Boss, she was forced to be the wife

"Quick, kill her!"

Wan Moluo looked at the old village owner who was lying on the ground opposite, still looking like an eagle and a demon with sharp eyes. He couldn't help but find it interesting, and he threw the head just cut off from Zhao Ziqin's shoulder in front of the village owner.
"You!!! You actually killed Ziqin!"

The old village owner was just confused for a moment and then her eyes were splitting. How could she not recognize the head in front of her? This was Zhao Ziqin's head!

At this moment, the old village owner really felt that something was wrong.

A member of the Wan Du Sect died in his own villa. No matter how he explains it, the Wan Du Sect's behavior will never let Lingwei Villa go easily.

But she obviously didn't have much time at this time, so she could only put all her hopes on Wei Xiwen:

"Xiwen! My daughter, look at what good things this person in front of you has done. She has brought Lingwei Villa into injustice!"

"If people from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect find out that Zhao Ziqin is dead, we will face a disaster. Now, only if you kill Wan Mo Luo immediately and present her head to the Ten Thousand Poison Sect can we have a chance of survival!"<

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What the old owner said was sincere, but Wei Xiwen, who was standing, was unmoved.

She glanced at the old manor owner who was lying on the ground and being tortured by the poison. However, the manor's husband was already dead at this time. Only the old manor man was left struggling to hold on with his little internal strength and not die immediately.

Wei Xiwen smiled faintly, then looked up at Wan Mo Luo and asked:

"What do you think?"

After saying this, he walked up to Wan Mo Luo, and the two of them faced the old village owner side by side.

How could the old village owner not understand what it meant at this time, but she was already helpless and filled with anger. She wanted to curse loudly but could only cough up a few mouthfuls of blood.

"Eating everything inside and outside! Why did I give birth to such a white-eyed wolf like you!!!"

Wei Xiwen smiled and didn't care about the old man's insults. He just brushed off the dust on his body and looked more relaxed and relaxed than before.

"It seems that your plan there is going well."

Wan Moluo nodded and stopped looking at the old village owner. Instead, he started talking to Wei Xiwen.

"It seems like something big is going to happen at Lingwei Villa."

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. We are grasshoppers on the same rope now."

"Soon it won't be anymore."

Wan Moluo did not comment on Wei Xiwen's remarks, and his vigilance towards Wei Xiwen has not diminished.

This person is so cruel that he can even kill his own relatives, not to mention that she, Wanmoluo, is just an ordinary person whom she has just met.

"Wei Xicai is dead."

Thinking of Wei Xiwen's relatives, Wan Moluo's eyes dimmed a bit, and he looked at Wei Xiwen with a hint of probing:

"You already knew that once you kill Zhao Ziqin, Wei Xicai will die, right?"

"Yes, of course I know."

Wei Xiwen squatted on the ground, and after making sure that the old village owner's breath had been completely cut off, he stood up and looked at Wan Mo Luo.

At this time, the sky gradually became brighter. The main hall of Lingwei Villa was at the highest point in the villa. Two people stood in the main hall, facing the sky outside, but behind them were countless cold corpses.

"If you don't save him, you have already decided his death."

Wan Moluo didn't ask why she didn't save Wei Xicai, her biological brother.

"Death is his destined fate. Even if I try to stop him, it will be in vain."

Wei Xiwen seemed to feel a little cold. He crossed his hands and put them into his cuffs, watching the sun rising in the distance, and continued:

"Not only me, Xicai also realized his fate. He would not be able to live peacefully until the end of his life."

"Perhaps you think that once I become the new owner of Lingwei Villa, I can keep him. Unfortunately... Lingwei Villa does not need a young master who has lost his chastity and use value. Maybe Xicai can be by your side.

Live, but he must be perfect and flawless here, otherwise death is his best destination."

Wan Moluo was silent for a long time after hearing Wei Xiwen's words, and finally just sighed along with the sunset.

What followed was Wei Xiwen's sigh, and she only heard her sigh and say:

"I really want to keep you and work for me."

Wanmoluo shook her head. She no longer wanted to do anything for anyone. Although she had no choice before, she did not want to be confined to any one place anymore and left Kyoto City.

"It's a pity that you can only escape now. The further away the better."

Zhao Ziqin's death cannot be kept secret for long, the people of Wandu Sect will know it soon.

