It was cold, cold, damp, and smelly in the underground secret room.

The bright red wedding dress scattered on the ground was in stark contrast with the dark land.

Slap...

With the sound of the whip, the woman's voice was hoarse, and the bloody whip drew out a blood-red net on the ground.

"Ah!"

Mo Qinghuan's clothes had long been worn out. The cloth torn by the whip stuck to the wound, absorbing the blood and making it red.

"My good sister. Although Vice Minister Zhang is already 80 years old, think about it carefully. You will be the hostess in a few years after serving him as a concubine."

"Why do you want to compete with me for my lover?"

Mo Yao raised her whip and looked down at Mo Qinghuan, who was lying on the ground. She smiled unscrupulously.

"Ning Yao and I were childhood sweethearts. How could he like you?"

Mo Qinghuan said sorrowfully. He struggled to get up from the ground and glared at Mo Yao, growling.

Her fair hands clung to the ground tightly. Her long and slender nails had long been broken, and they were badly mutilated.

She still wanted to say something, but the piercing pain all over her body made her unable to open her mouth at all.

"Hahaha, I'm so naive to think that he really likes you. If you hadn't taken the key to the secret chamber, he probably wouldn't have looked at you."

"But now that you are going to get married, you'd better hand over the key."

Mo Yao said in a strange tone. Then she raised her hand and whipped down hard.

"Ah!" Mo Qinghuan only felt a pain in his back. He screamed again, and half of his body, which had just been propped up, collapsed again.

Mo Qinghuan had always been cowardly and cowardly. Naturally, he did not dare to confront the mother and daughter.

However, the affection in her heart gave her a little courage.

She endured the pain and climbed to the feet of Madam Lan.

Before the dirty little hands could touch the other party's clothes, the pink embroidered shoes kicked Mo Qinghuan's heart. This time, she opened her mouth so wide that she could not even make a sound of pain.

"You're such a bitch. Don't touch me with your dirty hands."

Madam Lan had been watching coldly from the side. At this moment, her sharp and harsh voice showed no mercy at all.

"I advise you to behave yourself and hand over the key so that you won't suffer any physical pain."

"Ning Yao... I want to see him!"

Mo Qinghuan said with tears in his eyes. His voice was particularly weak. When he kicked her, he only felt that his chest was tight and his breathing was not smooth.

"Mother, why don't we ask him to come over so that this disgusting little thing can give up?"

When Ning Yao came here, he was disgusted by Mo Qinghuan's behavior. He quickly took a few steps back and opened his folding fan to cover his nose. His face was full of disgust.

The person in his heart was right in front of him. Mo Qinghuan crawled to his feet and looked up with hope.

"Ning Yao, you're finally here. Quickly tell them that you love me. Take me out of here!"

This meant that the two of them had already fallen in love with each other to the point of life and death. Ning Yao was the only chance he could take her out of this place and escape from the clutches of the mother and daughter pair.

"Mo Qinghuan, you'd better take out the key as soon as possible. You don't have to waste your time here."

A look of pity flashed across Ning Yao's eyes when he saw her miserable state. However, his words were like a knife that pierced straight into Mo Qinghuan's heart.

Mo Yao smiled coyly and leaned against Ning Yao as she spoke in a coquettish voice.

"Sister, maybe you don't know yet. Brother Ning and I have been engaged for a long time. You'd better give up on my Brother Ning!"

These words were undoubtedly like thunder to Mo Qinghuan's ears. He spat out a mouthful of blood again, and his pupils were a little scattered.

"How is that possible? Ning Yao... tell me, what she said isn't true. The two of us have fallen in love with each other. How could you lie to me for a key and betray me?"

Mo Qinghuan said in disbelief, with a pleading look in his eyes. His dirty hands fell on Ning Yao's white clothes.

Ning Yao didn't say anything else. He grabbed his robe and flung it forcefully, causing the man's diameter to fall to the side.

"Yao'er, I suddenly remembered that Brother Li asked me out for business. This time, I have to leave quickly. How about I bring you the latest rouge when I come back?"

Ning Yao didn't dare to look at Mo Qinghuan's affectionate eyes again. He turned his head to look at the woman beside him in embarrassment.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Mo Yao naturally agreed. After watching him leave, she turned to look at Mo Qinghuan with a cold expression and sneered.

"See, I've told you that he's heartless to you."

After that, he took another step forward, raised his whip, and was about to whip her.

Madam Lan frowned and stopped her daughter.

"Well, let's stop fighting. If we really kill him, it will be hard to explain to Vice Minister Zhang."

"Looks like we won't be able to find out anything today. However, that old thing is already half of his body is buried in the soil. I don't think he will be able to jump around for long. At that time, Mo Qinghuan will still be a widow. She will still be the mud in our hands and will be at our mercy. The key will still be ours."

The mother and daughter left while talking and laughing. Mo Qinghuan had heard of their wild plan.

Mo Qinghuan lay on the ground like a dead fish and let out a final wail.

The scream was shrill and desperate. In the end, there was no sound.

Time passed as the muddy water fell from the eaves.

"Thud, thud, thud..."

The muddy water dripped onto Mo Qinghuan's face.

The coldness made the woman, who had been lying on the ground and her body was cold, open her eyes in an instant.

"Uh!"

Just as Mo Qinghuan was about to get up, he took in a deep breath of cold air due to the excruciating pain from his body.

A fierce glint flashed across Mo Qing Huan's eyes as he sensed the serious injury that had appeared in his body for no reason. It was completely different from the cowardly feeling he had when he had faced the mother and daughter pair earlier.

At this moment, this body had changed its soul.

Mo Qinghuan had the same name as the poor man. He was the successor of the famous medical and poisons medical school on the blue planet. After being killed by someone, he came to the woman's body.

With her awakening, the memory contained in this body gradually came back to life.

"Mo Yao..."

A hoarse voice sounded in the dark environment. "What a coincidence."

Mo Qinghuan said, gnashing his teeth. It was the night before she was about to inherit the mysterious doctor's branch.

That was a good sister who had the same status as Mo Yao, her enemy, and who had the same goal as her. She did not hesitate to unite with outsiders to poison her.

As a result, after his death, Mo Qinghuan could wake up again in another identity. Although it was difficult for him to return to his original world, the hatred between the two was easily integrated.

Perhaps it was because his emotions were overly agitated, Mo Qinghuan finally managed to receive all the information and fainted again.