The favor of heaven, followed by all beasts, the abandoned daughter, she tortured the scum and becam

"Yan Xue, how does it feel to be stripped alive and stripped of your soul and bones?"

In the dilapidated and drafty thatched house, one after another, the high-pitched and miserable female voices pierced the silence of the night.

The screams woke up more than thirty people in the Yan family, and even the spiritual beasts and birds that lived around were frightened and fled in all directions.

"The third lady is torturing the second lady again..."

The servants murmured something in sleep, and pulled the quilt over their heads familiarly, blocking out the heart-rending screams.

"Scream, keep screaming! Trash, just go away with your short-lived mother!"

In the dim light, a woman could be faintly seen crawling along the river of blood towards the door. The skin on her back was torn and her eyes were hollow and bleeding.

She wanted to escape, but her feet were nailed to the spot by the soul-locking nails. Every time she moved, her flesh and blood pulled at her meridians, and death became a luxury.

Behind her stood a woman in white clothes and a beautiful face, with a frightening smile on her child-like face.

The woman in white is named Yan Lanzhu, and she is the third young lady of the Yan family.

The woman lying on the ground in a miserable state was Yan Xue, the second young lady of the Yan family.

Yan Lanzhu held a soul-locking nail in his left hand and a soul-locking hammer in his right hand. He couldn't hide the ferocious smile on his face.

She walked up to Yan Xue and stepped on her cheeks with delicate embroidered shoes until she deformed. "Trash, don't die. The soul that is nailed by the Soul Lock cannot be reincarnated after death."

"Yan Lanzhu, I want to see my father. If my father knew that you were treating me like this, he would never let you go!" Yan Xue's voice was dripping with blood.

Hearing her words, Yan Lanzhu was not afraid at all, and the smile on his face became more and more crazier, "What a fool. The soul-locking nail in my hand was given to me by my father specifically to execute you!"

Yan Xue couldn't react for a long time, her lips trembled and opened slightly: "Why..."

"why?"

Yan Lanzhu saw that she was still kept in the dark when she was about to die, so he simply let her know!

"Because my sister's disease needs the nourishment of high-quality spiritual bones to heal. If you want to blame me, I blame you for inheriting the high-quality spiritual bones from your bitch!"

Unexpectedly, her father would kill Yan Ruqing because of her illness!

Yan Xue closed her eyes in despair, strange thoughts flashed through her mind, and her eyes were about to split: "My mother's death is also related to the Yan family?"

"Your bitch died in the hands of her father with her own hands, and she never closed her eyes..."

As he finished speaking, Yan Xue's creepy laughter lingered in his ears, as if he was talking about a commonplace trivial matter.

Yan Xuehou's molars were almost broken. She followed her mother's last wish and lived peacefully in the Yan family.

Unexpectedly, the Yan family treated them as livestock, suffered humiliation, and were slaughtered!

"You are just that bitch who gave birth to someone else outside. If you die, you will die. Do you think your father will care about you?"

Yan Xue endured the soul-burning pain caused by the soul-locking nails without saying a word. She could feel life passing by and her body gradually became numb and stiff.

Her mother never revealed half of her life experience. She only said that when she becomes a spiritual master, she will naturally understand everything.

But her spiritual bones were missing, her five meridians were destroyed, and she could no longer practice.

The hatred of my mother, and the hatred of being skinned alive. If she, Yan Xue, could have an afterlife, even if she turned into a ghost, she would definitely make the Yan family pay a thousand times the price!

Yan Xue spurted a mouthful of dirty blood and died completely.

"poor child……"

Before death, a quiet and ancient voice seemed to have passed through the baptism of years and passed to Yan Xue's sea of ​​consciousness.

"But your soul is locked by the Soul Lock. Even if I help you, you can't be reincarnated as a human."

"But I can help you become something else. I hope you can use this mortal body to come to the God Realm and see me."

Then, the night sky suddenly became as bright as day, and a beam of warm light hit her like a spring breeze.

Heaven?

But why does she have anything to do with Tiandao?

After thinking about it, it must have been the sin that the Yan family had inflicted on her, which even Heaven could not stand.

Yan Xue sneered and accepted the gift of heaven.

……

Linghe Xianju, Baicao Stream.

A ten-thousand-year-old Emperor Blood Ginseng exudes a faint glow all over its body.

Yan Xue was reborn with the help of Heaven, but she really didn't expect that she would be reborn on a medicinal herb!

This Tian Dao, is he going to help her or harm her?

This little medicinal herb can be trampled to death by anyone, okay?

Just as Yan Xue was cursing and asking Tiandao to be reincarnated, heavy footsteps suddenly sounded at the end of the quiet gravel road.

Before I saw the person, I heard his voice first.

"Now is the best time to pick the Ten Thousand Years Emperor Blood Ginseng..."

Wannian Huangji Blood Ginseng?

Isn't that who she is now?

I didn’t expect that she had just quaked, and now she was going to quack again.

Yan Xue was shaken, thinking what kind of ruthless demon king this was.

Unexpectedly, when he raised his eyes and looked up, he ran into a pair of deep and solemn black eyes, and his heart was instantly taken away.

The man is dressed in black clothes that are tailored to fit him. He has a bunch of hair tied up with a jade hairpin, and his black silk hair is as black as ink. He has an elegant figure, noble aura, and is tall and tall. It's like a banished immortal nourished by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Cold and noble, but unspeakably dangerous.

The man stood still in front of Yan Xue. He leaned forward slightly and gently touched the leaves of the blood ginseng with his fingertips.

At this moment, Yan Xue seemed to be being gently stroked by a man.

From head to toe, everything was touched by his big hands.

His movements were familiar and he had been taking care of her for thousands of years. The movements of her hands were as gentle as feathers, and the warmth from her fingertips seemed to burn her skin.

Yan Xue gradually became dizzy under his touch.

In a flash, the man had neatly drawn out the sword from his waist, and the aura on the sword was slowly moving like flowing clouds.

The sword light was colder than the murderous look in the man's eyes.

He actually wanted to put her to death! Yan Xue bit her back molar, unwilling to die easily by the sword.

Her family's revenge has not been avenged. If she loses this opportunity to be reborn, her soul will be shattered and she will never recover!

Fortunately, this herb is only one step away from transforming into another form. It happens that under this valley is the spiritual eye of heaven and earth, and the spiritual energy is continuously poured into Yan Xue's body.

She's going to transform.

As long as he takes human form, the man in front of him can't kill people and get medicine, right?

Yan Xue had a great idea, but it was too late!

The sword light was approaching, and the cold white light made Yan Xue close her eyes. She was unwilling to give in!

The night sky suddenly became as bright as day, and God helped her once again. Yan Xue felt himself expanding, as if brand new bones and tendons were breaking out of the ground.

A hint of amusement flashed in the man's cold black eyes, and then turned around and disappeared. The moment the tip of the Xuantian Iron Sword touched the blood ginseng, it turned into water.

Without showing any surprise in his eyes, he quickly pulled out the short knife from the void and stabbed the blood ginseng again.