659: Chapter 659 The Death of Fu Hong

On the other side.

Qin Chen held Liu Jinfeng, moved, and landed in the courtyard of Liu Ruyan.

Liu Ruyan pushed open the door and came out; without even glancing at Qin Chen, she bowed directly to Liu Jinfeng: "Aunt, why have you come?"

Liu Jinfeng did not speak, only glancing at Qin Chen.

Qin Chen could not be bothered to waste words.

With a thought, a strand of Origin of Chaos flew from between his eyebrows, slithering like a snake into the space between the eyebrows of Liu Ruyan.

The face of Liu Ruyan turned pale instantly.

She hurriedly mobilized her Nascent Soul Power to resist, but what panicked her even more was that her body could not move—it was completely immobilized.

She watched helplessly as Qin Chen traced the character "Slave" in mid-air, her lips trembling in fear.

Her mind was a complete mess at this moment.

"You clearly fell for the Slave Contract Secret Method, why is it ineffective? Also, why can I not see through your strength? What is going on here?"

"You... you..."

Her voice trembled as she watched the Slave mark drill into her forehead.

"Pfft—!"

The poison within her body could no longer be suppressed, frantically surging toward her Meridians, bone marrow, Dantian, Sea of Consciousness, and Divine Soul.

Her whole body shuddered, and she turned her head to shout at Liu Jinfeng: "Aunt... Aunt... Save me, quickly save me..."

But the Slave Contract mark had already been deeply branded into her Divine Soul.

She could feel an extra force within her Divine Soul—a force from Qin Chen that she could not resist at all.

This force made her unable to control her own thoughts, just like an instinct carved into her bones.

As long as she saw Qin Chen or thought of Qin Chen, nothing else mattered.

She could live for him, and die for him.

Her mind was filled with him.

Her eyes slowly softened, and when she looked at Qin Chen again, she had become a different person.

Qin Chen looked at her gaze and nodded with satisfaction: "Mm, not bad."

Before Liu Ruyan could react, Qin Chen had already walked over, scooped her up, entered the room, closed the door behind him, and placed her on the bed.

The poison was currently spreading wildly within her body.

She looked at Qin Chen with dazed eyes, her consciousness already beginning to blur.

Qin Chen moved his thoughts, sweeping his Divine Thought across her entire body.

The Ice-Fire Evil Poison was indeed overbearing.

The toxin was rampaging through her Meridians, internal organs, Qi Sea, Dantian, Nascent Soul, Sea of Consciousness, and bone marrow, devouring all vitality.

"I wonder if this poison works on Venerable Tianming and Liu Xuerong. I will try it on Liu Xuerong next time."

Qin Chen stroked his chin, this thought flashing through his mind.

Looking at Liu Ruyan again, her forehead was covered in sweat, her legs were rubbing together unconsciously, and her body was twisting slightly; she was clearly tortured severely by the poison.

Qin Chen frowned.

He could not pretend to be a gentleman now.

If he did not help her detoxify, she would definitely die.

Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda—he had no choice but to sacrifice himself.

With the thought flashing by, he hesitated no longer and pounced on her.

Soon, the room was filled with spring scenery.

The scent of hormones drifted out through the door crack, catching Liu Jinfeng right in the nose.

Listening to the creaking of the bed boards in the room and the intermittent, soft moans of Liu Ruyan, she felt an inexplicable heat rising in her body.

She licked her lips, and her legs unconsciously pressed together.

Warm and intimate times always pass quickly.

Before one knew it, the sky had brightened.

After dressing, Qin Chen walked out of the room and sat down in the pavilion in the courtyard.

A rosy-faced Liu Ruyan followed behind him, head lowered, her ears burning red.

Liu Jinfeng had stood in the pavilion for several hours, her legs stiff from standing.

Seeing Qin Chen come over, her voice softened a little: "Young Master, is there anything you need me to do today?"

This hint was quite obvious.

Qin Chen glanced at her, swallowed, shook his head, and suddenly remembered Fu Hong and Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi would listen to the orders of Fu Hong today and go to Wangyue Tower to test Huang Yi, only to run right into Fragrant Lord Qiao, who was looking for him.

Thinking of this, he moved his thoughts, and his Divine Thought directly covered the entire Imperial Capital.

Countless noisy sounds, auras, and faces flooded into his Sea of Consciousness.

