Ming Zhu was pushed down by them. A musician with a beauty mark between her eyebrows straddled Ming Zhu and pinched her with both hands. Her eyes were filled with tears as she gritted her teeth. "It's all your fault!
It's all because of you, Feng Chai! "
Ming Zhu naturally knew that Feng Chai was one of the musicians that Shanxue had killed, but she could not make a sound and could not defend herself. She could only struggle desperately in despair and helplessness.
Just as one of the maids raised a vase high and was about to smash her head, they suddenly heard a clear voice.
"Lowly maid!"
The voice came from the doorway, and it was as if a spell had been cast, causing all of them to freeze on the spot.
The maid holding the vase turned around like a stiff mechanical puppet. She saw Shanxue standing at the door with one hand strangling Bi Luo, who was on the verge of death. She was so shocked that the vase in her hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
"All of you must die!"
Shanxue stared at them with a sinister smile. He exerted force in his hand and a cracking sound came from Bi Luo's neck. He had broken Bi Luo's neck and threw her in front of them like a dead dog.
This completely destroyed the courage of the maids and musicians. They screamed in fear. Some of them immediately knelt down and kowtowed, crying and begging for mercy.
The musician who was strangling Ming Zhu also subconsciously let go and stood up in a daze.
They were all agitated and angry just now, but now they were all silent. Some were trembling, some were urinating, and some were crying with their hands over their mouths.
Shanxue gritted his teeth and pointed at them. Just as he was about to cast a spell to kill them all, he suddenly felt an unbearable pain in his body. The mana he had gathered immediately dissipated, and at the same time, his lower abdomen was in pain.
Shanxue spat out a mouthful of blood and his body fell backward.
Ming Zhu was the closest to him and was covered in blood. She was stunned for a moment and could not come back to her senses.
Liu Li and the others were all shocked. They immediately exchanged glances and their thoughts began to drift again.
At the same time, a sharp bird cry suddenly came from outside the house. Liu Li heard it and immediately said, "He can't make it!
Everyone, don't be afraid of him! "
Indeed, at this moment, let alone them, even a child could stab Shanxue to death with a knife.
Shanxue clutched his chest and forced himself to lean against the table and chair to support his body. His gaze was fierce. Although he was on the verge of death, no one dared to step forward to finish him off.
Liuli rolled her eyes and shouted, "Everyone, set the fire!
Burn him to death!! "
After saying that, Liuli took the lead and rushed to the side. She lit the curtains and the flammable windows with the candles that never went out day and night.
With her taking the lead, the others saw that Shanxue was just forcing himself to sit on the ground and did not stop them. They immediately became bold and rushed out one after another. Some brought strong liquor and sprinkled it on the fire. Some brought clothes and threw these expensive clothes into the fire.
Someone else took out a thick sheet of music and wanted to throw it into the fire.
When Ming Zhu saw it, she could not help but cry out: "Don't burn music scores!"
When everyone heard this, the people who were hesitating immediately burned the score without hesitation. Liu Li gritted her teeth and said, "If it weren't for these, how could we have suffered the pain of the Nine Hells!
Burn, burn them all!! "
Very quickly, they frantically took out their daily music scores and even their musical instruments and threw them into the fire.
Everyone set the fire high and in a short while, the fire engulfed the entire mansion. Ming Zhu watched in despair as the fire engulfed her and Shanxue.
Outside the flames, the musicians and maids looked at the two of them with great pleasure. The fire distorted their beautiful faces, and the hatred and malevolence destroyed their elegant temperament.
Liuli shouted loudly: "Sisters, everyone quickly take the money and run!"
Everyone's heart skipped a beat. They realized that this was their only way out because they had conspired to kill Shanxue. If this matter was pursued and they were caught, a quick death was the best way out. Even their families would have to go to the Yellow Springs!
"Yes!
Everyone take the chance to run!
Now that the Spiritual Mountain Sect can't even take care of itself, it's a good chance for everyone! "
"Yes, yes, sisters, let's go!"
