After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 959

The first day of the live broadcast show was a hit.

The number of people in the live room originally had only one or two thousand online, then it increased to four or five thousand, then to ten thousand, fifty thousand, one hundred thousand...

When they went to sleep at night, there were even five hundred thousand online!

"You can't live broadcast while you sleep, so we're off now, we'll start the live broadcast in the morning."

After the live broadcast ended, the netizens were still not satisfied.

As the night fell, the heat of the day faded away, and the night in the mountains felt exceptionally cool.

Especially where they lived in the bamboo house, the cool breeze was refreshing, and covering themselves with a blanket at night felt quite nice.

Everyone had been climbing mountains and doing physical labor during the day, so many of them fell asleep as soon as they got into bed.

After Sylvia and Franklin took a bath, they lay down on the bed.

The night spread over the earth, and the faint moonlight was like a white veil.

The night wind occasionally rustled the bamboo forest in the mountains, and the sound of rustling continued.

With a gentle breeze, swaying trees, flickering shadows, everything seemed distant and peaceful, adding endless charm to this late-night mountain village.

Suddenly, a light and shallow sound of footsteps quietly echoed.

A group of dozens of black-clothed masked men surrounded the largest double-layer bamboo house in the village.

The man at the forefront with red eyes above the black cloth said, "Kill!"

Just then, the sound of darts came flying through the air.

Before they could react, several black-clothed men directly made low howling sounds, plopping to the ground and not getting back up.

The leader of the black-clothed men was startled, and he stared at the fallen companions with red eyes full of hatred, gritted his teeth, and shouted their names, "Franklin! Sylvia!"

Upon the roof of the bamboo house, a man stood against the wind, with a high nose and thin lips tightly pressed into a line, his expression calm and composed from start to finish, as steady as a mountain.

A mocking and disdainful female voice suddenly sounded in the cold night, "It's so late, can't people rest in peace. You are getting more capable day by day, even when we come out to run a program we have to be hunted down."

As soon as the voice fell, with a creak, the door of the bamboo house opened.

A tall and slender figure stepped out from inside.

Her features were clear and cold, colder than the moonlight, her delicate features seemed to emit light on their own.

Sylvia's stunning face exuded a sharp murderous intent, "Unfortunately, they are just a bunch of clowns, overreaching themselves. There are some people who you can never hope to be compared to in your entire life."

Listening to her arrogant words, the leader of the black-clothed men's eyes were burning with rage. They had finally found this remote mountain village after receiving orders, and caught such a good opportunity.

Neither Franklin nor Sylvia had brought any subordinates with them. It was just the two of them, husband and wife.

They didn't expect that they would bring dozens of people, only to lose half of them before making a move?

The husband and wife joined forces, indeed living up to their reputation!

"No more nonsense, this day next year will be the anniversary of both of you." Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Franklin, who had been silent, finally raised his head slowly, his eyes sharp as an eagle, standing in place as if he were a god looking down on all living beings.

"Just on you two?"

With that, he leaped down. In his eyes, the two-story building seemed as flat as the ground.

Without giving these black-clothed men any time to react, he plunged into their formation, the pale moonlight reflecting in his pitch-black eyes, his chilling and cold stare causing the pupils of the black-clothed men to suddenly constrict.

At the same time, Sylvia also made a move with great tacit understanding.

Instantly, the killing intent soared.

Franklin's skill was amazing, with every move lethal, as if the God of Death had descended!

After a few clashes, the remaining black-clothed men also fell to the ground in halves. Large patches of blood soaked his black clothes.

However, he remained completely unaware, decisive in all his actions!

The leader of the black-clothed men became more and more alarmed as he watched, as his attacks became more and more frantic.

In the chaos, he suddenly grabbed a subordinate next to him, blocking Franklin's fierce attack. The subordinate's blood sprayed onto his face, a ruthless glint passing through his eyes. He flicked the white powder hidden in his palm, directly towards Franklin!

"Honey, be careful!"

Sylvia shouted, but it was too late.

Franklin stumbled, his knee hitting the ground, his blood-red eyes cold, but his thin lips visibly starting to turn purple, then black...

Clearly, he had been poisoned!

Sylvia stared coldly at the leader of the black-clothed men, "You're looking for death!"

A dagger appeared in her hand at some point, and her figure moved like a night-blooming cereus in the dark, fiercely pouncing towards the opponent. With a "thud," the dagger pierced the man's neck, the ink-like hair spreading in the air, followed by a thud!

The man fell to the ground and did not get up, his eyes wide open.

"Such fast skills!" He managed to say before he choked on his last breath.

Sylvia took care of the remaining two black-clothed men and then ran towards Franklin. She helped him up, "How are you feeling?"

