Strongest Guard

When Zhan Hsingshen heard that the King wanted to take her to see someone, he could faintly guess who it was.    

    

Lee Muchen.    

    

Other than Lee Muchen, who escaped towards the south along with her, who else could it be?    

    

It was a small mountain village.    

    

In a small courtyard in a small mountain village.    

    

This small mountain village was less than twenty kilometers away from the Qingshan City Region, and the villagers who lived there for less than a hundred years already. Along with the expansion of the north into the south that had started a few years ago, the villagers who were behind in terms of transportation and communication, collectively moved to the plains.    

    

However, these abandoned courtyards were not destroyed immediately.    

    

There were dozens of households in the house now, but most of them had come from other places to work at Qingshan.    

    

They were all outsiders who didn't know each other, so they naturally wouldn't care about who lived in this small yard at the southern end of the village.    

    

Zhan Hsingshen, who had his head lowered in silence, followed Yang Xiao to the shabby gate. Only then did he raise his head and take a look at his surroundings.    

    

The road was paved with gravel, and it was narrow and crooked. The houses that were scattered about were made of stone, and the height varied from one to the other.    

    

The walls of most of the houses were overgrown with grass.    

    

Needless to say, after the wall made of crushed stone was covered with weeds, it gave this small mountain village, which was mainly green in color, a touch of green vitality.    

    

However, was Lee Muchen, who was locked in this yard, still alive?    

    

Yes.    

    

When Zhan Hsingshen walked into the low house, he saw the living Lee Muchen with a single glance.    

    

She wore a set of dark sports clothes. The black running path was not right, it should be running shoes. The clothes weren't the same as the one Zhan Hsingshen threw away, it was shabby and pitiful.    

    

It seemed that she had not chosen to enter the ravine when she was running towards the north.    

    

However, she was in a worse condition than Zhan Hsingshen.    

    

When Zhan Hsingshen walked in slowly, she laid on the edge of the bed and lowered her head to look at the ground.    

    

She did not move, as if she had not heard the heavy opening of the door.    

    

If it wasn't for her heavy breathing, Zhan Hsingshen would have suspected that she was already dead.    

    

Lee Muchen wasn't locked up, she was free.    

    

Normally, she should have taken the opportunity to escape when the king went up to capture Zhan Hsingshen.    

    

She didn't run, but lay obediently on the bed and waited. This proved that Yang Xiao had done something to her.    

    

Let alone escaping, he probably didn't even have the strength to commit suicide.    

    

As if purposely confirming Zhan Hsingshen's judgment, Lee Muchen, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his mouth and let out a hoarse vomit.    

    

It was about to vomit.    

    

When Zhan Hsingshen subconsciously retreated, Yang Xiao's indifferent voice came from behind: "What did she vomit already?" However, every two hours, she would retch for a bit. This sound is really annoying. "    

    

Maybe it was due to the retching that gave Lee Muchen strength, causing her to struggle to lift her head.    

    

Zhan Hsingshen was shocked when he saw Lee Muchen's face.    

    

Is this still Lee Muchen?    

    

Let's not talk about the past anymore. As the chief of Chengda Group, Lee Muchen, on the afternoon of the 10th, what kind of elegant city lady was he?    

    

He didn't need much embellishment words. He just asked Lee Muchen to put on a white suit, put his hair behind his head, and put on a pair of black-rimmed flat glasses. This was the sexiness of countless men.    

    

King Xuanyuan sat in the middle of the Four Great God s. Other than Zhan Hsingshen who was slightly thinner, the other three were all sexy and plentiful people.    

    

Especially Hua Yeshen.    

    

However, Zhan Hsingshen believed that in time, Lee Muchen, who was a year younger than her, would definitely grow out of his body. He was definitely not inferior to Hua Yeshen.    

    

But now — if he hadn't grown up with her, and if the two of them from the Four Great God s had the best relationship and could be said to know each other, then Zhan Hsingshen definitely wouldn't have dared to recognize this wrinkled old woman as Lee Muchen!    

