Chapter 2594
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The door was pushed open. Ming Yu looked up and saw a masked woman walk in. Although she could see her eyes and brows, she couldn't tell what she looked like at all.
"Who are you?" Ming Yu tilted her head and looked at her. She could sense that this woman had come with ill intentions.
Lu Wushuang sized up the 11-year-old girl in front of her coldly. She could tell at a glance that she was Xiao Yao's daughter.
"Aren't you afraid at all?" Lu Wushuang looked at Ming Yu coldly. Her heart was filled with an overwhelming hatred.
The Young Emperor was supposed to marry her. If not for Xiao Yao's appearance, everything would have been within her expectations.
"Will you kill me?" Ming Yu asked. "If you won't, why should I be afraid?"
Lu Wushuang took a few steps closer to Ming Yu. She could see this beautiful little girl more clearly. "How do you know that I won't kill you?"
Ming Yu smiled at her. "You're not a demon, are you?"
"You can tell?" Lu Wushuang narrowed her eyes. Even if she appeared in front of those demons, they wouldn't be able to tell that she wasn't a demon. Mo Mingyu was just a mortal. How could she know?
"Yes." Ming Yu nodded. In fact, she didn't know how she could tell either. She just felt that this woman was different from those demons.
Lu Wushuang snorted. "It seems that you're not completely a mortal."
Mo Rongzhan was the Young Emperor of Jiutian. Even if Xiao Yao's identity was low, she could barely be considered half a god. Their daughter would definitely know something.
"Do you know why I brought you here?" Lu Wushuang sat down. She wanted to kill Xiao Yao's daughter and let her know what it was like to lose the most important person, but she couldn't do that.
If she really killed Mo Mingyu, Mo Rongzhan would definitely destroy her godhead.
He would really do that.
Ming Yu rested her chin on her hand and looked at Lu Wushuang. "Do you want to use me to threaten my father or my mother?"
"Since you're so smart, guess why I want to capture you?" This Mo Mingyu wasn't like Xiao Yao at all. She was more cunning and smart than Xiao Yao. She was also very bold and wasn't afraid of being killed.
Ming Yu pouted and looked at her disdainfully. "Didn't I tell you? You just want to use me to threaten my parents. My father is the Jiutian Young Emperor. You are neither a demon nor a Blood Demon. You are similar to Aunt Tang, but much stronger. I guess you are also from the Jiutian Divine Clan, right? "
Lu Wushuang's face darkened as she stared coldly at Ming Yu.
She didn't expect the little girl to be able to guess it.
Although Lu Wushuang's face was covered and she couldn't see her expression, Ming Yu could feel the change in her. It seemed that she had guessed correctly.
"The God Race is actually mingling with the Demonic Beasts!" Ming Yu said with a smile. "What exactly do you want to do?"
"Are you really not afraid of me killing you!" Lu Wushuang coldly said.
Ming Yu smiled and said, "Of course I am. Are you afraid of my father?"
Lu Wushuang stretched out her hand to strangle Ming Yu's neck. Yan Xiaoliu immediately blocked her, "Stop!"
"Scram!" Lu Wushuang glared at Yan Xiaoliu and swept her other hand over.
Yan Xiaoliu immediately felt a sharp pain in his Qihai. He couldn't circulate his spiritual power and his whole body was knocked against the wall. He fell to the ground and couldn't move.
"What are you doing to Xiaoliu!" Ming Yu shouted.
"Don't think that I won't dare to kill you just because you are the daughter of the Young Emperor." Lu Wushuang strangled Ming Yu. If she was really angered, she would really go all out.
Ming Yu raised her leg to kick Lu Wushuang. "Then try it. If you dare to hurt a single hair on my head, my father won't let you go. You must be very ugly, otherwise why would you wear a veil? How dare you like my father? Have you seen my mother? Be it in the past or now, she is the most beautiful woman in the world. You can't compare to my mother at all. "
Lu Wushuang had seen Xiao Yao before, but she hadn't seen the reincarnated Ye Zhen. She thought that it was about the same. Even if she was somewhat beautiful, she was timid and only knew how to stand behind Mo Rongzhan.
She didn't deserve to be the Young Emperor's concubine at all.
"Who is your mother? She's a lowly person. How can a mortal daughter be worthy of the Ninth Heaven? If it weren't for the Young Emperor, she would have died a long time ago." Lu Wushuang said angrily.
"My mother is nothing. She is a woman my father dotes on. You are the one who is nothing!" Ming Yu snorted. She wouldn't allow Lu Wushuang to slander her mother. In her mind, no other woman in the world was better than her mother.
Lu Wushuang thought of the humiliation she had suffered, and the resentment in her heart grew stronger. "You're courting death!"
She didn't control her spiritual pressure. Even Yan Xiaoliu couldn't withstand it, let alone a mortal like Ming Yu.
"Ming Yu …" Yan Xiaoliu's mouth was overflowing with blood, and his eyes were filled with worry and fear. This woman's spiritual pressure was too strong. Ming Yu couldn't protect herself without spiritual power. This spiritual pressure was definitely enough to kill her.
"If you die, I will throw you into the Heavenly Castle and let the Young Emperor think you were killed by Wen Tian. When that happens, Wen Tian and your father will fight to the death again. Who do you think your mother will help? Little Yao betrayed the Young Emperor to save Wen Tian. "Lu Wushuang looked at Ming Yu's pained expression and felt a sense of satisfaction.
Ming Yu shouted, "Do you think my father will believe you?"
"Then let's try." Lu Wushuang snorted. She didn't notice how Ming Yu could still speak. Even Yan Xiaoliu's Qi Sea was injured by her spiritual pressure, so why was Ming Yu still fine?
"Just you wait. My father will kill you. Also, my father won't like an ugly monster like you!" Ming Yu shouted.
Lu Wushuang was so angry that her eyes turned red. She wanted nothing more than to cut Ming Yu into pieces.
"You dare call me an ugly monster!" Lu Wushuang was furious.
Ming Yu was choked and couldn't speak anymore. She struggled with all her might and grabbed Lu Wushuang's wrist with both hands. Her palms felt strangely hot, but she didn't notice it. She only felt as if something was sucking into her palm.
"What's going on?" Lu Wushuang's expression changed. She felt her spiritual power disappear at an alarming rate.
The spiritual pressure in the room lessened. Lu Wushuang looked at Ming Yu in shock. More than half of the spiritual power in her Qi Sea had disappeared …
"You …" Lu Wushuang stared at Ming Yu's hand. She could suck away other people's spiritual power?
"Yan Xiaoliu, are you okay?" Ming Yu regained her freedom. She couldn't care less about why Lu Wushuang had let her go. She hurriedly ran towards Yan Xiaoliu.
Lu Wushuang looked at her wrist and then at Ming Yu in disbelief. She had never encountered such a situation before.
A mortal! How could she suck away an Exalted God's spiritual power!
She had only heard of ghostly cultivators having such skills. But Mo Ming Yu wasn't a ghostly cultivator. She was just a mortal and had never practiced any skills. How did she do it?
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