On the day of the wedding, the bride was beheaded, and the owner of Lingwei Villa and his husband died tragically. Wandu Sect will definitely not let such a blatant thing go.

Just when Wei Xiwen proposed this plan, Wan Moluo raised objections, but in Wei Xiwen's view, no matter how Zhao Ziqin died, the result could not be concealed.

Let the storm come more violently.

Wan Moluo turned his head and looked at Wei Xiwen's thin figure. His fair and fragile neck seemed to be broken with a slight twist. For an instant, he felt a sense of separation from the person who proposed such a bloody plan.

"When I leave, you will tell the Wandu Sect that I killed Zhao Ziqin, right."

Wan Moluo gave a rare smile. Even if Wei Xiwen's plan never mentioned this, she could foresee such an ending.

Only such an ending can save the lives of hundreds of people in Lingwei Villa, and allow Wei Xiwen, the newly succeeded owner of the Villa, to sit firmly in the position of the owner for the time being.

Wandu Sect now needs at least one legitimate owner to investigate Zhao Ziqin's death and hunt down the person who killed Zhao Ziqin.

The reason for killing Zhao Ziqin was also very clear. Everyone in the villa knew that when Zhao Ziqin brought Wei Xicai back, he came back with Wan Mo Luo and several others.

The grievances and disputes between them are just emotional issues and have nothing to do with her, the frail and sick new owner.

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Even Wei Xiwen can say that he has never seen Wan Mo Luo.

And Lingwei Villa can also get rid of the accountability of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.

Except...Wanmaluo himself.

"Your calculation is quite good."

"You are indeed extremely smart"

Wei Xiwen did not comment on Wan Moluo's words, and then said:

"I will indeed blame everything on you, but don't worry, I won't send anyone to really hunt you down. On the contrary, I will help you pass on information when the Ten Thousand Poison Sect is chasing you. I have a good

Place to go."

Wei Xiwen took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Wan Moluo:

"This is a letter of recommendation I wrote to you. You go all the way south to the Xuanyuan Kingdom. The senior sister Gu Qin of the Fuling Sect in the southernmost part of the Xuanyuan Kingdom is an old friend of mine. She will definitely protect you after seeing this letter."<

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"Although the Ten Thousand Poison Sect is tyrannical at the border between the Southern Kingdom and the Xuanyuan Kingdom, it is very afraid of the Fuling Sect in the Xuanyuan Kingdom and will not rashly conflict with them, but..."

Speaking of this, Wei Xiwen hesitated for a moment and then said:

"It's just that this road is dangerous. I can only do this for you. You help me clear the obstacles in Lingwei Villa. I will try my best to help you. But how to get there safely... depends on

Your creation."

Wan Moluo opened the envelope and saw that the recipient of the letter was indeed introducing himself and explaining the current situation of Lingwei Villa. Then he felt relieved and put the letter on his chest and put it away.

At this time, the sky was bright and the sun was rising slowly along the horizon. Wan Moluo and Wei Xiwen bowed to say goodbye and then turned around and left Lingwei Villa.

Looking at the back of Wan Mo Luo leaving alone, Wei Xiwen couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

She has now pulled out the cancer that pierced Lingwei Villa, but she doesn't know whether the Ten Thousand Poison Sect will send anyone else here in the future. The position of this new owner is extremely dangerous.

She said that Wanmoluo's future journey would be shocking every step of the way, and so was she.

I have been working hard for many years, wearing hemp and filial piety, in order to cut down the salary with one move today, but looking forward, there is still a long road ahead. Even if I take the position of the owner of the village, I still have to fight with Wandu Zongxu and the snake to survive in the world.

Seeing Wan Mo Luo's figure walking further and further away, gradually disappearing into the light and shadow, Wei Xiwen retracted his eyes and left the main hall while performing Qing Gong.

Although they met by chance, they cherished each other because they had a common enemy, but they didn't know when and where they would meet next time, and under what circumstances.

Wan Mo Luo successfully left Lingwei Villa through the path Wei Xiwen told him before, and returned to the town where Qiao Runzhi and Dan'er settled. At this time, the sky was already bright, and Wan Mo Luo went to the market first.

I bought three strong horses in the market and moved them back to my residence.

