The Crazy Princess Returns and Becomes the First Beast Tamer

Di Yunli looked back at Qian Hua and asked, "How do you want to kill me?"

Qianhua walked over woodenly, looking at one of the murderers who had destroyed her family, and took out her magic weapon, the Lingfeng Knife, from her storage ring.

Although her sword was not as good as Di Yunli's dagger or the Thunder Blade, it had its own advantages.

It can injure people but not be fatal. This kind of knife technique is perfect for torturing the enemy.

Di Yunli took out a realm-hopping pill from the storage ring and said, "I think you would rather take revenge with your own strength."

Qianhua took the realm-leaping pill and swallowed it without any hesitation.

Her cultivation level jumped directly from the second level of Lingqiao to the second level of Lingzun.

This level of cultivation is not enough to kill the Spirit King. But at the cost of burning her soul, it should be enough for her to kill for a while.

"Go, kill your enemies with your own hands and avenge your people." Di Yunli did not get too involved in Qianhua's revenge.

She retreated to the back and watched the battle between Qianhua and the Spirit King begin.

Although Qianhua was at a disadvantage, Wang Yuan couldn't do anything to her for the time being.

"Senior Sister, shouldn't we take action?" Ling'er also wanted to teach those people a lesson.

"You keep their souls safe. They will help Qianhua recover her burning spirit later."

Di Yunli knew that without the blessing of the Phoenix Pendant, the price of burning the soul would be irreversible for the cultivator.

However, the pure energy of these souls can alleviate Qianhua's pain and repair her soul to some extent.

Shangguan Xian hated evil and could not bear to watch it anymore.

"I'm here to help you!"

With Shangguan Xian's joining, the situation on the battlefield turned around rapidly.

After all, Shangguan Xian is a real Spirit King, and his cultivation is slightly stronger than Wang Yuan.

Two against one, Wang Yuan was quickly defeated.

Shangguan Xian wanted to say something to Qianhua, but was pulled back by Di Yunli with a purple gold whip.

"Yunli, why did you pull me back?" Shangguan Xian was very puzzled.

"When it comes to revenge, it's not fun if outsiders interfere."

Shangguan Xian's eyes were filled with a hint of heartache, "Why do I always feel like you can empathize with her?"

Di Yunli smiled lightly, "I would rather have never felt the same way." There was a hint of sadness in her smile.

Ling'er gently held Di Yunli's hand and caressed the wound in her heart.

She knew that her senior sister had always felt guilty towards her. She knew that her senior sister had always put the blame of the family's annihilation on her alone.

She also knew that Senior Sister had never let go of Bingluan's matter. She felt guilty for not being able to keep it for her.

What Qianhua did today was to reopen those painful memories that had been hidden deep in her heart and expose the bloody wound in front of the two of them again.

Shangguan Xian knew that he had said the wrong thing. He opened his mouth but could not say anything. Instead, he stepped aside and remained silent.

"Bah~"

Qianhua's body was covered in blood, and her dress was soaked with blood.

Some of this blood was her own, but more of it was from Wang Yuan and those Spiritual Venerable cultivators.

"This knife is for my uncle."

Qianhua held the knife with both hands and stabbed it hard into Wang Yuan's left arm and elbow.

"Ah~"

Wang Yuan slapped Qianhua in pain. This palm contained all the spiritual power left in his body.

"Pfft~"

"boom!!!"

Qianhua was knocked flying, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, and knocked down the small wooden house that Di Yunli maintained with his spiritual power.

The cabin had already collapsed when Wang Yuan came. It just collapsed again because of him.

Ling'er wanted to help, but was still held back by Di Yunli.

"Let her do it herself, otherwise, she will never get over it in her life."

Di Yunli waved his sleeves, and a small porcelain bottle of elixir floated in front of the painting.

Qian Hua did not take the elixir, she struggled to get up and vomited blood twice. It can be seen that she suffered serious internal injuries.

But she was in so much pain in her heart that only physical pain could offset some of her inner pain.

Qianhua held the knife and walked towards Wang Yuan step by step.

Wang Yuan wanted to escape, but with Di Yunli around, where could he escape to?

"Go back!" Di Yunli flashed in mid-air and blocked Wang Yuan. Then he kicked him and pushed him in front of Qian Ping.

"No!" Wang Yuan was already injured, and with Di Yunli's kick, he had almost lost all the strength to resist.

He didn't expect that today, a good day to reap the fruits of the harvest, would end up like this.

"Don't kill me, I was also used by someone, the Red Shark Sect. You should seek revenge on the Red Shark Sect!"

Qianhua didn't hear what he said at all. Instead, she picked up the Lingfeng Knife again and stabbed him hard at the elbow of his right arm.

"This knife is for Sister Ale."

"Ah~" Wang Yuan screamed in pain like a pig being slaughtered.

Seeing him in such pain, Qian Hua's face showed a hearty smile, but that smile was also mixed with twisted hatred.

"Bah~"

Ling Feng's knife was pulled out, and a lot of blood spurted out again.

Qianhua took a step back and came to Wang Yuan's abdomen.

"It's you. You also insulted my mother."

This sentence magnified Wang Yuan's pain and fear several times!

"I didn't! No!"

"My mother didn't even ask you for help. She just watched herself being violated with her eyes wide open. Her eyes were ashen, and she resolutely went to die."

Qianhua was unusually calm when she said this, but the next second, she was like a crazy person out of control.

"That's my mother! My mother!!!"

"As a daughter, I watched my mother being humiliated. I couldn't do anything. I couldn't do anything, you know? Ah?" Qianhua cried and laughed, tears flowing down her face.

Without waiting for Wang Yuan to say anything, she once again held the knife in both hands and stabbed it hard into Wang Yuan's lower body.

"Ah!!!" Wang Yuan's scream was extremely painful.

But it is not enough. This little pain cannot compare to the one in mind that Qianhua feels.

She held the handle of the knife with both hands, rotated the blade, and stirred it in his lower body.

The sound of flesh and blood bursting was so pleasant and beautiful.

The sound of his wailing in pain was so refreshing and exciting.

"This knife is for mother."

"But it's not enough. I think it's far from enough."

Looking at the unconscious Wang Yuan, Qianhua raised her knife and stabbed him in the lower body again and again.

His lower body and the ground beneath him were soaked in blood. He passed out from the pain, then woke up from the pain, passed out again from the pain, and woke up from the pain again.

He could no longer shout, and whenever he opened his mouth, blood would continuously gush out of it.

"This knife is for grandma."

Qianhua looked at Wang Yuan coldly, knowing that if she didn't stab him with the knife, she would lose this opportunity forever.

So she resolutely walked to the position in front of Wang Yuan's head, and then raised the Lingfeng Sword.