Chapter 5 Not as good as a dog

Si Yan put a sanitary napkin under her mask, barely holding back the bleeding wound, and continued riding her electric scooter back.

Huchi, wheeze~
No one was around.

But the wheezing sound always lingered in my ears.

Si Yan couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling. What the hell was going on?
She didn't dare to think too much, nor did she dare to look too much.

After entering the room and turning on the light, I was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when the wheezing breathing sound came again.

"Who?"

Si Yan doesn't believe in ghosts and gods.

But the strange breathing sound tonight made her wonder if she had attracted some unclean creature outside.

Si Yan searched nervously.

Finally, it was discovered that the strange breathing sound actually came from the black jade.

The originally cold, hard and rough stone had a strange warmth and softness after being stained with blood.

Si Yan felt a little dizzy from losing too much blood. He didn't want to know what this strange Pluto's Order was used for at the moment, so he found a box to put it in and stuffed it under the bed.

Out of sight out of mind.

Let the breathing Pluto be reduced to ashes.

Si Yan was about to stand up by the edge of the bed when he suddenly felt dizzy and blacked out. He then fell to the side of the bed and lost consciousness.

"Fairy Si Yan."

She heard the voice of the psychopath again.

midnight.

Mass graves.

Ye Lanxi found a large tree that was half burned by lightning.

He first used lightning-struck wood to make a plain-looking scabbard for the God-Slaying Sword.

Then he used the best piece of lightning-struck wood to carefully carve and draw the appearance of Fairy Si Yan on it.

He carved with great care and concentration, even the hair was carved to look lifelike.

To be precise, Fairy Si Yan was the first and only woman he had ever seen in this world, except for his mother Ji Mingzhu.

And his memory of his mother had long since become blurred.

Fairy Si Yan's appearance, voice, and charm quickly filled all his imaginations of women.

Its daybreak.

The wooden statue in Ye Lanxi's hand seemed to be endowed with spiritual energy. No matter from which angle you look at it, it was extremely similar to Fairy Si Yan.

He blew away the debris on the wooden statue, then carried the wooden statue of Fairy Si Yan with great care as he walked towards the capital.

After living for eighteen years, this is the first time Ye Lanxi has entered the city.

The streets are bustling with people.

On the colorful embroidered building, a young girl in thin clothes was leaning against the railing, winking at the men passing by, "Sir, come and play."

The ones selling steamed buns and fried cakes, the ones selling rouge and powder, the ones performing acrobatics and carrying large tripods...

Everything around him was so new to Ye Lanxi.

Just then, two sturdy black horses pulled an extremely luxurious carriage and came rumbling over.

There was a commotion among the crowd.

"Look, look, that's the princess's carriage."

"Princess Le Ya is going to the Ye family?"

"Yes, the eldest son of the Ye family, Ye Mosun, has mastered the Twelve Forms of the Moon-Slashing Technique and has successfully entered the Spiritual Transformation Stage. The Ye family has held a grand banquet and invited all the celebrities and nobles in the capital to celebrate."

"The Ye family has produced such a rare genius. From now on, I'm afraid the royal family will have to show some courtesy to them."

Amid the people's discussions, Princess Le Ya's carriage passed by Ye Lanxi.

The breeze lifted the car curtains.

Murong Leya glanced at him and was instantly attracted by Ye Lanxi's unparalleled handsome appearance.

He had a sword in a wooden sheath hanging around his waist, and he was dressed in rags, with unkempt hair and a dirty face, like a beggar.

But he stood there, his figure as tall and majestic as an orchid and jade tree, and his pair of bottomless dark eyes contained a thrilling power.

Princess Le Ya's heart skipped a beat. She was immediately captivated by him and couldn't take her eyes off him for a long time.

Ye Lanxi looked at her.

He couldn't help but think of when Ye Mosun used him as a human target last night and said proudly that he had entered the Spirit Transformation Stage and mastered the Twelve Moves of Cutting the Moon, and would be able to marry the most beautiful Princess Le Ya of the Da Xin Kingdom soon.

Twelve Moon-Chopping Styles.

Ye Lanxi vomited blood and fell in the first move.

Yamosun kicked him hard several times and cursed him viciously: "Useless thing, worse than a dog." Today, he, who is worse than a dog, is back.

After being enlightened by Fairy Si Yan, he was reborn and wanted to try his Twelve Moon-Slashing Styles again.

On the carriage.

