lthough she was sad and unwilling, there was still a faint relief in her heart. At least this way, she didn't have to let a child live a miserable life from birth.And this time, with the arrival of an...Absence makes the heart grow fonder, but after having this person in my heart, longing has truly become a pain that exists even in every breath. Qin Luo's eyes were blurred by tears, she raised her hand to wipe them, fearing that she might miss even the slightest chance to see clearly that man.

Fu Zi Mo stood on the rooftop of the courtyard. The moonlight became his most perfect foil. There are some people who can easily attract everyone's attention in any situation.

Several dozen men in black appeared beside him. One woman had a curvaceous figure. Although her face was covered, Qin Luoyan recognized her at once—Ni Wan. Ni Wan's gaze fell on Ling Hao's hand, and she suddenly felt a twinge of fear. To dare hold the master's woman in his arms like this...Although the battle hadn't begun, she already felt sympathy for this young master of the Ling family.

Ling Hao was still stunned by the sudden appearance of the crowd on the rooftop. This was the Ling family's manor, not an ordinary peasant's house. Not to mention the ironclad defenses here, even the location wasn't something ordinary people would know. But these people had somehow found it.

"You... are Nan Yue Guo Wu Xuan Wang's son, Fu Zi Mo" Ling Hao's eyes were sharp, his pupils burning with anger.

Fu Zi Mo remained expressionless, looking down at him from his elevated position. He did not answer his question but instead raised his sleeve, a gust of wind shot out, aimed directly at Ling Hao. Ling Hao only felt a weight on his body and fell to the ground. The person in his hand was also flung away.

Fu ZiMo gracefully descended from the roof, appearing slow but actually swift as lightning, nearly perfectly catching Qin LuoYan who had flown over.

The familiar scent hit her all of a sudden, a light yet exquisite sandalwood fragrance. Qin Luo Yan leaned against his chest, her heart pounding like a startled deer. A part of her, deep down, felt an undeniable shyness, the kind only a young girl could have. Was this what it felt like to be in love

“Shy” Fu Zimuo lowered his head and saw her shy expression. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the pain he had endured for days seemed to vanish in that instant.

"Uh..." Qin Luoyan raised her head in a daze, foolishly touching her cheek. The feeling was slightly warm, making her feel even more embarrassed. She lightly punched his chest with a fist, but remained silent.

This kind of pounding wasn't anything to Fu Zimu, he smiled and put her down, "I'll settle with you later."

"Accounting Qin Luoyan pouted unhappily. Listening to his tone, it was as if she had done something wrong. Had his straight man disease flared up again"

"You dared to touch my woman, will you remove your own hands or shall I do it for you" Fu Zimu looked at Ling Hao coldly. His gaze was even more piercing than Ling Hao's.

Fu Zimu, a killing god who walked off the battlefield, was in stark contrast to Ling Hao, a young master raised in a honeypot. Not knowing is one thing, but once compared, Ling Hao's figure immediately seemed thin and weak.

"What a brazen claim! As the eldest son of the Ling family, I, Ling Hao, don't just remove my arms on your say-so. You, a discarded child of the Rong family" Ling Hao clenched his fists and roared at the people around him: "What are you all waiting for Quickly summon everyone to teach these lowly scum a lesson!"

Chen Tian was even more aggrieved by being yelled at. This Ling Dashao only thought of looking for reinforcements now He had thought of it long ago, but the signal he sent out a long time ago received no response. It was obvious that except for these people left in this courtyard, everyone else in the manor had been controlled.

"Chen Tian! You think you're too big for me now, don't you listen to my orders anymore" Ling Hao was furious and vented his anger on the people around him. He kicked Chen Tian in the knee, causing him to kneel down in pain.

Chen Tian gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with resentment and anger, as he stiffly replied: "Young Master, my subordinate had already sent a signal earlier, but no one came."

"No one came. What does that mean" Ling Hao absolutely couldn't accept that he was already at a disadvantage before the battle even began.

Chen Tianzheng was about to speak, but Fu Zimuo calmly interrupted him.

Fu Zi Mo shook his head, sighed, and said: "I really didn't expect that the most powerful Ling family in a once-hidden clan would have fallen to such a state. The heir apparent of such a Ling family is actually as foolish as this. Since we can appear here, do you think those people in the outer court are still alive now"

"You, you... You dare!" Ling Hao stepped back in shock, "The Rong family doesn't even dare to compete with my Ling family, you, a discarded son of the Rong family, you dare to hurt me!"

"Then how many times do you want me to say it" Fu Zimu seemed a little impatient. "I've already done what I needed to do, and you only come to ask if I dare Isn't that rather ridiculous What about the Ling family If I were a cowardly person who feared death, do you think I would have lived until now"

Even at the age of five, he was not afraid of death.

Fu Zimu's words filled Ling Hao with fear of death. From birth to now, his father had protected him well, never letting him encounter such danger. So when Fu Zimu said those words, he knew that the killing intent emanating from Fu Zimu was real.

Fu Zi Mo wanted to kill him, he felt it.

Ling Hao was a little flustered. He looked around at the people around him. Only Chen Tian and a dozen or so others were protecting him. He swallowed nervously, weighed the pros and cons, and then made a decision. “Ling Tian, cover my retreat!”

Back!

It would be more straightforward to say "escape" outright. Chen Tian and the others were elite operatives carrying out missions, and they had no shortage of experience with killing and taking heads. In this situation, anyone with a shred of reason wouldn't let anyone escape. They understood the principle of "cut the grass and eradicate the roots, don't let the tiger return to the mountains." These people who lived on the edge of a knife knew it well.

"Young Master, let's fight to the death." Chen Tian didn't run away, but drew his weapon.

At this time, fleeing would be equivalent to leaving your back exposed to the enemy, leading to a quicker death.

"Chen Tian, do you think you can stand up to him" Chen Tian rarely refuted Ling Hao's words so directly.

Ling Hao seemed to have not expected this. At this moment, Chen Tian actually dared to give him a look, which made him even more furious. He slapped Chen Tian's face, "Chen Tian, you are a slave, and I am the master. Remember your identity!"

Chen Tian was slapped, and his heart felt even more stifled. However, he gritted his teeth and endured it. There was just more discontent and resentment in his eyes. He ignored Ling Hao and shouted to his brothers behind him: "Prepare for battle, fight to the death!"

“Yes!” The people behind him surprisingly obeyed Chen Tian, each one bracing themselves.

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( : b/23/23838/) stance from her.Mr. Zhou waved his hand, sighed, and couldn't help but raise his hand to touch Qin Luoyan's head. His gaze at her was also filled with sadness, which made Qin Luoyan a little confused...