"Yes, yes!"
They gradually became bolder and rushed to the other rooms, searching frantically.
Ming Zhu, who was surrounded by the fire in the hall, struggled to crawl in front of Shanxue. It was not because she had any feelings for him, but because she subconsciously felt safer around Shanxue.
Shanxue saw her struggling to crawl over. His angry gaze gradually became calm and painful. He coughed out a mouthful of blood and sighed sadly: "It's a pity that my 'General's Feast', a masterpiece passed down from generation to generation …"
Ming Zhu laughed bitterly: "I didn't think that I would die with you."
Shanxue also laughed bitterly: "I didn't think that I would die in the hands of a woman!"
Ming Zhu sighed: "It's a pity that these musical instruments, a pity that these music scores, a pity that … these masterpieces passed down from generation to generation."
At this moment of life and death, the two of them looked at each other and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.
Both of them were fanatics who viewed music and art above everything else. Similarly, they both had their own shocking talents and gifts. One was originally high up in the clouds, the other was low down in the mud. It was impossible for the two of them to have too many entanglements, but in the end, they became a pair of lovers on the verge of death.
Shanxue's vision gradually blurred and everything around him gradually dimmed. Until the moment before he fainted, he vaguely saw a figure walking out of the flames. The figure looked familiar but he could no longer recognize it. He could only allow the endless darkness to invade him.
Ming Zhu's eyes widened as she looked at the newcomer, as if she could not believe her own eyes. Behind this person was another person she was very familiar with. It was none other than Liuli, the one who instigated and led the group!
Liuli was now obediently following behind this person, like an obedient servant.
Ming Zhu stuttered: "You … Liuli, you …"
Liuli looked up at her and revealed a cold smile. She whispered to the man beside her: "Young Master, what should we do with her?"
This person was none other than Zhan Qisheng, the one who used to be submissive to Shanxue and kneel before him.
Zhan Qisheng was carrying an adult man on his shoulder. It was unclear whether he was dead or alive, but he looked about the same size as Shanxue.
Zhan Qisheng threw the man to Shanxue's side and bent down to carefully examine Shanxue's condition. He nodded in satisfaction and said to Liuli: "Where is the passage to the secret room?"
Liuli immediately whispered: "Young Master, follow me."
Liuli hurried into the room while Ming Zhu watched in shock as Zhan Qisheng carried Shanxue into the room.
Zhan Qisheng walked to the door and turned to look at Ming Zhu. "Follow me if you want to live!"
Ming Zhu shuddered and struggled to get up. She covered her mouth and nose and staggered to catch up.
…
The maids and musicians had no idea that they had become pawns and were being used by someone else. Some of them grabbed some treasures and were about to leave the teleportation platform when they heard the sharp cry of an eagle in the sky.
They looked up to see a man standing on the eagle's back with a spear in his hand, pouncing towards them.
They trembled for a moment, thinking that the truth had been revealed so quickly and that the disciples of the Spiritual Mountain had come to capture them.
The person who came was none other than Li Chengfeng. After escaping from the lava, he predicted that Shanxue would escape back to his residence. While the Sect Leader was fighting Qiong Qi, he chased after Shanxue and killed his way to Shanxue's residence.
Li Chengfeng could not help but be shocked when he saw that Shanxue's residence was engulfed in a sea of fire.
"Where is Shanxue?!"
Li Chengfeng leapt off the eagle's back and grabbed the maidservant closest to him, asking sternly.
The maid was trembling in fear, unable to speak. All she could do was point frantically in the direction of the residence.
Li Chengfeng understood and asked again, "He committed suicide by setting the fire?"
The maid was stunned and immediately nodded furiously. The other maids and musicians snapped back to their senses and agreed. "Yes, yes, he committed suicide by setting the fire when he came back!
That's how we managed to escape! "
One of them cried, "Young Master is dead, and we're not willing to die with him. That's why we fled in all directions. Young Hero, please let us live!"