Meng Yan watched as his nails became sharp and long, dense red hair oozed out from the back of his hands, and even his ears, which were originally as green onion as jade, suddenly stretched out, and his apricot eyes had already become scarlet and sharp. In a vaguely, a brown-red fox tail broke out of his body and kept shaking in the air.

No, I am the princess of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. I cannot become a monster here, otherwise all my previous efforts will be in vain.

On the night three days ago, Meng Yan became like this for the first time. She was panicked and in pain. The bloodthirsty desire in her body strongly urged her, and her reason was gradually swallowed up.

Taking advantage of the dark moon and high wind, Meng Yan jumped and quickly rushed into the market, hiding himself in the darkness.

After the hour of Yin, there was no one on the street.

As the rhythm becomes more and more compact, the bloodthirsty desire in the body becomes stronger. In a trance, a woman suddenly appeared in front of her. The woman was wearing heavy makeup and every step she took, she had a charming look. She was Guixiang, a famous prostitute in Wanhualou.

Meng Yan swallowed and flew in front of Guixiang.

"Ah..., monster, monster..."

This uninhuman and evil look immediately made Guixiang scream, and she instinctively wanted to escape, but her legs couldn't stop trembling and she had no strength at all.

Meng Yan grinned, and his two beautiful little tiger teeth suddenly became extremely sharp, and his palm instantly pinched Guixiang's throat.

"Go, spare your life!"

Guixiang's painful struggle seemed to restore Meng Yan's rationality for a moment. Just as she was about to stop, the sound of the flute seemed to have reached the climax. Reason was buried again, and anger was burning in her eyes. With a sudden force, Guixiang's head was twisted off.

Blood gushed out instantly, splashing Meng Yan's face. The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and her body also returned to its original appearance in an instant. As Guixiang's still hot body slowly fell into a pool of blood, she looked down at her head that was still bleeding in her hands. The wide-open eyes seemed to tell her pain and unwillingness, Meng Yan then regained her rationality.

"ah……"

Apart from her screams, she was still silent as usual. Meng Yan ran wildly, trying her best to prove that none of this was done by her.

It was not until she ran to a fish pond that she realized that the bloody head was still in her hands. In her horror, she threw the head directly into the pond.

Looking at his bloody palms, Meng Yan collapsed to the ground weakly. Why is this happening? How could I become a monster?

Suddenly I remembered the unknown red liquid that Jiang Yu gave her that day, and then I realized that I had fallen into the trap.

The cold wind blew across his cheeks, Meng Yan suddenly grinned and secretly blamed Ji Nuan for all this. An evil idea arose: frame the blame and make Ji Nuan his own scapegoat.

Taking advantage of the night, Meng Yan returned to the station again, burned his blood-stained clothes into the fire, and changed into clean clothes to secretly monitor Ji Nuan's actions.

Seeing Ji Nuan's hurried investigation, Meng Yan suddenly felt very happy and secretly came up with the next plan in her mind.

If the killing of Guixiang was manipulated by Jiang Yu, then she deliberately committed the death of the vendor. As soon as Ji Nuan and Yang Xiu left, Meng Yan appeared in front of the vendor's stall.

The vendor didn't know what she was going to come. She just thought she was also hungry and came here to find food. She kindly explained: "Sorry, girl, the chaos has been sold out today, it's not too early, so go back quickly! I heard that a woman died yesterday, so you should be careful as a girl."

"I'm not here to eat." Meng Yan suddenly smiled evilly, and a gust of cold wind followed, with long hair

It suddenly drifted away, and a pair of apricot eyes suddenly became scarlet and ferocious.

The vendor was still in shock, and a palm with infinite strength pinched his throat tightly. Before he could struggle to call for help, his head was twisted off.

Suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps sounded, and Meng Yan knew that it was Ji Nuan and the others who were rushing back. When they fled in panic, they never found that a sway on their head accidentally fell to the ground. She flew to the pond she had visited yesterday, abandoned the vendor's head in the pond, and fled with the sword with a thunderclap.

Ji Nuan never thought that her every move had long fallen into Meng Yan's eyes. She wanted to use her as bait, which was just right for Meng Yan's wishes.

With the same bun and the same torn clothes, Meng Yan smiled evilly and locked his target tonight in Renhetang, killed Dr. Zhang, and an old woman selling tofu can testify against Ji Nuan. Isn’t it because she has more personal certificates?

But what she had not expected was that despite the fact that although both people and physical evidence were present, Yang Xiu still chose to believe Ji Nuan without hesitation.

Why do you all like her?

The strong jealousy made her lose her mind again. Looking at the crazy grandma, she felt the desire to kill again. As long as the grandma died, Ji Nuan would never think of overturning the case.

It was a coincidence that the grandma happened to run to the pond. Meng Yan hit her out with a spiritual power and pushed her into the pond. Then she hid under the green willows by the pond.

The yamen runners who chased after him thought that the grandmother had been possessed by evil spirits. The two looked at each other and ran away tacitly.

But what Meng Yan didn't expect was that Yang Xiu not only believed in Ji Nuan, but also cleared Ji Nuan from the face of County Magistrate Li, which made her have to personally come forward to convict Ji Nuan early this morning.

When he went to prison, he was just to humiliate Ji Nuan. Unexpectedly, Yang Xiu was there, so he had another plan to kill Yang Xiu with Ji Nuan's hand.

