energy.

Thanks to Nalan Xie occasionally bringing demon energy confiscated during investigations to the noodle shop, she was able to recognize it. It is said that demon energy can not only cure diseases but also enhance cultivation.

So Zhang Que’er secretly kept it.

She firmly believed this substance would help her kill Nalan Xie.

Zhang Que’er stared at her fragmented reflection in the mirror, her pupils slowly darkening and emitting a crimson fog, "Nalan Xie, on the third day, it will be your death anniversary!"

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In the quiet small courtyard with blue bricks and gray tiles, a voluptuous woman elegantly dressed was leisurely pruning a magnolia tree. The beauty was like a landscape painting, naturally harmonious.

Yan Changqing entered the courtyard and sat on the steps, speaking lightly, "I thought you had already left the Capital."

Li Guanshi replied lazily, "I was going to leave, but I sensed that something exciting was about to happen in the Capital, and I didn’t want to miss the drama."

"Lately, I’ve sensed several deep and unfathomable presences lurking in the Capital. Do you think Yelv Shenye, the number one expert from Yanrong, is among them?" Yan Changqing asked.

Historically, the ranking of top martial artists has always been controversial.

Some people are only famous for fame’s sake, some hide away and never show themselves, and some intentionally conceal their abilities... but the most controversial are those experts from barbarian nations outside the Central Plains.

Because of the arrogance of the orthodox Central Plains and some official restrictions, whether it’s the informal or formal rankings, the list of the world’s top ten martial artists including only Yelv Shenye from Yanrong, ranked sixth or sometimes even last, while all the others are cultivators from Dazhou.

As one official put it, "The world belongs to Dazhou, and all martial artists come from Dazhou. How could barbarians be glorified."

Thus, many ordinary people and some individuals in the Jianghu of Dazhou know only of Yelv Shenye from Yanrong and are unaware of other experts, considering Yanrong to have only that one expert.

However, those who have truly cultivated to a certain level and know the inside story never underestimate the Jianghu experts from Yanrong.

Yelv Shenye’s ability to make the list was because he had attempted to assassinate the Emperor four times, the last of which he was only eleven steps away from the Emperor, just one step short of using his famous invincible technique "Ten Steps to Kill."

All four attempts were thwarted by Zhao Wuxiu, who resolved the crises.

Yet, Yelv Shenye always managed to escape unscathed, proving his cultivation level.

Thus, for experts like Yan Changqing, Yelv Shenye’s skill is unquestionably comparable to that of Zhao Wuxiu.

Additionally, during the regime of Empress Dowager Xiao from Yanrong, great efforts were made to collect martial arts from the Central Plains and other nations. A thirteen-story Xiuwu Pavilion was built, using substantial resources to train martial artists loyal to the court. Today, no one dares to underestimate other experts from Yanrong.