"Substitute?"
Tang Yuehua's brows instantly turned into knots, and the hand holding Wraith Soul Ring suddenly tightened, with his nails deeply embedded in his palms. There was undisguised humiliation and anger in his tone. "I, Tang Yuehua, am the eldest daughter of the Clear Sky Sect, how could I let a lowly soldier die for me? This is simply a great shame and humiliation!"
"What a shame and humiliation?" Xue Qinghe sneered, took a step forward, and his gaze was as sharp as a knife, piercing directly into her eyes, "Compared to the Clear Sky Sect's family being exterminated, and compared to your eldest brother Tang Xiao being nailed to the pillar of shame, what is this humiliation?"
"Do you think Ning Fengzhi is a fool? He has already guessed that you did it. Chen Xin is on the way to the Clear Sky Sect now. It won't be long before they know the truth. When Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect unites with the Spirit Hall to suppress the situation, your eldest brother will be regarded as your accomplice, and he will be cast into a bronze man with you, kneeling at the feet of Angel God Statue forever like your second brother!"
His voice was like a heavy hammer, hitting Tang Yuehua's heart one after another.
Tang Yuehua's face instantly turned pale as a sheet, and the hand holding Wraith Soul Ring began to tremble slightly.
Yes, she can not care about her own life or death, and she can not care about the rebuke of everyone in the world, but she cannot care about Tang Xiao.
That is her only relative in this world.
Seeing her shaken look, Xue Qinghe's tone softened a bit, but still had an unquestionable firmness. "This is the only way at the moment. Only by letting 'Tang Yuehua' die can Ning Fengzhi temporarily stop and your brother can survive. Only in this way can you continue to lurk in the dark, accumulate strength, and wait for the opportunity for revenge."
"Otherwise, within three days, you and your eldest brother will both be reduced to ashes."
Tang Yuehua was silent.
She bit her lip until she tasted blood, then she slowly raised her head. The madness and paranoia in her eyes were covered by a layer of cold determination. "Okay. I promise you. But the substitute must be exactly the same as me, without any flaws. If Ning Fengzhi and the others see the clues, everything will be in vain."
"Don't worry." Xue Qinghe raised an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth, turned around and clapped his hands.
The secret door of the elegant room slowly opened, and two maids in black walked in escorting a woman.
When he saw the woman's face clearly, Tang Yuehua stood up suddenly and his pupils shrank suddenly.
The woman in front of me actually looks exactly like her!
The same eyebrows, the same face shape, the same height, and even the way she walks is exactly the same as hers.
If the two of them weren't wearing different clothes, even Tang Yuehua himself could hardly tell who was real and who was fake.
"Her name is A Yue. I picked her out of the orphanage ten years ago." Xue Qinghe said calmly. "In the past ten years, she has been imitating your words and deeds, learning your music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She even imitated your eating habits and small movements perfectly. Except that there is no Soul Power, she is the second Tang Yuehua."
Tang Yuehua walked up to A Yue and reached out to lift her chin.
Amu's eyes were empty, without any sparkle, like a soulless puppet. Obviously, she had been controlled by Xue Qinghe with drugs and secret techniques for a long time, and she had no thoughts of her own at all.
"Very good." Tang Yuehua nodded with satisfaction, a cruel light flashed in his eyes, "Since she is so like me, let her finish the last journey for me."
She slowly raised her right hand, and Wraith Soul Ring, as black as ink, floated in the palm of her hand. Dark red lines crawled crazily on the surface of the ring. Countless ferocious resentful souls came out of the ring and let out shrill screams.
"Resentful Soul·Puppet Technique!"
The cold voice fell, and Wraith Soul Ring suddenly burst out with a burst of dazzling black light.
Countless black threads shot out from the ring, wrapped around A Yue's body like poisonous snakes, and penetrated into her seven orifices and limbs.
A Yue's body trembled violently, and a painful whimper came from his throat.
Her eyes slowly turned into the same pure black color as Tang Yuehua, and the expression on her face became exactly the same as Tang Yuehua. Even the aura of resentful souls exuding from her body was exactly the same.
Tang Yuehua injected a ray of his original resentful soul into A Yue's body, and at the same time buried a self-destruction rune deep in her soul.
"From now on, you are Tang Yuehua." Tang Yuehua pressed against A Yue's ear, his voice cold and bewitching, "You are going to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, confess all your crimes, and then die in their hands. Remember, you cannot expose me, nor can you expose His Highness the Crown Prince."
A Yue nodded numbly and repeated mechanically, "I am Tang Yuehua. I want to go to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to confess my crime, and then die in their hands."
Looking at the puppet in front of him who looked exactly like himself, Tang Yuehua's lips curved into a cold smile.
Xue Qinghe nodded. "In this way, all the blame will be put on you, the 'dead man'. No matter how angry Ning Fengzhi is, he can't argue with a dead man. The nobles can also get an explanation, and Heaven Dou Empire the situation will be stabilized."
Tang Yuehua looked at him. "What about me?"
"Don't worry." Xue Qinghe walked up to her, patted her shoulder, and said with a hint of comfort, "I will arrange a new identity for you, let you leave Heaven Dou City temporarily, and go to the border to avoid the limelight. After a few months, when the limelight has passed, I will bring you back."
He looked at Tang Yuehua's still hesitant face, and added another sentence, with a deceptive power in his voice. "Yuehua, you believe me. When the day I ascend the throne, the entire Heaven Dou Empire will be yours. At that time, I will help you with whatever revenge you want. Don't say a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, even if it is Spirit Hall, I will fight with you."
Tang Yuehua looked at Xue Qinghe's sincere eyes and thought of Tang Xiao who was far away from the Clear Sky Sect, and finally nodded.
"Okay." She gritted her teeth, "I'll do as you say."
Wraith Soul Ring slowly disappeared in her palm, and the dim green candlelight in the private room turned back to warm orange.
"Then let's all move faster."
On the other side, the wheels were rolling, and Ning Fengzhi led two hundred elites galloping in the direction of Heaven Dou City, coming towards the Moonlight Pavilion.
On the top of the mountain, Tang Yuehua, dressed in black, was hidden among the dense branches and leaves. Watching Ning Fengzhi's convoy completely walk away, a cold and cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Standing next to her were three hundred dead soldiers who were completely controlled by the resentful spirits. Each of them had pure black eyes, holding a poisonous scimitar in their hand, and their whole body exuded a strong death aura.
Ning Fengzhi was sitting in a carriage inlaid with gold and jade, but his brows never relaxed.
He always felt that something was wrong. Tang Yuehua's action last night was too flamboyant and reckless, completely unlike the actions of a man who had endured for twelve years.