Franklin shook his head slowly, "This place needs to be cleaned up."

Although it was late at night, the scene here needed to be cleaned up urgently. Luckily, as soon as these black-clothed men appeared, they had noticed their tracks.

And before going to bed, everyone had drank tea with a mild sedative added to it, otherwise they would have been disturbed and it wouldn't have been good to harm any innocent people.

The entire village was plunged into a bloody scene, but Franklin directly made a call to Jasper, "Handle this trash for you, how long until you arrive?"

Jasper and a group of people were climbing the mountain, "Young master, we will arrive in about ten minutes. The other side is too audacious!"

"Find out who sent them." Franklin had just finished speaking when a sudden dizziness hit him, his body swaying. If it weren't for Sylvia supporting him, his tall figure probably wouldn't have been able to support himself and would have collapsed directly.

After hanging up the phone, Sylvia supported him back to the bamboo house, "Let me check what poison you've been inflicted with."

The bamboo forest rustled, and the two of them returned to the room together. Sylvia immediately opened her luggage, taking out a set of silver needles arranged in a line in front of the bed.

Franklin took off his blood-stained clothes, fortunately, he had no injuries on his body.

But his handsome face looked pale, his lips were turning purplish-blue and black, looking horrifying.

Sylvia went straight with acupuncture needles to pierce the major acupoints on his body.

"I'll help you expel the poison first."

She was extremely focused, her white fingers pinching the silver needle glowing in the lamplight.

Soon, Franklin's body was covered with dozens of silver needles.

After about five minutes, with a "thud," a black liquid spurted out of Franklin's thin lips, a thick bloody smell filling the air.

Sylvia frowned slightly at the black liquid he spat out.

"This blood is unusual."

The puddle of blood on the ground wasn't just black, it also had a hint of gold. What was going on? She remembered that only the Love Parasite, which she had implanted in her body, could have a golden tinge in its poison, and...

Countless Love Ties!

The first day it was gold, the second day it would turn silver, the third day purple... The longer the detoxification was delayed, the more colors would appear, and the weaker the body of the poisoned person would become.

That was why it was called Countless Love Ties, and forty-nine days later, the poisoned person's body would suffer severe deterioration and ultimately death, unless they severed the love ties completely.

But it was extremely difficult for a normal person to sever the love ties.

Franklin looked at her serious expression, wiped the blood from his lips, and lazily looked at her, "What's wrong?"

"The antidote is not easy to prepare." Sylvia's clear eyes showed a hint of worry, "But, we can give it a try."

She took out a fragrant pill from her medicine box, "This is the detoxifying pill of the Blood Medical Sect that we acquired at the auction a while ago. It is said to be able to cure over thirty types of poison. I found out that it couldn't cure the Love Parasite poison back then, but maybe it can work for this poison."

She poured a glass of water and handed it to Franklin, who placed the pill in his mouth and drank the water.

"It's almost dawn, you should rest for a while. If it doesn't work by morning, we'll go back." Sylvia helped Franklin lie down on the bed.

She turned off the lights and lay down beside the man.

The next morning, everyone woke up early, too embarrassed to sleep in.

The villagers got up even earlier, some raising chickens and ducks, some going to the river to fish, starting another busy day.

The morning on the mountain felt different from other times, with fresh air, pleasant bird songs, even the cries of some unknown insects could be heard, the natural sounds of nature, the fragrance of flowers, the gentle spring breeze, feeling very comfortable.

When Sylvia woke up, she found that the other side of the bed was already empty, her heart tightened. As she put on her clothes and called out, "Franklin?"

"I'm right here." The man's magnetic voice came from the bathroom, and she hurriedly rushed out of the room. The bedroom in this bamboo house didn't have a bathroom, so if you wanted to wash up, you had to go to the bathroom next door.

The sound was coming from the next room.

Standing at the bathroom door, Sylvia saw the tall figure of the man squeezed into the cramped bathroom, his actions unusually elegant and charming even while brushing his teeth and washing his face.

He turned his head, took a disposable face towel to wipe his face, then began to apply shaving foam on his face. With a slight tilt of his chin, his smooth jawline looked sexy and full of ultimate masculine charm.

His upper body muscles were taught and taut, tempting and sinful.

She just silently watched him, staring for a while before he finally finished cleaning up. Looking at his clean face, Sylvia observed his lip color and energy, "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere in your body?"

Franklin shook his head, "The poison should be gone, I feel fine."

Sylvia was still a little worried, so she led him back to the room, "Lie down quickly, let me do some acupuncture for you."

After the acupuncture treatment last night, the black toxins that had come out had covered his body. She had cleaned it for quite some time to make sure it was clean.

Now she took out distinct silver needles and inserted them into the various acupoints on the man's body.