At this time, Qiao Runzhi and Dan'er had already woken up, but looking at Wu Qing in front of them, it was obvious that they were not sleeping peacefully.

Seeing that the door of the room was pushed open, and only Wanmoluo walked in, the two people quickly stepped forward and asked:

"Is everything going well? Where is Xicai?"

Seeing that Wan Mo Luo didn't speak, Qiao Runzhi guessed again:

"Is it because Xicai never wants to come back and is planning to spend his whole life in Lingwei Villa?"

Wan Moluo was silent for a moment after hearing this. He will spend the rest of his days in Lingwei Villa, but the situation in the tomb...

So Wan Moluo told the story in detail. Qiao Runzhi and Dan'er couldn't help but shed tears after hearing the cause and effect of the incident.

Their worst plan was just to think that Wei Xi would stay at Lingwei Villa forever, but they didn't expect that the final takeover would be the separation between heaven and man forever.

But the deceased was gone, and they had no time to grieve any more. They could only suppress the sadness in their hearts for the time being, simply packed their things, and followed Wanmoluo on horseback out of the city.

The few people kept walking, traveling thousands of miles a day, resting carefully at night, heading south, and finally arrived at a water town five days later.

"This is my hometown!"

Dan'er took a deep breath of the air in his hometown and showed a rare sweet smile.

Ever since they learned about Wei Xicai's death, the relationship between the few of them seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds.

They have experienced many things along the way, and have lost many companions. They all think that now all the hardships have come to an end, and even if they cannot travel together, they can feel at ease just knowing that the other person is well.

But now the farther we go, the heavier we feel.

So after finally arriving at Dan'er's hometown, a few people just found an inn to stay.

"It would be great if Brother Xicai was still here. We agreed to come to my hometown to see it together."

Dan'er's words turned the atmosphere into a sad one again, and Qiao Runzhi comforted him:

"Then we must take a good look at your hometown on behalf of Xicai."

Wanmoluo was standing by the window. It was a refreshing day today, and a black and white pigeon was standing by the window cooing.

He looked at Wanmoluo and then flew away.

But there was a piece of paper in Wan Moluo's hand, and the paper contained the current situation of Lingwei Villa.

In just a few days, the people of Wandu Sect already knew the news that Zhao Ziqin had been killed.

Although there was some element of Wei Xiwen releasing the news, the Ten Thousand Poison Sect acted faster.

Everything was going smoothly, Zhao Ziqin and the owner of the village died at the same time, and Wei Xiwen was the only heir to this huge Lingwei Villa.

It's just that the Wandu Sect didn't want to let Wei Xiwen off easily, and carried out severe accountability for Zhao Ziqin's death.

It's just that Wei Xiwen's protective attitude due to her long-term illness and seclusion easily blocked all of this. She even claimed that she had never even seen Wan Moluo's face.

Although the people in the Ten Thousand Poison Sect are still very suspicious of Wei Xiwen, who has taken the biggest advantage, there is nothing they can do against her for the time being.

Now Wei Xiwen just found the right time to reluctantly send this letter.

The Ten Thousand Poison Sect already knew that the person who carried out the poison was Wan Moluo, but they were very wary of the fact that Zhao Ziqin had a sword wound exclusively for the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.

Nowadays, the Ten Thousand Poison Sect has begun to suspect that there is a ghost within its sect, so while sending people to issue a kill order in the arena, it is also monitoring the existence of the ghost within the sect.

Wei Xiwen's plan was not wrong at all, they really made things worse.

Wan Moluo turned to look at Qiao Runzhi and Dan'er, who were still eating. He knew that he could not stay in this Jiangnan water town for too long, but seeing the two of them trying to cheer up and be happy, he felt a little unbearable.

She has been in this world for so long, which has changed the main story line. Her husbands who once stayed with the heroine are now scattered for various reasons.

But is what she did right or wrong?

Wei Xicai lost his life because he followed him. If he had been with the heroine in the first place, relying on the aura of the heroine in the story, even if his life was unsatisfactory, he would not have lost his life.

Similarly, Qiao Runzhi and Dan'er who are following him now, how can he save their lives and let them live safely?

For the first time, Wanmoluo had doubts about his decision at that time, and felt disgusted and helpless about his own actions. Maybe he should have left alone at that time, so as not to harm innocent people.

But now, where should she go...