Small, Chapter 390 Confession, Aunt Qiu is the Master of Hidden Kill!

"What? You gave it to me the first time?!" Gu Junlin's mouth was wide open, scratching his head, he couldn't figure out when this had happened.

Feng Qiushuang softly hummed, not daring to look directly at Gu Junlin. The impending social death made her wish she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Gu Junlin's expression was complex: "Aunt Qiu, I can understand your feelings... but you really don't need to cover up a lie with another lie.

"Although I am indeed a bit upset that I wasn't your first man, it's all in the past. Compared to that, I care more about our future, I want a trustworthy Aunt Qiu."

Feng Qiushuang bit her lip. Unless absolutely necessary, she really didn't want to reveal her identity as the Master of Hidden Kill, a persona that could completely ruin her image.

But, compared to her image, she cared more about her innocence. She didn't care about others' slander or misunderstandings, but she couldn't accept even the slightest doubt from Gu Junlin!

Thinking this, Feng Qiushuang endured the pain of her "deflowering" and straightened up, facing Gu Junlin:

"Little Junlin, I've disappointed you. The Aunt Qiu you trusted has actually lied to you more than once."

After a pause, she continued earnestly: "But my affection for you has no concealment. To me, your life is more important than mine."

Facing Aunt Qiu's simple yet sincere confession, Gu Junlin felt moved:

"Let's let the past be past. As long as Aunt Qiu doesn't lie to me in the future, that's enough."

Feng Qiushuang gently shook her head, then slowly nodded:

"From now on, I won't lie to you anymore. Today, Aunt Qiu will tell you about my other, unknown side."

Under Gu Junlin's puzzled gaze, Feng Qiushuang used the Yin-Yang power within her to break her own seal.

Then, her figure gradually became illusory, turning into a purple mist, which then separated into two people.

One was Aunt Qiu, dressed in purple, graceful and charming. The other was the seductive Moon Emperor, wearing a black eye patch and sexy black stockings on her straight, jade-like legs!

Seeing this, Gu Junlin's eyes widened like copper gongs. After a moment of stunned silence, he began to rub his eyes vigorously, as if everything before him was an illusion.

Feng Qiushuang's lips slightly parted as she explained: "This is my divine skill, called Shadow Clone. It can create a spiritual body with seventy percent of my combat power."

At this point, her charming face blushed slightly: "Every time I bullied you, it was my real body. When both appeared, the Aunt Qiu you saw was my spiritual body..."

"Wait, let me take a moment." Gu Junlin waved his hand in a daze. Every word from Aunt Qiu was like a thunderbolt to him.

The Master of Hidden Kill is Aunt Qiu? How could he accept that?

The elegant and noble Aunt Qiu, how could she be the flirtatious and dissolute Master of Hidden Kill?!

Seeing Gu Junlin's disbelief, Feng Qiushuang guiltily recounted things only the Master of Hidden Kill would know, how she had threatened Gu Junlin with the true souls of Bai Yingying and Yu Feiyan, and how she had bullied him at night...

Gu Junlin couldn't accept it, pointing at Feng Qiushuang like a madman: "I get it, you're the Master of Hidden Kill, you're not Aunt Qiu!"

Feng Qiushuang: "..."

She had deceived him too much, now even telling the truth, little Junlin didn't believe her...

Feng Qiushuang took out her true feather: "This is something unique to the Phoenix clan, it can't be faked. The one left in your body by Sister Xian'er will surely sense it."

In the spiritual sea, the true feather belonging to Feng Qingxian trembled, a resonance of the same bloodline.

Seeing Gu Junlin's dazed expression and lack of rebuttal, Feng Qiushuang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She was really afraid that Gu Junlin would rather believe the Master of Hidden Kill had Phoenix blood than believe it was her.

"Aunt Qiu, how could it be you..." Gu Junlin murmured in despair. The moment he saw the shadow clone, he had already believed, but it was just too hard for him to accept.

"Sorry for deceiving you for so long." Feng Qiushuang said guiltily.

"Why did you do this? Why did you become the Master of Hidden Kill... and treat me like that?"

Gu Junlin questioned, even at this moment, he still didn't want to connect the two.

Feng Qiushuang didn't answer directly, but asked: "Putting aside my relationship with the Master of Hidden Kill, do you hate her?"

Hearing this, Gu Junlin was stunned. Honestly, did he hate the Master of Hidden Kill?

He had hated her, but more than that, he felt aggrieved. He wanted to improve his strength, to surpass her, to conquer her.

And this bit of hatred was based on the Master of Hidden Kill threatening him with the lives of Yingying and Feiyan.

After she handed over their true souls, there was no hatred left. In fact, on the day the Master of Hidden Kill said goodbye, he even felt a bit of reluctance.

Feng Qiushuang said softly: "My transformation technique has flaws, she would be somewhat influenced by the original owner's personality. But even so, I never truly harmed you."

Gu Junlin suddenly understood why the Master of Hidden Kill, when transformed into the Moon Emperor, and when transformed into "Aunt Qiu," had such different attitudes towards him.

One was arrogant and rude, the other gentle and considerate, the latter was almost exactly like Aunt Qiu, except more flirtatious...

He had wondered at the time, how could the Master of Hidden Kill mimic so well...

She was pretending to be herself, of course it was like!

"Do you hate her?" Feng Qiushuang asked again.

"No." Gu Junlin slightly lowered his head.

Feng Qiushuang's face blossomed into a smile, and she began to answer Gu Junlin's earlier question:

"I became the Master of Hidden Kill because Aunt Qiu had long since..."