I'm a princess, so what if I have three husbands?

Chapter 249 Puppet Takes Over

At that moment, Zisang Luoye suddenly groaned, as if she had been stabbed in the abdomen and blood was slowly flowing from the corner of her mouth.

Before anyone could react, they looked at him after hearing his voice.

At this moment, they saw Zi Sangqi, who looked about five-tenths like them, standing there with a cold smile on his lips.

He was also shrouded in purple mist, but he wasn't under any witchcraft; his eyes were filled with greed.

His brother and father, whom he had always "respected," had now all disappeared before his eyes.

No one will ever be a stumbling block for him again.

He was never valued from a young age and always lived in the shadow of his two brothers.

There's always someone taking advantage of him. He compares himself to his two older brothers, who are ruthless in their words.

But they let them go time and time again, and even hesitated when it came to cooperation.

Those who hesitate will be defeated!

He was nothing like his two indecisive brothers or his greedy and lustful father!

"Brother Fallen Leaves, you didn't expect it to be me, did you?"

No one expected it, because his aura was so similar to that of the Zi Sang brothers.

After parting ways at West Demon Mountain, they never saw him again, but unexpectedly, he had always been by their side.

Zisang Luoye looked at his seemingly harmless younger brother with disbelief: "Why..."

"You talk too much nonsense. Of course, it's for the sake of our Zisang clan!"

Because in his heart he felt that the two of them alone could not lead Zisang out of this Ghostly Sorrow Abyss.

"Who told you to be twins? I never intended to take the Su brothers' eyes in the first place."

Zi Sangqi was laughing maniacally, and he held Zi Sangluoye's lifeline in his hands.

No one dared to approach him; if he exerted just a little more force, he could end Zisang Luoye's life.

"Brother Fallen Leaves, don't blame your younger brother. Blame them. Take one last look at them."

Zi Sangqi pinched Zi Sangluoye's chin, making him look around so he could see their faces clearly.

Zhongli Yueluo had planned everything, but she never expected it to be Zisang Qi!

Zisang Luoye looked puzzled, then her eyes were filled with heartache.

Honestly, they were quite good to their younger brother.

I never realized he had such a dark side.

His hand trembled as he covered his wound, then slowly raised it, revealing a patch of bright red blood.

He then gave Su Fengling a self-deprecating sneer and said, "I lost. Kill me!"

He would rather die at Su Fengling's hands than at the hands of his own younger brother.

"Death? Brother Fallen Leaf, you're making it too easy for you."

The sword was slowly pulled out of his body, and he knelt on the ground.

He covered his wound with both hands, feeling as if it would never heal.

It turned out that the sword was imbued with fox clan witchcraft. Zi Sangqi's eyes were filled with excitement. From this day forward, Guichouyuan would be his domain.

"I forgot, they said it was supposed to be done while the person is alive? Tsk tsk, that's really cruel."

A small dagger appeared in his hand without him noticing, and he gently patted Zisang Luoye's face.

Those golden eyes flashed with a cold light, unable to believe why his brother had become like this!

Zi Sangqi grabbed his collar, and their faces slowly drew closer. His eyes were filled with malice and madness.

"Brother Fallen Leaf, those eyes are so beautiful, I really want them!"

He had a simple smile on his face.

The dagger slowly slid from his chin down to his brow, the blade dangling left and right around his eye socket.

"Can't!"

Zhongli Yueluo's eyes twitched. If he were to gouge out his eyes, the crisis at Dongmo Mountain would be even greater!

"Brother Fallen Leaves, did you hear that? It's your former enemy begging for mercy?"

"Su Fengling, you coward, why don't you kill me now! Do you want them to succeed?!"

Zisang Luoye looked at Su Fengling almost pleadingly, and at this moment he was the closest he had ever been to him.

"Zisang Qi, do you think that by killing me and killing your father, the people of Guichouyuan will obey your orders?"

"I didn't say I wanted to kill you, I just think your eyes are too beautiful! My dear Fallen Leaf Brother!"

As he spoke, the tip of his knife slowly sank into his eye socket, and those around him dared not approach.

Zhongli Yueluo sighed softly. Since things have already progressed to this point, then let's kill them!

Her eyes darkened, revealing a cold glint, and her innocent face was filled with murderous intent!

"Little brother, do it!"

Zi Sangqi seemed to have known all along that they would make a move.

The knife tip pierced his eye socket twice, and a whole eyeball fell into his hand.

In a short while, they gouged out his other eye as well, and Zisang covered his eyes with fallen leaves.

At that moment, his world turned dark, and all he could see in his mind were the faces of the last people he saw.

"My beloved Fallen Leaf Brother, Ghost Sorrow Abyss is mine, and from now on, the entire Southern Demon Mountain will be mine too! Hahahaha..."

Only the bloodstained dagger lay on the ground, and Zi Sangqi disappeared into a purple mist.

Zhongli Yueluo gritted her teeth and stomped her foot. Their only two objectives for this trip had failed!

Fortunately, Su Fengjun's poison has been cured, and there is no chaos on the border of Nanmo Mountain.

All they need to do is go and see the Demon Lord of Nanmo Mountain.

She also had to meet her mother, whom she had never met before.

Sending troops to suppress this border region meant that at least... Southern Demon Mountain was not destroyed.

Was Zhongli Yueluo looking in the direction where Zisang Qi disappeared, already eyeing Dongmo Mountain again?

This time the process is much faster than the last time. It seems that Wanmojian is really impatient!

"Sister?" Su Fengling shook her shoulder.

The fallen leaves of Zisang had curled up into the shape of a shrimp. He was filled with regret, but he could not shed tears; he could only bleed!

"What about him?" he asked again.

“He is suffering more from being alive than from being dead, but Guichouyuan still needs a puppet.”

Zhongli Yueluo turned around and gave him a cold look.

"Little brother, do you understand?"

Su Fengling nodded, a hint of fear rising in her heart.

She always inadvertently revealed that cold, eerie expression.

Su Fengjun helped Zisang Luoye up and sprinkled her with their Ghost Clan's secret wound medicine.

His expression was like that of a dead man; in an instant, everything had vanished.

"Su Fengling, I am no longer worthy to be your opponent. Kill me!"

He screamed in agony, he really wanted to die and end it all!

Zhongli Yueluo was a little impatient and squatted down in front of him.

She grabbed his chin: "So what if you don't have eyes? You're shrewd, aren't you!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, but they all knew what he was thinking.

However, this requires a high level of cultivation to be able to perceive everything around them clearly.

"Just focus on your cultivation; your brother might not necessarily die." Then she turned his head to the side.

He stood up and wiped the blood from his hands: "Zisang Luoye is the Demon Lord of the Sorrowful Abyss Palace."

She wants to put this blind puppet in power!