Chapter 152 Sihe's True Form Appears
Si He was enveloped in grief and indignation, which in turn transformed into a thick resentment.
She held Qingbao in her arms; the little girl was limp and soft in her embrace, her long eyelashes covered in dust.
Si He's hands trembled as she gently brushed the dust off the little guy's face.
My hand suddenly stopped.
She was stopped.
"Si He, when you and Qing Bao conspired to harm me, you never imagined this day would come," Si Yao said, standing before them, looking down at them.
Seeing Sihe lose her daughter filled her with immense joy!
Why is it that a country woman becomes a general's wife, and her daughter is even a judge in the underworld?
In every way, her cuteness is no less than Qingbao's.
Si He slowly raised her head, her eyes red, a murderous intent flashing in her narrowed gaze. "Get out! Get out of the way!"
Everyone involved here deserves to die!
"You're telling me to get lost? Hahahaha." Si Yao laughed as if she had heard an incredible joke. "The immortals who came here are all here to avenge me, and you're telling me to get lost?"
"Let me tell you, immortals don't take human lives. I'm here to kill you for them!"
Two wisps of pitch-black resentment appeared in Si Yao's hands.
She gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with a crazed revenge, "Si He, die!"
The resentment struck Si He fiercely.
Si He put Qingbao down, stood up, and lowered her eyes. "You all forced me to do this! You all forced me to do this!"
Her eyes suddenly turned bloodshot, and resentment surged around her.
The next moment!
A tall figure rolled down in front of me.
He didn't know where the strength came from, but he pulled Si He down and used his back to shield her from Si Yao's attack.
Having also tumbled down the mountain, he was covered in wounds, but now, protecting the mother and daughter, he coughed up another mouthful of blood...
"Your Highness." Si He's eyes regained their clarity, and she placed her hands on Xia Jingheng's shoulders, her sleeves stained with her own blood and his blood.
consternation!
Utterly astonished!
He actually risked his life to save me—
Xia Jingheng kept coughing up blood, but looked at her with sincere eyes, "Believe me, Qingbao won't die, and you must...live well..."
puff--
The body, already fragile and vulnerable, was now teetering on the brink of collapse.
Si He broke down in tears, unable to support herself any longer...
"Si Yao!!!" Zhu Yi's angry roar came from behind.
Si Yao turned around in shock and saw Zhu Yi clutching his chest, also spitting blood!
"What happened? Immortal, who injured you?" Si Yao asked warily.
It's highly likely that they were Qingbao's accomplices, lurking in the valley, and took advantage of her inattention to injure Zhuyi!
Damn it, who on earth would resort to such underhanded tactics?
"Who did this? Come out here! If you're a real man, don't sneak around!" Si Yao shouted to the surrounding valley.
The next instant, she was flung away by Xuan Yue.
"idiot!"
Xuan Yue was furious and quickly helped Zhu Yi up. Then she said to Qing Xuan, "Elder, Brother Yi has a wisp of his soul trapped with Xia Jingheng as a protective talisman. Hurting him is the same as hurting Brother Yi..."
Zhu Yi was almost killed by his own sword, but now he is safe.
The weakened Xia Jingheng couldn't withstand Si Yao's attack, and naturally, Zhu Yi couldn't either.
Damn it!
Why did he roll down to protect Sihe for no reason?
Sihe almost died!
Qingxuan narrowed his eyes and reached out to grab Xia Jingheng.
Si He held him tightly, preventing him from being taken away.
Xia Jingheng was pulled into the air, his jade-like face contorted in pain, and drops of blood fell onto Si He's hand, carrying a warm touch.
"Sihe... let me go." His eyes were contorted, and his voice was weak.
The next moment.
The man was sent flying by Qingxuan's palm strike, falling to the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood, his breath weak.
Zhu Yi coughed up blood again and fell to the ground.
Qingxuan understood, "Indeed!"
Zhu Yi: ...
"Master, you..."
Xia Jingheng was enveloped in immortal magic, which flowed throughout his body. Qingxuan pulled out a single hair from his body.
Since it couldn't be crushed by a single hair, they simply injected the entire thing into Zhu Yi's body.
Zhu Yi's spirit returned to its place, and he quickly sat down to meditate and recover.
Xia Jingheng's breathing was weak, and his eyelids were heavy.
Si He broke down again, looking at the two figures in front of her, one big and one small, feeling as if her heart was being turned into a bloody mist.
Thump...
Thump...
It hurts so much!
It was as if something was released as her heart shattered, flowing through her entire body with her blood…
"Sihe, don't cry, it's your turn." Siyao stood up again and came to Sihe.
Si He clutched her chest, her eyes red and swollen. She lowered her gaze, then looked up at Si Yao.
Si Yao was startled.
He was so frightened by her bloodthirsty gaze that he took two steps back.
"You...how could you..." She couldn't describe Si He's current state.
He felt that the resentment surging around her was so strong that even a wisp of it could kill her.
She had only been dead for a few months.
And Sihe seems to have accumulated over thousands of years...
"What are you standing there for?" Qingxuan said quietly, ordering Siyao.
Summoning her courage, Si Yao brandished the resentment in her hand and struck Si He hard.
Bang--
An even more powerful force blasted Si Yao away, shattering her soul and leaving her on the verge of death.
How could this be?
How could this be?
Everyone stared wide-eyed at Si He in disbelief.
"Impossible! You're clearly human, an avatar of ours, a mortal raised from childhood. How could you possibly possess such power! Who's helping you behind the scenes?!"
Xuan Yue is furious!
It's bad enough that mere mortals have escaped her control, but now they've unleashed such powerful resentment!
The cultivation level that only vengeful ghosts possess was now faintly visible on Si He's body.
"Peak of the Transformation... Transformation God Peak?" Zhu Yi gasped.
It felt like my lungs were spasming.
Why?
How could a mortal possess the cultivation level of a vengeful ghost, and even reach the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, just as high as their cultivation?!
On what grounds?
The two men were filled with resentment as they looked at Si He, whose eyes were bloodshot and whose resentment was about to erupt. This sight made them feel very unfamiliar with her.
How did my well-behaved daughter, whom I raised since childhood, turn into this?
Qingxuan was only surprised for a moment, but quickly calmed down.
"Fool, she was no ordinary person from the moment she was born."
Zhu Yixuan and Yue both asked in confusion, "What the hell?"
"You can all have a wisp of your divine soul extracted and brought to life in the mortal world, becoming ordinary people. Why can't others do the same?" Qingxuan said.
All the doubts have been completely resolved.
Xuan Yue understood, and slowly walked up to Si He, her tone icy, "To be honest, who exactly are you?"
When Si He saw her, for some reason, his resentment only intensified.
With a single palm strike, he sent Xuan Yue flying.
Zhu Yi was greatly surprised: "May I ask who you are, senior?"
Who is she?
who is she? ? ?
Her chaotic thoughts overwhelmed her, making her lose control of herself...
It hurts so much!
It hurts so much!
With her mind nearly exploding, Si He frowned and slowly floated in the air, her resentment obscuring the sun and plunging the immortals into terror.
She took deep breaths, and a cold, feminine voice, not her own, escaped her lips:
"You lot dare to ask who I am?"
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