After rebirth, my milk cat became a mad dog

Nanyang City, Yang Jiming stepped into the messy Nanyang City, his white clothes were spotless, like an exiled fairy walking out of a painting, when ordinary people saw his appearance, they remembered what Jiang Nuoyi said to them , both respectful and fearful, could only step back step by step.

"You're here." Jiang Nuoyi's voice was very gentle.

Yang Xiuyi raised his head with difficulty in pain, and Yang Jiming glanced at him.Su Yitong tried to ease his pain, but found that the power that brought pain to Yang Xiuyi was engraved in his blood, just like what Shen Hechen did to Rong Yunier back then.

"What do you want to do?" Yang Jiming asked calmly, his expression was calm, and there was a small red mole at the corner of his eye, which looked like a teardrop when he looked closely.

"Do the same thing as you did back then." Jiang Nuoyi was seriously injured by the blow of the heavy sword Chengying, and he spoke at this time, quite weakly, "I still remember what you did to Ningfeng Tower back then." Here you go, okay?"

"Ningfenglou? You have been injured too badly, and you are a little confused." Yang Jiming bent down slightly, raised his hand to caress Jiang Nuoyi's face gently, and then took the handkerchief to wipe off the blood stained on his hand , "Isn't it good to be your Goddess of Shenying Pavilion? I gave you status, and I also gave you glory and wealth. Don't you get enough from me?"

His voice was very gentle, but there was an unconcealable boredom in his expression, Li Ya and Ji Feiyu who were present could hear it.

Not far away, on the city wall of Nanyang, sat a gray figure. The man was playing with a small ink pen in his hand, looking at the city wall from a distance, showing a somewhat nostalgic look.

But Jiang Nuoyi was not annoyed, and continued: "You treat Yang Xiuyi pretty well, and you don't completely hate him, do you? You even have some feelings for him. After all, you have always regarded him as your own blood. Is not it?"

"What do you mean?" Yang Jiming frowned, his expression was not as calm as before, and the little ferrets around him also looked at Jiang Nuoyi with bared teeth, "More than ten years ago, you told me that he was..."

More than ten years ago, Yang Jiming had just grasped the real power of Duxue Villa, but one day, he woke up from his sleep, and there was a strange woman lying beside him. He originally thought that he would not be emotional, but someone arranged it deliberately, so He ordered to punish many people in the villa.

But a year later, the woman came to look for him in the villa with a child in her arms. The child's blood fell on the blood stone of Duxue Villa, and it was indeed the blood of the owner of Duxue Villa. At that time, his brothers and uncles had already died. Died at his hands, leaving no descendants. Only that night can explain the child Jiang Nuoyi was holding.

At that time, Yang Jiming's conscience was not lost, so he kept this child, named him Yang Xiuyi, and gave Shenying Pavilion to Jiang Nuoyi, so that she would not come to him in the future.Since then, Zong Wenlin has traveled around the world, but he has never been found again.

He collected Zong Wenlin's paintings, but he still couldn't get any news about that person. His temper became strange, and everyone in the villa was afraid of him.

He didn't like Yang Xiuyi, but he didn't treat him harshly. The young master's position and the hesitation sword used by Yang Zheng were all given to Yang Xiuyi. Jiang Nuoyi got her benefits and didn't come back as promised.

Sometimes he also felt that Yang Xiuyi had a good temper and was not in vain. Even if the world laughed at him and scolded him someday, Yang Xiuyi was the only one who could listen to him well.

But now-

Yang Xiuyi, who was half kneeling on the ground, covered his ears, not wanting to hear their conversation, but it was too late.

Blood was spilling from the corner of Jiang Nuoyi's lips, and he said with difficulty: "Xiu Yi, turn around and let Mother see you, okay?"

"Shut up." Yang Jiming said sharply.

Yang Xiuyi trembled and turned his head to look at Jiang Nuoyi behind him.

"I'm not Jiang Nuoyi." A woman's clear voice came from Yang Jiming's ear, "I'm Baili Yiyi, the daughter of the No. 19 Hall Master of the Baili Family in Ningfenglou. When you entered the game, did you think about today?"

"Is it the Dream Butterfly Gu given to you by Mingling? Do you think Mengdie alone can shake the position of Duxue Villa?" Yang Jiming asked, "Although I really didn't expect that you would be a member of Ningfeng Building."