    

Can you imagine what it would be like to have a slender, sexy body combined with an old, wrinkled face?    

    

It would have been fine if he was old, but he was also very ugly.    

    

Strange!    

    

The weird meaning was that this old face should be around 70 years old. Other than having a sexy body, it also had a pair of youthful eyes.    

    

No matter how much Lee Muchen changed his appearance, it couldn't change her actual age.    

    

The eyes were the window to the soul.    

    

Your eyes are as young as your heart is young.    

    

Even though Lee Muchen's eyes were shaped like triangular eyes, which were piled with wrinkles.    

    

Lee Muchen raised his head and was stunned when he saw Zhan Hsingshen.    

    

After which, his pair of young triangular eyes revealed a 'as expected' look.    

    

She was the first to be captured by the King, and she knew that Zhan Hsingshen would not be able to escape.    

    

It turned out that she wasn't mistaken. Her eyes were filled with fear and sorrow. Lee Muchen opened his mouth and forced a smile as he said, "Star God, you … you've finally come."    

    

Her voice was as old as her face.    

    

However, the hand that she put on her mouth was so white that it made people want to kiss it.    

    

When Zhan Hsingshen closed his eyes in pain, he heard the king, who was standing at the door behind him, say slowly: "Beauty is late."    

    

What kind of beauty is lagging behind?    

    

When this question surfaced in Zhan Hsingshen's mind, he immediately realized.    

    

A beauty dying of old age, this was a type of poison.    

    

Just like the hundred days of husband and wife, the beautiful woman, and the walking dead, they were all personally developed by the king.    

    

But it was used on the Three Great God's women, the effect was very good.    

    

Especially since this beauty was so late in the night, it was as though the poison in her name was right in front of her eyes.    

    

"Muchen."    

    

Zhan Hsingshen cried out in pain as he slowly knelt on one knee and held her in his arms.    

    

Tears that she mistakenly thought would have dried up gushed out again and dripped onto Lee Muchen's hands.    

    

Lee Muchen's body trembled slightly as he made a low sniffling sound. He slowly raised his right hand and put it next to his mouth.    

    

She was tasting the tears.    

    

The taste of her tears was bitter.    

    

The tears of pain were even more bitter.    

    

However, Lee Muchen didn't get the chance to cry.    

    

Because the belated poison of a beauty has hurt her tear ducts.    

    

Even if she cried bitterly, there would be no tears.    

    

Everyone knew that tears were the greatest weapon used to protect the eyes.    

    

When dust, or small flying insects fly into the eye, tears will flow from the lacrimal gland, to protect the master, clean the eyes.    

    

If there were no tears, the eyeball would become dry and astringent. After opening it a little longer, it would become completely filled with blood-red threads, causing pain.    

    

Looking at the two siblings crying, Yang Xiao did not seem to mind at all. He sneered: "Hehe, do you think I am heartless?"    

    

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, do you have feelings?"    

    

Lee Muchen raised his head with all of his strength and his eyes were filled with grief.    

    

And undisguised resentment.    

    

"Muchen, how can you talk to the king like this?"    

    

Without waiting for Yang Xiao's reaction, Zhan Hsingshen reprimanded him first.    

    

He raised his hand and held her in his arms. Then, he turned his head to look at the stern Yang Xiao and said in a hoarse voice, "My King, please forgive Muchen's rudeness."    

    

Amongst the four Great God girls, Moon God, who was assassinated by Xie Qingshang, was the oldest, almost forty.    

    

Hua Yeshen was second, she was in her prime.    

    

Zhan Hsingshen was ranked third, seven months older than Lee Muchen, who was much richer than her.    

    

But just these seven months, Zhan Hsingshen was able to take care of her as his own sister.    

    

Just like Hua Yeshen did to her.    

    

Zhan Hsingshen and Lee Muchen were closer because of their age.    

