Reincarnation: My Possessive Beast Husband Chapter 213: 214: Bloodbath at Bodhi Temple

Chapter 213: Chapter 214: Bloodbath at Bodhi Temple

Chu Yuxiao’s lips curled up in a cold smirk.

“It seems,” I have to pay a visit to Nun Jinghui after all. I wonder if her poison will have any effect on .”

Hmph, dare to poison my woman, she better be prepared to die with nowhere to bury her corpse!

In the pitch-black night, surging undercurrents lay hidden.

Before dawn broke, more than a dozen black figures leaped into Bodhi Temple.

They moved swiftly, invisible to the naked eye.

In just 15 minutes, all the nuns in the temple were silenced by a sword to the throat, without even having ti to scream.

The scent of blood perated the air, a solemn and nacing atmosphere enveloping everything.

Two shadows burst through a window into a chamber and, monts later, flew out again, landing heavily on the ground, their bodies purple-black and void of struggle, poisoned to death.

Chu Yuxiao stepped forward, glancing at the two corpses on the ground, a trace of cold laughter in his eyes.

Faced with the death of his subordinates, he felt no pain or pity.

Looking upon them was like observing a dead creature, his gaze exceedingly calm.

The Hidden Guard around him also shared his indifference, not showing the slightest sign of sorrow for the death of their comrades.

They were all dead n, their hearts having died the day they joined.

What remained was but a moving shell, akin to the walking dead.

Moreover, death for them was not the worst outco, but rather the best release.

Thus, they feared not death and could face it with equanimity.

“Co out.”

Gazing at that chamber, Chu Yuxiao spoke.

His voice was not loud, cold and indifferent, but enough to make everyone present hear and enough to intimidate those inside.

The door creaked open, and a foot wearing blue cloth shoes stepped out, followed by a body clad in gray cloth robes.

Nun Jinghui looked around, a trace of disdain flashing in her eyes.

She brought her hands together and said indifferently:

“Amitabha, the sudden visit of the nobleman to our temple, creating nurous acts of murder, is truly a grave sin.”

Chu Yuxiao looked at her indifferently, scoffing, “Compared to the acts of murder committed by the abbot, what I’ve done should hardly count for anything.”