"Of course not, Mengdie is just retaliation, because of your inexplicable hatred and vanity, you killed the entire family of Baili, and then slaughtered the entire Jiangxia city with a fire, because of you, I lost my family and friends. There was even a estrangement between me and my own brother. Returning Mengdie to you is certainly not enough." Jiang Nuoyi smiled, coughed up a mouthful of blood, pointed at Yang Xiuyi, and continued, "My trump card is him. "

"He's not your child, I lied to you back then." Jiang Nuoyi's eyes suddenly glowed, Su Yitong's bad premonition came true, Jiang Nuoyi continued, "Xiu Yi, are you in pain now... ... Pain is right, it's your father Yang Sui, the heart-biting pain experienced by ten thousand snakes before he died, I put them on your body."

"Yang Sui..." Yang Jiming's complexion turned pale in an instant, "How could it be Yang Sui? Didn't Yang Sui already..."

"I was thrown into the snake den by you." Jiang Nuoyi laughed wildly, but tears welled up in his eyes, "I knew you would never forget, speaking of it, I also put in a lot of effort, originally my goal was you , Who would have thought that your will is still firm, and you would not be interested in a woman like me without your mind, so I had to think of a way and found the snake cave where Yang Sui was. Fortunately, at that time, he still had a breath , I gave him medicine, and finally left me a child of your Yang family's blood before he died..."

Yang Xiuyi's hesitation sword penetrated deeply into the ground, his hand was held on the hesitation sword blade, and was cut bloody by the sharp blade. He didn't want to hear anything, and he didn't want to know anything, but Jiang Nuoyi's words, still In his ears, the pain he was suffering physically made these words clearer.

Jiang Nuoyi continued: "Are you happy, Yang Jiming? You hate your elder brother Yang Sui so much that you want to throw him into a snake den, let him die like a beast, and raise the enemy's child with your own hands. How do you feel?" How about it, this is a great gift from me on behalf of the Baili family of Ningfenglou."

Yang Jiming's right hand was trembling, and the Delusion Sword in his hand pierced Jiang Nuoyi's chest with golden spiritual power.

"It was your fault in Ningfenglou. It was Bailixun who killed Yang Han first. If it wasn't for him..." Thinking of what happened a long time ago, Yang Jiming's hands trembled violently, "I just reported killing Yang Han. Father's revenge."

Immortal cultivators have a long lifespan. Even after many years, they still look like teenagers, but they really can't return to the state of mind when they were teenagers.

From nowhere, there was a sigh.

Yang Jiming suddenly panicked, looked around suddenly, but found nothing.

The originally calm and proud owner of Duxue Mountain Villa suddenly wanted to lose his mind. He staggered a few steps and wanted to take back his delusion sword, but failed several times. Jiang Nuoyi's blood splashed on his snow-white lapel When the people in Duxue Villa saw this scene, they suddenly became chaotic.

The Duxue Villa was in chaos. Someone suddenly drew a sword and stabbed at the cultivator beside him. The cultivators who originally came from the same immortal sect were killing each other.

"Do you think they are still loyal to you?" Jiang Nuoyi stretched out his hand, grasped the hilt of the Delusion Sword, and pulled out the sword that pierced his heart piece by piece, "How can anyone be completely loyal to you? And then your obedient subordinate..."

Yang Jiming raised his hand and wanted to slap Jiang Nuoyi, but his whole body was trembling violently: "You are really, in order to achieve your goal, you can even dirty yourself..."

In his hand, he was originally holding a little ferret, but because of Jiang Nuoyi's words, his hand holding the little ferret tightened, the little ferret was hurt, screamed, bit him, and broke free.

Yang Jiming looked at the blood on his hands, and a fishy sweetness suddenly appeared in his mouth.

Jiang Nuoyi smiled and said: "Because...it's worth it, you are so high up, you can cut off the vitality of Ningfeng Building with a few words, I want to take revenge, so naturally I have to pay some price, fortunately, I have everything I want. "

Use Dream Butterfly Gu to make the world into chaos again, pour dirty water on Duxue Villa, install her own people in Duxue Villa, and disintegrate Duxue Villa, and Yang Xiuyi is her last trump card.

The smile remained on Jiang Nuoyi's face, and tears fell on the ground along her side cheeks. Ye Xueming, who had already broken the string, suddenly sang without strings, and the mournful sound continued. Jiang Nuoyi's last words before his death remained in everyone's mind. people's ears.

