Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 888 - 432: The Death of Jiang Mo_3

Chapter 888: Chapter 432: The Death of Jiang Mo_3

"I... I..."

The woman’s mind was in a daze.

She only felt as if she had fallen into a nightmare from which she couldn’t awaken, her heart filled with the urge to flee this blood-soaked, terrifying house.

But as soon as she stood up, she found her body unable to move.

At the same time, she realized there was another woman before her... to be exact, a bride in a wedding dress.

However, half of her face was alluringly beautiful, while the other half was a skull, with empty eye sockets and sinister white bones, exuding an eerie and strange aura.

You Tan!

You Tan walked to the red box, looked at the dying Jiang Shouzhong, and curled her scarlet lips into a sneer:

"To figure out it was a test from the Water Moon Dream Mirror is quite impressive. Unfortunately, this time the rules of the test were set by me. Bringing an Avatar Puppet to deceive me, do you think you can fool me? Jiang Shouzhong, you’ve lost this test."

Jiang Shouzhong weakly asked, "Are you... the Water Moon... Dream Mirror?"

You Tan shook her head and said, "I was once one of the holders of the Water Moon Dream Mirror. I failed the challenge but survived by chance, becoming a creature that is neither human, mystic, nor ghost, like I am now.

But luckily for me, you, the new owner of the Water Moon Dream Mirror, came to my territory.

Water Moon Dream Mirror promised me that if I made you fail the test, I would gain my freedom and no longer be trapped in this haunted place. If I failed, I would be completely obliterated."

Jiang Shouzhong suddenly understood:

"I see, during this time... you can’t appear. Once you appear, you’ve lost."

You Tan raised a decayed finger to her lips, shook her head gently, and said with a smile:

"No, as long as you fail the test, I can come out to see you. Besides, I love watching the losers slowly die. Jiang Shouzhong, blame your bad luck."

"But... I succeeded."

Jiang Shouzhong said weakly.

You Tan sneered, "I told you, the rules are mine to set. Using an Avatar Puppet to attempt to deceive is not allowed.

My test was not just to reconstruct the illusory scenes you saw, but truly to have that woman kill you. An Avatar? That’s not you."

"So... I succeeded."

An ironic smile appeared on Jiang Shouzhong’s face.

You Tan frowned, and inexplicably, a bad premonition welled up within her.

Plop!

Something slowly slipped from Jiang Shouzhong’s hand, falling to the ground.

You Tan’s eyes widened.

It was the Avatar Puppet.

She looked at the dying Jiang Shouzhong with an incomprehensible and incredibly shocked expression, exclaiming, "You didn’t use the Avatar!?"

"Right..."

The light in Jiang Shouzhong’s eyes seemed to be fading slowly, murmuring, "You thought... I was saying those things to Jiang Yi? I was deliberately speaking for you to hear...

I guessed that you were always lurking around us, and that you possessed the dog, right? I did it... to lure you out."

As the man’s words fell, golden sparks began to float out from You Tan’s body.

It seemed to be a sign of complete obliteration.

"Impossible! You clearly lost! Water Moon Dream Mirror, are you blind? He clearly lost!"

Feeling her soul power rapidly dissipating, You Tan’s face twisted in frustration.

She fixed her resentful gaze on Jiang Shouzhong:

"Madman! You’re a madman! Do you really have no desire to live? But don’t celebrate too soon, I survived the Water Moon Dream Mirror before, and this time I surely—"

Whoosh!

Before You Tan could finish speaking, her body dissolved into specks of light, fading away.

"Jiang Mo!"

Jiang Yi, regaining mobility, rushed to the man in the box.

The woman pressed a hand tightly to the bleeding back of his neck, her charming face full of panic and distress: "Wasn’t it the Avatar? Didn’t you say it was the Avatar?"

Jiang Shouzhong slowly closed his eyes: "I’m sorry... I shouldn’t have doubted you..."

"Jiang Mo, you bastard! Didn’t you say it was the Avatar? Don’t die on me! You bastard! Why did you lie to me..."

Staring at Jiang Shouzhong’s body as it gradually lost its life, Jiang Yi’s voice choked with sobs, near breakdown, and her blood-covered fingers spasmed involuntarily.

"Also..."

Jiang Shouzhong murmured, "Just now I secretly touched you very carefully, seemed like... should have... no Qingchen... large..."

The man’s head drooped, and he fell silent.