Rebirth: He refused to Divorce Again

Chapter 2067: Chapter 2065: Intertwined Time and Space, Transformed Lives (13)

Gu Qiaoqiao had already hidden her form; at this moment she was standing right in front of Ning Wanru.

This woman, all her life, has enjoyed riches and honor. Even in the hardest times, because of the Gu Family’s special connections, she still lived a life free from worry about food and clothing.

Back then, Gu Qingfeng took her in and gave her and her child a place to stay. She should have carried a grateful heart, yet she instead grew covetous toward the Gu Family.

Perhaps at the very beginning she did want to be with Gu Qingfeng, but Gu Qingfeng and his wife had deep feelings for each other, so she never had the chance to make a move. However, her wolfish ambition never diminished in the slightest; on the contrary, it became more and more rampant—not only did she want to seize everything the Gu Family had, she wanted to eradicate all of Gu Qingfeng’s descendants as well.

Now she has indeed done it, wiping out their entire Gu Family without staining her hands with a single drop of blood, leaving only Gu Qiaoqiao here, clinging to life. Even if Gu Qiaoqiao had crawled back again soaked in blood, she truly had no attachment left to this world.

She destroyed everything Gu Qiaoqiao had.

Yet she sat here as if it were only right and proper, serenely enjoying all of this.

Good and evil alike receive their due; even if this life ends, the next life will not let you off.

Gu Qiaoqiao’s lips carried a trace of coldness as she continued to fix her deadly gaze on Ning Wanru.

At this time Ning Wanru seemed to sense something. Her brows knit slightly as she looked around. A few bodyguards were protecting her not far away, and all around was still and silent.

Her eyebrows moved a little; though she lounged lazily on the wicker chair, she gestured lightly to Steward Wu. Steward Wu understood at once—this was the Second Lady’s fruit time.

Very quickly, a delicate fruit platter was placed before her. Ning Wanru gracefully picked up a toothpick and began slowly, leisurely eating the fruit.

A gentle breeze was blowing; the surface of the lake glittered with ripples, now and then a bird skimmed across it, sending out ring upon ring of waves.

On the left was a large ginkgo grove; at this time, golden leaves dotted the branches, brilliant like gorgeous evening clouds fallen into the Mortal World.

From any angle, this villa was indeed very beautiful.

So beautiful that Gu Qiaoqiao wanted to destroy it.

Then Gu Qiaoqiao no longer hesitated; her ten fingers flew. With the aid of the Heaven-reaching Talisman Incantation, in the blink of an eye she drew all the malevolent energy of this realm to this place.

The malevolent energy had already become almost tangible, hovering above them like a mass of grayish Yun Duo, and for some reason it seemed one could hear within it a frenzied, shrill clamor.

But Ning Wanru noticed nothing at all, still reclining in the wicker chair, legs crossed, languidly enjoying everything before her.

Then Gu Qiaoqiao turned her pale hand, and that cloud of malevolent energy gathered into dark haze that dropped accurately over Ning Wanru’s head.

Part of it drove in through the crown of her head into her body, while the rest of the malevolent energy wrapped around her entire person with precision.

Then Ning Wanru’s complexion suddenly turned ashen; she trembled all over, shivering again and again. Her fingers began to shake; unable to hold the fruit, she dropped it onto the Red Sandalwood table.

And all at once she felt herself become irritable and restless. Steward Wu was about to step forward when she frowned and snapped, "Don’t come over. I want to be alone for a while!"

She herself did not know why she said such words.

But the words had burst out of her mouth unbidden.

Steward Wu indeed halted his steps, merely watching her from not far away.

At this moment Ning Wanru felt there was not a single comfortable place in her whole body. Her heart seemed to have fallen from warm sunlight into Hell filled with gloom, and as if something sharp were stabbing it again and again. Anyone standing close could see the blue-red bloodshot veins filling her eyes.

Gu Qiaoqiao folded her arms across her chest, standing there quietly in front of Ning Wanru, sneering inwardly. This was only the beginning.

Worse than death—that might be the best punishment.

Perhaps it was because Gu Qiaoqiao’s Cultivation was growing ever higher; perhaps it was because of the effect of the Heaven-reaching Talisman Incantation; perhaps it truly fulfilled that saying: the Heavenly Dao favors Reincarnation, who can Heaven ever spare?

So this time the malevolent energy took effect both swiftly and viciously. In practically the blink of an eye, the agitated Ning Wanru failed to realize that her eyes had gone blood-red, her brows were knotted tight, her face livid—nothing like the elegant, beautiful noblewoman she had been just moments before. She looked twisted, like a fiendish ghost, and she actually, involuntarily, walked toward the lakeside.

This stretch of water was an artificial lake, especially in this autumn, clear and bitterly cold. One could even see the water weeds gently swaying at the bottom and the fish swimming back and forth.

Not far away was a patch of somewhat withered duckweed, but on another stretch of water surface there bloomed a kind of small pink flower, inexplicably adding a touch of bright color to the lake.

In the North Mountain Villa District, though there was more than this one villa, every household in this area was either wealthy or powerful. Only here could one truly understand what a life above others was like—a life utterly beyond the reach of ordinary people for their entire existence.

Living in such a district of worldly splendor, Ning Wanru had, one by one, murdered the family far away in Stone Town who lived in poverty.

In her heart she was surely basking in smug satisfaction—solving a mortal threat without getting a single drop of blood on her hands. That was why she lived so recklessly.

Only, now all of this—

Was about to end!

Coldness still traced Gu Qiaoqiao’s lips, and then she saw Ning Wanru, without Gu Qiaoqiao even needing to stretch out a hand to push, simply topple straight into the lake.

With a splash, water burst up. Only then did Ning Wanru seem to realize what had happened; in terror she thrashed desperately, choking on a mouthful of lake water.

Although it was now September, and today’s sunlight was faint, the lake water would be icy even on sunny days.

The lake was not actually deep, but dressed in a silk qipao, Ning Wanru had no way of standing up immediately. Because of panic and the added weight of the malevolent energy, Gu Qiaoqiao did not even need to do anything—Ning Wanru’s body gradually sank down toward the bottom of the lake.

Of course, she would not be allowed to die. To let her die like this would be far too cheap.

Worse than death—that was the best punishment for her.

Gu Qiaoqiao’s lips curved slightly in a smile that held a chill, but the smile did not reach her eyes; her whole person seemed unimaginably cold.

There were six bodyguards around, plus Steward Wu, seven people altogether. Naturally, they all saw in an instant that their mistress had fallen into the lake.

After the shock, their first reaction, of course, was to rush over and pull Ning Wanru out. But how could Gu Qiaoqiao possibly allow them to get through so easily?

Gu Qiaoqiao traced a Sky-drawing Talisman, sending streak after streak of Ice Arrow Talisman shooting toward these people, striking precisely at their ankles. At the very moment they started running this way, they all pitched forward onto the ground, falling hard and unable to get up right away.

Then Gu Qiaoqiao felt the lake water was not cold enough, and she shot dozens more Ice Arrow Talismans into it.