The entire Imperial Capital was in his Sea of Consciousness, as clear as if he were looking down at it with a magnifying glass.

He filtered the information layer by layer and finally locked onto two people in the living room of a residence in the south of the city.

One was a Man in White, handsome in appearance, holding a folding fan, with Foundation Establishment cultivation.

There was no need to guess; this was Fu Hong.

The other was a middle-aged man with Grandmaster cultivation.

This was Zhao Yi.

Fu Hong rubbed his folding fan and snorted coldly at Zhao Yi: "You investigated back and forth, only to tell me that the one who killed Princess Yiyue is named Huang Yi? And he is only in the Xiantian Realm? Are you stupid, or am I stupid?"

After Eunuch Xiang died, Fu Hong did not dare to show himself, so he had to bring Zhao Yi to investigate.

"My Lord, I also found out one thing."

Zhao Yi lowered his voice: "At that time, Huang Yi looked up at the sky and cupped his hands, saying—'Thank you, Senior, for helping me take revenge.'"

Fu Hong narrowed his eyes and nodded: "That makes sense. That person is highly likely to be in the Heavenly Human Realm."

He smiled at Zhao Yi: "Zhao Yi, if you can find this person, I will count it as a great contribution for you. But do not alert the enemy; just knowing the identity of the other party is enough."

Zhao Yi smiled and nodded: "Understood, My Lord, rest assured. I will go and test Huang Yi now and will definitely find the person behind the scenes."

"Remember, do not kill him yet, otherwise it will alert the enemy," Fu Hong added.

Qin Chen "watched" the two talking and frowned slightly.

He looked at Liu Jinfeng, raised his hand to grab, and the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi gathered into two faces—Fu Hong and Zhao Yi.

"Jinfeng."

"These two are named Fu Hong and Zhao Yi. You might know that Fu Hong."

"Go to the largest residence in the south of the city and help me eliminate them."

Liu Jinfeng glanced at the images, her expression showing no fluctuation, and she nodded before flashing away.

After Liu Jinfeng left, Liu Ruyan slowly walked behind Qin Chen, raised her hands, and began to gently knead his shoulders.

At the same time.

Liu Jinfeng suddenly appeared in front of Fu Hong and Zhao Yi.

Both of them were stunned.

When Fu Hong saw who it was, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly bowed and bent over: "Greetings, Second Elder!"

Zhao Yi had his mouth hung open, his eyes widened into circles, and his legs were shaking uncontrollably.

He dared not even imagine what kind of strength was required for such a means of appearing out of thin air.

Liu Jinfeng did not speak, looking at the two coldly, and slowly raised her hand.

The invisible Law of Death, carrying the power of destruction, drilled into their bodies.

The two felt something strange in their bodies devouring everything.

Their internal organs began to dissolve, followed by their skin, legs, and hands...

Zhao Yi was still bewildered, watching helplessly as his hands disappeared, then his legs disappeared, and finally, everything went black before his eyes, and his consciousness dissipated completely.

Fu Hong watched in shock as his hands disintegrated and dissipated bit by bit, shouting in panic: "Second Elder, what is the meaning of this? My Fu Family has been loyal to the Liu Clan Immortal Family with all our hearts..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he completely dissipated.

To his death, he never understood what had happened.

Liu Jinfeng looked at the empty living room, her eyes calm and waveless, and she vanished with a flash.

She had done this kind of thing too many times.

The number of people who had died at her hands was at least in the hundreds of millions.

For instance, annihilating a Sect or a city, she would not even blink, let alone two ants.

Qin Chen "watched" Liu Jinfeng take action, unable to help but admire her.

How could she kill without blinking?

And without even a ripple in her heart?

If he could cultivate a large number of such assassins, would it not save a lot of trouble when assassinating the Prodigies of the Heavenly Palace in the future?

As he thought about it, time passed bit by bit.

Today, he did not go to Wangyue Tower to run into Cheng Rongrong; he only sent a message for Fragrant Lord Qiao to come to this residence to find him and settle down here first.

In a blink of an eye, it was the next day.

This time he did not simulate in the early morning—because he had been busy all night.

He came to the pavilion early in the morning and sat down.

Liu Jinfeng had already brewed tea—cloud mist spirit sprout steeped in creation divine nectar.

Qin Chen sipped the spirit tea while beginning his simulation, feeling so satisfied in his heart.