"Yang Xiuyi, kill Yang Jiming. He is not your father, but your father-killing enemy. Kill him, otherwise the heart-piercing pain will accompany you forever."

"And you, Su Yitong, the first shadow of the Dao of Heaven was planted on you back then, the one who should kill Yang Jiming the most is you."

Yang Xiuyi knelt on the ground, looking at his hands, in excruciating pain, Yang Jiming was no longer as calm as before, with a struggling look on his face, Jiang Nuoyi had been dormant for many years, Mingling even gave Ye Xueming to her. The Tao also treats his body, and she successfully planted countless hidden dangers by his side.

Su Yitong guarded Yang Xiuyi's side, the silver bell of the Concentrating Soul Lamp kept ringing, he looked at Yang Jiming vigilantly, Yang Jiming took a few steps back, smiled self-deprecatingly, his complexion turned pale.

Yang Xiuyi panted, tears and sweat fell to the ground, Jiang Nuoyi forcibly poured memories that didn't belong to him into his mind, and Yang Sui's painful and distorted face before his death was lingering in his mind.

This child, who was as clean as a piece of white paper, was still thrown into the world of mortals after all.

When Yu Yin came back to his senses, he found himself in a cave. It was the one he saw in Bei Xiao's memory not long ago. The epee Chengying was not by his side, and even Pigeon Sansan was excluded from this cave. Outside a small world.

Yu Yin was firmly pressed on the ground by Bei Xiao, the red silk thread of the divine soldier Tianzhu was climbing up his body little by little, restraining his legs and wrists, Yu Yin tried to struggle , but the red thread was tied even tighter.

"Bei Xiao, let me go first..."

Bei Xiao seemed to have never heard of it.

Yu Yin's heart sank. With Bei Xiao's appearance, he didn't know if he could still hear his voice. The more he relied on instinct, the more it showed that Bei Xiao's soul was hurt too badly. What happened back then? What made his soul hurt like this.

Bei Xiao's soul was incomplete, and Yu Yin vaguely felt that this matter had something to do with him, because whenever he asked this question, Bei Xiao didn't know how to answer him.But Yu Yin himself didn't know how to repair the soul, but it was Jiuwei's words that gave him some inspiration.

If it is said that Bei Xiao's mind can be cleared up only by being close to him, then if Bei Xiao can feel his breath, can Bei Xiao's consciousness be awakened from the depths of his soul.

So what is there on him, is it the tie left by Bei Xiao?

Yu Yin lay on the ground, no longer resisting the entangled red thread of Heavenly Punishment. On his right hand, a red light of spiritual power flashed down the side of his neck.

That's where Bei Xiao drew the spell "Unchanging", the spell is mixed with Bei Xiao's painstaking efforts, when "Unchanging" is triggered, Bei Xiao will definitely feel it.

While supporting Bei Xiao, Yu Yin raised her head and kissed Bei Xiao's lips.

Sure enough, Bei Xiao opened his eyes, and the originally empty eyes became focused.

"Yinyin..." Bei Xiao lowered his head, pressed Yu Yin's hands, kissed Yu Yin's neck, and licked away the blood from his neck.

"What did you call me..." Yu Yin trembled.

Bei Xiao bent down, and repeated the name he called just now in Yu Yin's ear. He was too close, and Yu Yin's whole body was trembling under his movements, overflowing with a vague sound that he didn't even notice.

"I seem to have said that I will hurt you, and I gave you a chance." Bei Xiao straightened the messy hair on Yu Yin's forehead, and said in a deep voice, "Nanming only you and me, other than that, there will be no harm. Someone can enter Nanming again, Yu Yin, if I lock you up in Nanming and don't let you go, you won't be able to leave..."

"Stay here with me, okay? Don't leave me again for thousands of years in the future."

Yu Yin avoided Bei Xiao's gaze, turned her head, and asked, "Then tell me, don't hide it from me anymore, how can you mend your soul?"

"I really want to know?" Bei Xiao whispered next to Yu Yin's ear, "I've thought about it for a long time, do you want it?"

If it was Yu Yin on weekdays, he would know that Bei Xiao's words had other meanings, but at this time, Yu Yin only wanted to quickly heal Bei Xiao's wounds on his soul. Hearing what Bei Xiao said, he nodded immediately, Bei Xiao smiled, the magic soldier retreated, and the red thread wrapped around Yu Yin's body.