The maid Dong'er lifted the curtain and looked back, and said uneasily: "Princess, the beggar is following us."

"Ignore him."

Princess Le Ya felt upset about her recent gaffe.

Before setting off, his father, the Emperor Murong Yao (pronounced yao, second tone, same as yao), had warned him earnestly that the spiritual energy of Lingyang Continent was becoming increasingly thinner, and that the Daxin Kingdom had not produced a master in the Spirit Transformation Stage for more than a hundred years.

The neighboring country of Li not only produced three masters in the Spirit Transformation Stage, but also a peerless master in the Taixu Stage.

Even in the Dongyi Kingdom, a man and a woman successfully entered the God Transformation Stage some time ago.

Only their Da Xin country has lost its talents, and there is not even one person in the Spirit Transformation Stage.

For this reason, the great Da Xin Kingdom was often ridiculed and bullied by the Li Kingdom and the Dongyi Kingdom.

Father Emperor Murong Yao said: "Ye Moxun is the hope of our Great Xin Kingdom. His two younger brothers are also very powerful. Only if you marry Ye Moxun can our royal family's power be effectively consolidated."

The emperor even asked her to bring gifts to Yamasun.

Murong Leya didn't like the rude, arrogant and ugly Ye Mosun.

But she is a princess and should contribute to the rise and fall of the Murong royal family and the Daxin Kingdom.

What's more, in Lingyang Continent, strength is everything, not appearance. Even if Ye Mosun, who is in the Spiritualization Stage, is a pig, she has to marry him.

"Uu——!"

The coachman let out a long sigh, and the carriage stopped in front of the Ye family's door.

At night, the house was decorated with lights and colorful lanterns, and drums and music were played.

Ye Qing, the head of the Ye family, is short, stout, and dark, with a small head and thick neck. The pure gold crown, the large pure gold collar, and the gorgeous clothes embroidered with gold thread make him look like a giant toad covered with golden pus.

Luo Qi, the mistress of the Ye family, is tall and fat, with broad shoulders and a round waist. Her big lips painted with red lipstick cannot cover her protruding yellow teeth. When she smiles, her fat face is almost entirely exposed.

The couple was standing at the door welcoming guests. When they saw the princess approaching in her carriage, they happily stepped forward to greet her.

"Hahaha, the princess's presence here really brings honor to our humble Ye family."

Before Ye Qing finished speaking, he suddenly saw a beggar with dishevelled hair, bare feet and ragged clothes walking towards him.

Today is a big day for the eldest son, Yamasun.

We can’t let this beggar ruin our good deeds.

"Someone, get this stinky beggar away from me."

"Yes."

At that moment, several strong servants came forward with sticks in their hands and drove them away aggressively: "Get lost! You don't even know the time when you're begging for food! If you ruin our Master Xun's good deeds today, we will break your dog legs."

Ye Lanxi looked up at the magnificent door lintel of the Ye Mansion, a hint of cold murderous intent flashing across his eyes.

He wants to let blood flow here.

He wants to pile up corpses here.

He wants to make sure that everyone in this mansion is killed without a burial place!
Call ~
The leading servant raised an iron rod and hit him on the head.

Princess Leya blurted out: "Stop!"

Ye Qing looked at Murong Leya in confusion: "Princess, what are you doing...?"

"This beggar didn't offend anyone in your Ye family. Isn't it inappropriate to beat him up in the street like this?"

"Ha ha……"

Ye Qing pretended to laugh it off on the surface, but he sneered in his heart.

This is inappropriate as hell.

The law of the jungle and survival of the fittest has always been the principle followed by everyone in Lingyang Continent.

The Ye family has produced a genius like Xun'er, and even the royal family is eager to curry favor with them. As the head of the family, what's wrong with him punishing a mere beggar?

This Murong Leya is unworthy of being a princess, but unfortunately she is brainless.

Ye Qing was muttering to himself when he suddenly saw the servants all flying backwards. After falling to the ground, some of them vomited blood, and some fainted.

"what happened?"

Ye Qing hurried forward to check.

The leading servant pointed at the 'beggar' standing with his hands behind his back in horror: "He, he he he..."

Before the servant could finish his words, his eyes rolled back and he died.

Ye Qing then discovered that these servants had their tendons and veins shattered by the extremely deep internal force. Even if they were lucky enough to survive, they would become disabled.

He looked at Ye Lanxi in disbelief.

(End of this chapter)

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