Chapter 2594 Threat

When the door to the room opened, Mingyu looked up and saw a woman with her face covered walking in. Although her eyebrows could be seen, she couldn't tell what she looked like at all.

"Who are you?" Mingyu tilted his head to look at her, feeling keenly that this woman was coming with bad intentions.

Lu Wushuang looked at the eleven or twelve-year-old girl in front of her coldly. He knew at a glance that she was Xiaoyao's daughter and she looked exactly like her.

"You're not afraid at all?" Lu Wushuang looked at Mingyu coldly, feeling overwhelming hatred in his heart.

The young emperor was supposed to get married to her. If Xiaoyao hadn't appeared, everything would have been as she expected.

"Will you kill me?" Mingyu asked, "If you don't kill me, why should I be afraid?"

Lu Wushuang took a few steps closer to Mingyu and took a closer look at this beautiful little girl, "How do you know that I won't kill you?"

Mingyu looked at her with a smile, "You're not a monster, are you?"

"Can you tell?" Lu Wushuang squinted slightly. Even if she appeared in front of those monsters, they would not realize that she was not a monster. Mo Mingyu was just a mortal. How did she know.

"Yes." Mingyu nodded. In fact, she didn't know how to tell, but she felt that this woman felt different from those monsters.

Lu Wushuang snorted coldly, "It seems that you are not completely mortal."

Murong Zhan is the young emperor of Jiutian. Even if Xiaoyao's status is low, she can still be considered half of the blood of the gods. Their daughter will not really know anything.

"Do you know why I brought you here?" Lu Wushuang sat down. She wanted to kill Xiaoyao's daughter to let Xiaoyao 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 godhood.

He would really do that.

Mingyu held her chin and looked at Lu Wushuang, "Do you want to use me to threaten my father or my mother?"

"Since you are so smart, guess what I want to arrest you for?" This Mo Mingyu is nothing like Xiao Yao. He is cunning and smarter than Xiao Yao. He is also very courageous and has no fear of being killed. .

Mingyu curled his lips and looked at her with disdain, "Didn't I tell you? Don't you just want to use me to threaten my parents? My father is the Young Emperor of Jiutian. You are neither a monster nor a blood demon, but you are like Tang My aunt is somewhat similar, but much more powerful. I guess you are also from the Nine Heavens God Clan, right?"

Lu Wushuang's face darkened slightly, and he looked at Mingyu with a cold look.

She didn't expect that this little girl could actually guess it.

Although Lu Wushuang had her face covered and couldn't see her expression clearly, Mingyu could feel her changes. It seemed that she was right.

"The gods are actually mixed up with monsters!" Mingyu said with a smile, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"You are really not afraid that I will kill you!" Lu Wushuang said coldly.

Mingyu smiled and said, "Afraid, are you afraid of my dad?"

Lu Wushuang reached out to grab Mingyu's neck, but Yan Xiaoliu immediately stopped him, "Stop!"

"Get lost!" Lu Wushuang glared at Yan Xiaoliu and swept over with his other hand.

Yan Xiaoliu suddenly felt a sharp pain in the sea of ​​qi, and his spiritual power suddenly stopped functioning. He was knocked against the wall and fell to the ground unable to move.

"What are you going to do to Xiao Liu!" Mingyu shouted.

"Don't think that because you are the Young Emperor's daughter, I won't dare to kill you." Lu Wushuang pinched Mingyu's neck. If she really wanted to anger her, she would really risk it.

Mingyu raised his foot to kick Lu Wushuang, "Then try it. If you dare to hurt a hair of mine, my father will not let you go. You must be very ugly. Otherwise, why would you wear a veil? You are like this." You dare to like my father, have you met my mother? No matter before or now, she is the most beautiful woman in the world, and you are completely incomparable to my mother."

Lu Wushuang has met Xiaoyao, but he has not met the reincarnated Ye Zhen. It seems that she is similar. Even if she is somewhat beautiful, she is timid and can only stand behind Mo Rongzhan. What can she do? as.

She is not worthy to be the young emperor's concubine at all.

"Who is your mother? She has a low status. A mortal daughter deserves to be in the Nine Heavens. If it weren't for the Young Emperor, she would have died long ago." Lu Wushuang said angrily.

"My mother is nothing, she is the woman my father loves and dotes on. You are nothing!" Mingyu snorted, not allowing Lu Wushuang to slander her mother. In her mind, there is no other woman in the world. Better than her mother.

Lu Wushuang thought of the humiliation she had suffered, and the resentment in her heart grew stronger and stronger, "You are looking for death!"

She didn't control her spiritual pressure, and even Yan Xiaoliu couldn't support it. Mingyu was just a mortal, and he couldn't stand her spiritual pressure.

"Mingyu..." Yan Xiaoliu's mouth was bloodshot, and his eyes were full of worry and fear. This woman's spiritual pressure was too strong. Mingyu could not protect himself without spiritual power. This spiritual pressure could definitely kill Mingyu.

"If you die, I will throw you to Zaitian Castle, so that the young emperor will think that you were killed by Wen Tian. When the time comes, Wen Tian and your father will beat you to death again. Who do you think your mother will help? Back then, Xiaoyao did it for He would not hesitate to betray the Young Emperor to save Wentian." Lu Wushuang looked at Mingyu's painful expression and felt a burst of pleasure in her heart.

Mingyu shouted, "Do you think my father will believe you?"

"Then try." Lu Wushuang hummed. She didn't notice why Mingyu was still able to speak. Even Yan Xiaoliu's Qihai was damaged by her spiritual pressure. Why was Mingyu still fine?

"You are waiting for my father to kill you. Besides, my father won't like you as ugly as you!" Mingyu shouted.

Lu Wushuang's eyes were so angry that he wanted to tear Mingyu into pieces.

"How dare you call me ugly!" Lu Wushuang was furious.

Mingyu was choked and could no longer speak. She struggled hard and grabbed Lu Wushuang's wrist with both hands. Her palms felt inexplicably hot, but she didn't notice it. She just felt like something was pushing into her palms. Breathe it in.

"What's going on?" Lu Wushuang's expression changed drastically, and she felt that her spiritual power was disappearing at a rapid speed.

The spiritual pressure in the room decreased. Lu Wushuang looked at Mingyu in shock. Most of the spiritual power in her Qi Sea disappeared...

"You..." Lu Wushuang stared at Mingyu's hand. Can she absorb other people's spiritual power?

"Yan Xiaoliu, are you okay?" Mingyu was free and couldn't care less about why Lu Wushuang let her go, and hurriedly ran to Yan Xiaoliu.

Lu Wushuang looked at her wrist and then looked at Mingyu in disbelief. She had never encountered such a situation.

A mortal! It can actually absorb the spiritual power of a god!

She had only heard that ghost cultivators had such techniques, but Mo Mingyu was not a ghost cultivator at all. She was just a mortal, and she had never practiced any techniques. How did she do it?