Outside the sacred tree space, Yingzhao looked at the cold bamboo sea that had been completely covered by the red mist with a miserable expression.
Si Wuyue Xinhai is dead. When he dies, his ancestral blood disappears.
Her plans...all failed.
If this matter is discovered by the clan, even if she escapes to the ends of the earth, she will be captured and questioned.
Destroy the ancestral blood and you will be punished by having your soul scattered.
When she thought of the horrific criminal law, she staggered and fell to the ground.
At this moment, the sacred tree barrier suddenly shook, and then suddenly dispersed.
She immediately raised her head and stared in the direction of the sacred tree with wide eyes.
How is this going?
If the sacred tree has no owner, it will only stagnate here, and it is impossible to take the initiative to cancel the barrier. Could it be...
Her face changed slightly, but before she could think about it, she suddenly saw a portal opening in the sacred tree space, and a tall figure walked out of it. He raised his eyes and his eyes were as cold as blades, shining straight into Yingzhao's heart.
"Si Wuyue?!"
Yingzhao looked at the person walking out in disbelief, then looked back at the completely collapsed Lengzhuhai, and screamed: "How could you not be dead?"
"You should be happy that I'm not dead."
Si Wuyue said congratulations expressionlessly: "The ancestral blood is still there, and your life has been saved, right?"
Yingzhao's breath was stagnant: "You won't kill me?"
"Why did I kill you?"
The smile on Si Wuyue's face was so cold that it was chilling: "Thanks to you, I can successfully take back this piece of my heart, and I no longer have any weaknesses to show to others. I should thank you."
When Yingzhao heard these words, her head seemed to have been hit hard by someone. Her eyes were bloodshot, almost overflowing, and her voice was hoarse: "Si Wuyue, are you plotting against me? Why, it's obviously me who is plotting against you. I …”
Si Wujue waved her sleeves, and a branch shot out like lightning. The power of the green was like the force of ten thousand mountains, pulling Yingzhao away from its source, and then wrapped around her ankle and pulled it back.
"Yingzhao, you are the last saint in the clan, how did you get the courage to plot against me?"
Si Wuyue continued to wave his sleeves, his eyes were fierce, but his tone became softer: "I have reported this matter to the clan, and no one can protect you. You will fall from the high position of a saint and become the lowest slave. Everyone can step on it, step on it, and you can't live or die.
Are you satisfied with this result? "
"Si Wu Yue!"
Yingzhao's body was stained with blood, her hair was disheveled, and she looked like a madman, "You can't kill someone with just your head, so you might as well kill me!"
"How could I be willing to let you die?"
Si Wuyue had no expression on his face and said slowly, but the frequency of whipping the branches was increasing, "After you died, not only did I no longer have any grievances, but I did. Things are not easy to handle."
Yingzhao was beaten to a pulp and screamed repeatedly. She could only listen to Si Wuyue saying heart-wrenching words, but she was unable to respond. Even her harsh words were blocked by branches.
She was depressed to the extreme. Not long after, she was so angry that she passed out and lay on the ground without moving.
When Yuan Mo and Si Yan came over, they saw this scene. The two demons were as silent as cicadas, not daring to say a word.
Yuan Mo looked around and saw no trace of Xiang Shen, and felt bad.
Could it be that there was a séance that day...
Yuan Mo looked at Si Yan, who swayed for a while. The two demons had a tacit understanding and decided not to mention Xiang Shu's existence in front of their master.
"What if the master asks?"
Yuan Mo was worried, so he said she was gone? Can the master believe it?
"Yuan Mo."
Si Wuyue suddenly spoke up, his tone extremely cold.
Yuan Mo was excited, his heart was raised, and he quickly stepped forward and said, "Master."
"Take Yingzhao under strict supervision. If anything unexpected happens before the three law enforcement elders of the clan arrive, I will only ask you."
Yuan Mo breathed a sigh of relief and responded immediately.
"Siyan, clean up this place."
After Si Wuyue finished speaking, he turned to the table under the tree, took out the Hunyuan gauze that had turned into pitch black color, and placed it on the table, dazed in a daze.
While casting a spell to seal Yingzhao, Yuan Mo peeked at Si Wuyue and couldn't help but secretly send a message: "Siyan, the master is a little weird. Do you think he knows about it?"
Siyan's tone was low, "I think the master needs to be told. The mistress's thoughts need to be known to the master."
Mistress?
Yuan Mo was stunned for a moment, and then spoke: "Indeed, the mistress is a reincarnated soul. When she dissipates, she will lose a piece of memory. The master will not be particularly sad. Wait for two days, and the master will calm down before mentioning it. We can also Suffer less.”
"You are the eldest brother, you make the decision."
Si Yan said nothing, turned around and drifted away to clean up the blood stains in front of the tree.
Yuan Mo watched it float away and hissed lightly.
Is this guy planning to let him take the blame alone after the incident comes to light, hiding from him?
"Siyan, can't you learn something good..."
With a murmur, Yuan Mo picked up Ying Zhao and left.
…
Ten years later, Dongzhou.
In the territory of Thousand Stars Palace, there is a mortal village.
A pink and jade-like girl walked from the winding path overgrown with weeds. The girl was born fair and chubby, with a fair and delicate face with baby fat. Her eyes were round and black, so pure that there was no impurity at all. She was really cute.
