The Crazy Princess Returns and Becomes the First Beast Tamer

Qianhua wiped away her tears and got up from the ground.

She knew that she had to hold back her hatred at this moment. She was in pain, but she couldn't let grandma see her pain.

Only after today, when they find a reason to leave, can she release all her emotions.

"It's so difficult, Yunli." Qianhua looked at Di Yunli helplessly, because those memories were already lingering in her mind.

It is a rare opportunity for her to retain some sanity now. It is too difficult for her to force herself to be happy and not show sadness or pain.

"It's not difficult, do you believe me?"

Qianhua nodded.

Di Yunli probed Qian Hua's forehead with two fingers again and reorganized her memories. In her memory at this moment, there was only the truth about the killing of her people, not the insult to her mother.

When she opened her eyes again, there was only hatred and anger in Qianhua's eyes.

She realized that she had forgotten something, but she remembered that she had agreed to Di Yunli tampering with her memory.

Since she had helped her hide it, and she had agreed to it, now must not be the time to recall that memory.

"Kill this one first to vent my anger." Di Yunli waved his hand, and Chu Mo sent Asda to the two of them.

Asda's eyes widened in horror, "It's the Spiritual Emperor! He has the cultivation level of a Spiritual Emperor!"

He should have known long ago that only the Spiritual Emperor could take him away quietly and take him through the gaps in space.

But there are only three Spiritual Emperors on Kunpeng Island. Why have I never heard of this one?

And judging from his appearance, he seemed to be very respectful to the female cultivator, which was obviously even more weird.

Not to mention, although he couldn't see through Di Yunli's cultivation, he could feel that Di Yunli should not have reached the realm of Spiritual Emperor.

But a Spiritual Emperor was so respectful to a female cultivator with a cultivation level of Spiritual King or below. Either this female cultivator had concealed her cultivation level, or the power behind her was terrifyingly powerful.

Di Yunli didn't care about Asda's gaze, "Qianhua, are you afraid?"

She knew that Qianhua might not have ever killed anyone.

Qianhua picked up the knife on the ground and pointed it at Asda. "Why did you lure my people here? Why did you brutally kill them?"

Asda wanted to say something, but he felt a little afraid because Di Yunli and Chu Mo were there.

"The winner is the king, and the loser is the enemy. Since your Qian family lost, you will naturally be wiped out."

Qian Hua smiled, "What a winner is the king, what a loser is the enemy, what a way to cut the grass and eradicate the roots!"

She gripped the hilt of the knife with both hands, her tone and eyes filled with endless resentment.

"Bah~"

He chopped down with a knife, hitting Asda's shoulder so deep that the bone was visible.

"呲~"

Qianhua pulled out the knife and warm blood sprayed onto her face.

The blood dyed her eyes red, and she blinked rapidly and uncontrollably. Fear flashed in her eyes, and then only resolute hatred remained.

"Ah~"

Asda fell to the ground, rolling around in pain.

Di Yunli took out a dagger from the storage ring, "This knife is called Soul-breaking, it's sharper than yours."

Qianhua's hands were still dripping with blood. She took the dagger handed to her by Di Yunli and remembered how Di Yunli avenged Xiao Ling'er.

Then, the dagger was inserted directly into Asda's shoulder blade without any pause.

"Ah~!!!"

Asda's screams of pain became more and more intense. However, he could not break free from Emperor Ling's restraints, and could only watch Qianhua vent her hatred on him with a dagger.

One knife, one knife after another.

Shoulders, chest, thighs, knees.

From top to bottom, there were bloody gashes one after another, so deep that the bones were visible.

Asda had fainted from the pain several times, but Bai Ze was still hanging on to his life, so he did not die easily.

Qianhua looked at the blood on her hands and body, then at the dagger, and then at Asda, and suddenly she laughed like crazy.

"I killed someone."

"Killed."

"Hahaha~"

Di Yunli did not mind the blood on Qianhua's hand and held her hand.

Then, with her shallowly painted hand, she stabbed Asda in the heart.

"Remember, this is called murder."

Qianhua watched Asda's vitality fade away bit by bit, her hands trembling, and she cried and laughed.

"Uncle, uncle, uncle, sister..."

"I have avenged you. Painting has avenged you!"

"Did you see it? Did you see it!!!"

With tears in her eyes, she looked towards the horizon and shouted, but in the end, there was no response.

Di Yunli looked up into the air, then looked at Qianhua, with some heartache in his eyes. After all, the hatred Qianhua carried was not just hers, but the hatred of her family and her mother's family.

But why? Why did they attack the Qianhua family? If they had already done it, why did they pursue her mother's family? And why did they use an old lady as bait to lure these people out, interrogate them one by one, and then kill them?

If the two forces did not have a deep hatred, why would they spend so much effort?

Even if it means cutting the root of the problem, there is no need to do so much in vain.

However, Di Yunli still couldn't find the answers to these questions. Even if she asked, she couldn't get any answers to Qianhua's current mood.

"Senior sister! Senior sister, come quickly!"

Xiao Ling'er's voice came from the sea of ​​consciousness.

Di Yunli was startled, thinking that hostile forces were surrounding them.

But when she opened the Silent Array, she did not detect any fluctuations in spiritual power.

"Senior sister!" Ling'er was outside the cabin, "something happened."

Di Yunli and Qianhua felt a tightness in their hearts, and she quickly teleported back to the cabin with Qianhua.

But the next scene in the wooden house made Di Yunli frown.

Asda was dead, but his memory appeared in a strange memory storage array and was played out of thin air in the cabin.

Grandma had seen her situation and had seen that someone was looking for her.

"Grandma, don't look at it." Qianhua held back her tears and stood in front of her grandma.

Di Yunli waved his hand, but found that his attack was like hitting the air compared to the formation.

Although the formation was dispersed for a few breaths, it soon returned to its original form. The scene was still playing, showing those who came to look for grandma being tortured to death.

"Pap~"

The walking stick in grandma's hand fell to the ground.

"Grandma, don't look at it anymore." Qianhua cried and hugged her grandma, covering her eyes with her hands so that she wouldn't look at it anymore.

“Painting.” Grandma’s voice choked with sobs. “I thought no one cared about me. I would never see my family come to look for me in this lifetime.”

“But they came, painted, they came.”

"They died right in front of this cabin, but I didn't even know they were coming."

"Their blood, I thought... I thought it was the blood that the fishermen released when they killed the fish. Painting..."

Grandma excitedly held Qianhua's hand and cried uncontrollably with tears streaming down her face.