    

This was also the reason why when Hua Yeshen, who Zhan Hsingshen had planned to treat her as his daughter and had encouraged her to rebel, finally agreed after a long time of hesitation, Zhan Hsingshen had fallen to the current situation but still protected her, right?    

    

"You're right, I'm heartless."    

    

Yang Xiao did not care about what Zhan Hsingshen said. He only looked at Lee Muchen. "But since you knew I was heartless, you still dared to betray me."    

    

"Neither I nor the Star God betrayed you."    

    

It was unknown where Lee Muchen got his strength from, but he actually struggled out from Zhan Hsingshen's arms and sat up shakily: "We sisters have always been loyal to the king. "We want to rebel against Sister Shen, just because we don't want to be exploited by those blood-sucking bugs outside of you."    

    

Zhan Hsingshen saw that her excited body was trembling and wanted to stop her, so he sighed and retracted his hand.    

    

Yang Xiao didn't say anything and just looked at her coldly.    

    

Lee Muchen's voice was unpleasant to hear, but it was also very strenuous.    

    

But she said what she wanted to say.    

    

The gist of it was that if the King had not "died" outside the British Island, they would have willingly been exploited by the Elders Guild in the end.    

    

But with the king gone, what right did those damned old madams have to exploit them?    

    

The wealth they painstakingly created was to be contributed to the great King Xuanyuan, not that group of people.    

    

However, the group of people did not care if King Xuanyuan was dead or not. They had to be like before, filial piety was what was filial, they couldn't afford to lose a single cent.    

    

After the sword hanging above his head was gone, Lee Muchen obviously wasn't willing to continue being exploited, so he joined hands with Zhan Hsingshen to fight back.    

    

"I think we're right to do that."    

    

After talking so much, Lee Muchen didn't even have the strength to sit anymore. He could only lean against the dark gray wall.    

    

He opened his mouth and took deep breaths.    

    

After triggering the poison in the beauty's body, he began to vomit.    

    

Yang Xiao wasn't angry, of course he wouldn't be happy. His expression remained the same as he asked lightly: "Are you just being exploited because you don't want to be exploited?"    

    

"I …"    

    

Lee Muchen opened his mouth and only said one thing before closing it.    

    

"If you are just unwilling to be exploited, then you won't force Night God to rebel with you. They wouldn't even draw her a big cake, saying that as long as they can successfully devour Flame Valley, they might be able to find the antidote for the beauty Hong Lian. "    

    

Yang Xiao's eyes slightly narrowed as his tone became more sinister, "Muchen, I think you should be clear about this." The only way to remove the Night God's poison was inside the Xuanyuan temple. This was a forbidden area. Other than Great Elder, only Li Dai, King Xuanyuan, can enter. "    

    

"I …"    

    

Lee Muchen spat out the word again. He wanted to explain something, but found it to be futile.    

    

"You want to be the new King Xuanyuan. "Hur hur, high ideals."    

    

Yang Xiao sneered and continued, "Even though you are the youngest amongst the girls in the Four Great God s, you have the most scheming mind. "Lee Muchen, do you dare to swear in front of the Star God that you won't send her to hell if the backlash is really successful?"    

    

This time, Lee Muchen couldn't say a word.    

    

He could only lie on the bed, shivering.    

    

"What about you?"    

    

Yang Xiao looked at Zhan Hsingshen with ridicule written all over his face. "After knowing that you will be taken advantage of or even murdered by a sister you cherish with all your heart, will you still treat her as a sister?"    

    

After asking this question, without waiting for Zhan Hsingshen's reply, Yang Xiao turned around and quickly walked into the North room.    

    

The North Room had been renovated and furnished with a single piece of furniture used by the original householder.    

    

There was even a desktop computer.    

    

Due to the fact that there was no relocation, the government did not shut down the power supply.    

    

This made it convenient for Yang Xiao, who only wanted to blend into modern society as soon as possible.    

    

The internet was absolutely the best medium that encompassed everything, both Chinese and foreign.    

    

When he had nothing to do, he would surf the internet and it became Yang Xiao's habit after returning to his hometown.