Bai Ling'er did not die peacefully.
Wang Jixuan's first reaction upon seeing her corpse was...
This cave dwelling, which used to be quite comfortable, is no longer habitable.
Bai Ling'er's robe was hastily undone, and she was impaled through the chest by a longsword. Her body seemed to be straining, yet her facial expression was one of extreme ecstasy and satisfaction. Everywhere on her body there were horrible talisman marks.
Wang Jixuan frowned at the sight and casually waved his hand to cover Bai Ling'er's corpse with the scattered clothing beside her.
"What, what happened?"
Mao Mo's voice trembled.
Bai Ling'er died at the mountain gate he established, and in such a manner. Even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he couldn't clear his name.
Master Wang frowned and looked at Mao Mo.
Mao Mo quickly said, "Don't look at me, I did nothing! You know me, Brother, I never do anything risky!"
Wang Jixuan took half a step back, making Mao Mo even more anxious.