The only fly in the ointment is that the girl has a round birthmark at the end of her eye, which halves her original beauty and often makes the children in the village laugh at her.
Although the girl was small, her steps were steady. She walked all the way to the stream and squatted down. She lifted up her slightly longer hair and looked at the reflection in the water, especially the birthmark at the end of her right eye.
The hollow circle... looks like a ring.
The girl was deep in thought and subconsciously raised her hand to make the secret, but she stopped when she saw someone else by the stream.
"Shuan'er..."
A woman's gentle cry came from the distance, "Shuan'er, where are you? Come back to eat quickly."
The middle-aged woman who was bathing by the stream immediately raised her head and smiled when she saw this, "Xiao Chuan'er, go back quickly, don't keep your mother waiting."
The girl straightened up and responded crisply: "Thank you, Mrs. Lin, for reminding me. I'll go back soon."
After saying that, the girl turned around and hurried back without forgetting to say goodbye to the middle-aged woman.
The middle-aged woman looked at the girl's back with envy in her eyes. The girl from the Luo family was so lucky. She didn't know how she gave birth to such a well-behaved child.
If he doesn't fight for three days, his boy will have to go to the house to uncover the tiles.
Needless to say, this girl is the reincarnated Xiang Shu.
She turned ten exactly past midnight last night and had just recovered her memory. She ran to the stream early this morning to see what she would look like in this life.
This face is no different from before. Compared with the "Xiang Shen" she passed through as a soul, it looks more like the face from her previous life.
The face of the original owner "Xiang Shu" was not much different from hers, with only slight differences. However, Xiang Shu still felt more comfortable looking at his own face.
The thoughts in my mind changed for a moment, and the little family in this life was already in sight.
"Mom, I'm back!"
Xiang Shuan screamed and ran into the house. Although she was much older than her mother in terms of soul, she had ten years of memories to lay the foundation for her. Her mother had to endure a lot of hardships by pulling her up until now.
She deserves this.
"Eat as soon as you get back."
The woman came out of the kitchen carrying the last dish, her face plain and gentle, and if you look closely, she was a bit stunning.
Her surname is Luo, and her name is Luo Qingyun.
So in this life, Xiang Shu will be called Luo Shu.
Because of her appearance and age, Luo Qingyun was often introduced to marriages in the village. However, without exception, the men asked to throw away the oil bottles. Naturally, Luo Qingyun refused, and they have been here for ten years.
People in the village often said that she was stupid to hang herself on a daughter because she was letting go of a good life.
Luo Qingyun didn't feel it herself. She felt that Luo Shu was God's greatest gift to her after her disaster.
After having Luo Shen, she no longer thought about the past and was finally freed from the pain. This was the best thing for her.
Xiang Shu climbed up on the stool and looked at the table full of sumptuous dishes. He suddenly said in surprise: "Mom, what day is today? There are so many dishes, our family can't handle them?"
"You little fool, have you forgotten? Today is your birthday."
Luo Qingyun put down the last dish, with a smile on her face, and looked at Xiang Shuan with loving eyes, "How many decades can we live in our life? No matter how poor our family is, we still have to celebrate your birthday, right?"
Xiang Shu picked up a piece of scrambled eggs with chopsticks and said vaguely: "My family usually eats quite well. I can live for many more decades. If my birthday is the same after my birthday, you should stop being extravagant and wasteful."
Luo Qingyun burst out laughing when she heard that, and reached out to stroke Xiang Shu's hair, "Who did you learn from when you talk so old-fashioned? You don't have to worry about family matters, and I won't make you hungry no matter what. "
"I know."
Xiang Shu hugged Luo Qingyun's arm, "My mother is the best in the world!"
There is also Siwuqi.
Xiang Shu added silently in his heart.
Luo Qingyun felt a little warm in her heart when she heard this, "Eat quickly, the weather is cold. If you don't eat, the food will be cold."
After the meal, Xiang Shu followed Luo Qingyun to the well and helped wash the dishes together.
"Shuan'er, Mom went to the market medical clinic today to inquire. Recently, an old gentleman who travels around came to the medical clinic. He has a way to remove the birthmark on your face."
When Luo Qingyun mentioned this, she paused and said, "Don't worry about not having enough money for medical treatment. Mom recently went to the mountain to pick a lot of medicinal materials and made a fortune, which is enough for you to see a doctor."
"I know that my mother is very capable. She can dig out medicinal materials that no one else can find."
After praising Xiang Shen, he immediately changed his tone and said, "But mother, no need."
She probably knew where the birthmark came from. After recovering her memory, she sensed the existence of the blood ring in her body.
This was created by the blood ring in her Yuan embryo.
She was reincarnated as a Yuan embryo, but she didn't lose the blood ring and followed her.
"This birthmark is quite good. Didn't you say that I am too beautiful and can easily cause trouble? With this birthmark in the way, our family's troubles will be reduced by at least half. I don't care what the children in the village say. They can say whatever they like. .”
Luo Qingyun was slightly dazed after hearing this.
Shuan'er is already sensible enough, but today's words still made her feel sour.
This child was clearly crying at home two days ago because he was ostracized by the children in the village...
After hesitating for a moment, Luo Qingyun nodded: "Okay, then let's not mention this matter."
She agreed on the surface, but in her heart she decided to invite the old gentleman to her home to show Chun'er.