…………

But if Meng Yan did everything, she could not change the fact that Jiang Yu could manipulate herself at any time. She took advantage of her slight rationality and finally had no choice but to beg for love: "Give me aside, please!"

Jiang Yu seemed not satisfied and continued to activate the demon blood with a wicked smile.

Meng Yan was in pain, and the cold sweat on his forehead soaked the hair on his temples, and he staggered left and right and suddenly overturned the wooden table to the ground.

"Call, is it okay?Call,"

The violent noise alarmed the waiter's attention. The knock on the door suddenly rang out. Meng Yan pulled Jiang Yu's arm and begged again: "Please, spare me!"

Jiang Yu showed a satisfied smile, then she hid the magic flute in her hand and responded extremely gently: "No problem, my wife is a little anxious, and the noise is getting bigger."

Can the bed collapse even if it is urgent? Although the waiter was confused, he couldn't continue asking questions. He shook his head and sighed: "Young people now..."

Meng Yan gradually returned to her original appearance. Jiang Yu's words made her dirty, but she didn't dare to have an attack. Jiang Yu was like a smiling tiger, looking as gentle as jade, but in fact she was vicious and vicious. In addition to resentment, she was more deeply afraid.

"Submit it!"

Jiang Yu was still gentle as usual, but a few simple words still made Meng Yan tremble all over. What did he want?

"Give me the Qiankun bag of Ji Nuan!"

Meng Yan didn't understand his intention, but he could only hand it over. Jiang Yu was so happy that he suddenly searched through Qiankun bag, and then took out a strange thing.

"Haha... With this magical artifact, Song Wangchen, I think you can last for how long?"

Meng Yan was afraid of him, but when he thought of him going to deal with Song Wangchen, his fists suddenly clenched and said sternly: "What do you want to do?

What?"

Jiang Yu ignored it, took off the short blade from his waist and stroked it hard on his wrist. A stream of blood emitting a faint red light poured down and dripped into the crystal bottle that had been prepared.

After a moment, the wound on Jiang Yu's wrist quickly healed again.

"See a way to give it to Ji Nuan. Remember, I didn't say that before she died, if you dare to touch her, I will let the entire Eastern Jin Dynasty be buried with her."

Meng Yan took the crystal bottle and then realized the reason for his demonization. The reason why Jiang Yu was able to control himself with the magic flute was because of this magic blood.

Everything suddenly became clear. Jiang Yu was a demon and could mobilize the demons to cause disaster in the Western Regions, thus forcing Song Wangchen to leave, and then let Ji Nuan drink the demon blood, thereby restraining Song Wangchen.

I thought that if I got rid of Ji Nuan, I would get Song Wangchen, but I never thought that I would be a chess piece at the mercy of others from beginning to end.

The strong unwillingness made her suddenly lift the crystal bottle, and after a moment, she put it down in a discouragement.

No matter how good Song Wangchen is, he will never belong to me. Why should I exchange the entire Eastern Jin Dynasty for your life?

OK! I also want to know, after Ji Nuan becomes a monster, will you still love her as always?

Meng Yan's face went from anger at the beginning to a dullness now, from extreme pain to evil twist.

Since you can't get it, you'll ruin him!

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Ji Nuan squatted in the corner of the wall, desperately wiping the already dim blood on the back of her hand. The phospholipid jade skin had already turned red. She had been repeating this action for half an hour, as if as long as the blood on her hand was clean, she could erase the fact that she had killed Yang Xiu.

The sleeplessness of the past three days made her tired, but she didn't dare to close her eyes no matter what. Yang Xiu's appearance when he died was reflected in his mind over and over again, and two lines of clear tears came.

Seeing that Yu Guangdu saw the dazzling blood on the ground, she suddenly grabbed a handful of dry grass and knelt on the ground and wiped it desperately. The dry grass turned scarlet, and she grabbed another handful and continued to wipe it.

The prison door was opened again, but she was still indifferent and repeated the movements in her hands mechanically, even disdaining to look at someone.

A white embroidered shoes were stomping on her blood-stained jade hand. Ji Nuan tried to pull out her hand, but instead she was stomped on by the owner of the embroidered shoes and ravaged them hard.

"Ji Nuan, do you think that doing these things can change the fact that you killed Yang Xiu? Don't dream, he is dead, you killed him with your own hands! I guess he must like you, otherwise he wouldn't die under your hands and I have to comfort you. Tsk tsk, you are really cruel, not even letting go of someone who loves you."

Meng Yan had already squatted down while speaking, and smiled at Ji Nuan's resentful gaze last time: "I want to kill me! Unfortunately, you are not my opponent!"

Ji Nuan didn't care about the pain, and suddenly pulled out the red and swollen palm with force, then waved her palm and landed on Meng Yan's face, and said fiercely: "Damn you!"

Meng Yan was furious in an instant, with murderous intent in her eyes. She pinched Ji Nuan's throat with a cruel smile on her face: "You are looking for death!"

Yang Xiu, I can't kill her, so I will pay you my life! Ji Nuan smiled and closed her eyes, but she did not struggle at all to resist.

Meng Yan suddenly exerted force in his palm, and his instinctive desire to survive still made Ji Nuan open his mouth, as if this would allow him to get more contact with the air.

Until a smelly liquid flowed into her mouth, the bond between her neck suddenly disappeared, and the liquid penetrated into her throat. Everything suddenly made her cough violently, but she instinctively breathed fresh air.

Meng Yan kept watching her actions coldly. Seeing Ji Nuan's embarrassing appearance, she felt so happy.
Chapter completed!