Outside the sacred tree space, Yingzhao looked at the cold bamboo sea outside that was completely covered by the red fog, with a miserable expression.
Si Wu Li's heart is dead. When he dies, his ancestral blood disappears.
Her calculations...all failed.
If this matter is discovered by the tribe, she will be caught and punished even if she escapes to the ends of the earth.
Those who destroy the ancestral blood will be punished by having their souls scattered.
Thinking of the horrific punishment, she staggered and fell to the ground.
At this moment, the sacred tree barrier suddenly shook, and then suddenly dissipated.
She immediately looked up and stared in the direction of the sacred tree with wide eyes.
What's going on?
If the sacred tree had no owner, it would just stay there and it would not be possible for it to automatically cancel the barrier. Could it be...
Her face changed slightly, and before she could think about it, she suddenly saw a door open in the space of the sacred tree, and a tall figure walked out of it. He raised his eyes, and his eyes were as cold as a knife, shooting straight into Yingzhao's heart.
"Si Wuli?!"
Yingzhao looked at the person who walked out in disbelief, then turned back to look at the completely collapsed Lengzhuhai and screamed, "How could you not be dead?"
"You should be happy that I'm not dead."
Si Wuli said congratulations expressionlessly: "The ancestral blood is still there, your life is saved, isn't it?"
Yingzhao's breathing stagnated: "You won't kill me?"
"Why kill you?"
Si Wu Li's smile was chillingly cold: "Thanks to you, I was able to successfully reclaim this sea of my heart and no longer show my weakness to others. I should thank you."
When Yingzhao heard this, her head felt like it had been hit hard by a hammer. Bloodshot filled her eyes, almost overflowing, and her voice was hoarse: "Si Wuli, you plotted against me? Why? It was obviously me who was plotting against you, I..."
Si Wu Li waved his sleeves, and a branch shot out like lightning. The lush power was like the weight of a mountain, pulling Ying Zhao away from her source, and then wrapped around her ankle and pulled her back.
"Yingzhao, you are the last among the saints in your clan. How dare you plot against me?"
Si Wu Li continued to wave his sleeves, his eyes fierce, but his tone became softer and softer: "I have reported this matter to the clan. No one can protect you. You will fall from the high and mighty position of the saint and become the lowest slave. Everyone can step on you and trample on you. You will neither be able to live nor die.
Are you satisfied with this result?"
"Si Wuli!"
Yingzhao's body was covered in blood, his hair was disheveled, and he looked like a madman. "Killing is not enough, you might as well kill me!"
"How can I bear to let you die?"
Si Wuli's face was expressionless as he spoke slowly, the frequency of the branches whipping him increasing, "If you die, not only will I no longer have any grievances, but I will actually have some. This will make things difficult."
Yingzhao was beaten so badly that he was dazed and screaming in pain. He could only listen to Si Wuli's heartbreaking words but had no way to respond. Even his harsh words were blocked by the branches.
She was so depressed that she fainted from anger and lay on the ground motionless.
This was the scene that Yuan Mo and Si Yan saw when they came over. The two demons were silent as a cicada and dared not say a word.
Yuan Mo looked around but didn't see Xiang Sheng, and he felt something was wrong.
That day, the spirit will not...
Yuan Mo looked at Si Yan, who shook for a while. The two demons understood each other and decided at the same time not to mention Xiang Sheng's existence in front of their master.
"What if the master asks?"
Yuan Mo was worried. If he said she was gone, would the master believe it?
"Yuan Mo."
Si Wu Li suddenly spoke, his tone extremely cold.
Yuan Mo shuddered, his heart rising, and he quickly stepped forward to answer, "Master."
"Take Yingzhao away and keep him under strict guard. If anything unexpected happens before the three law enforcement elders of the clan arrive, you will be held responsible."
Yuan Mo breathed a sigh of relief and immediately agreed.
"Si Yan, clean up here."
After Si Wu Li finished speaking, he walked to the table under the tree, took out the Hunyuan gauze dress that had turned pitch black, placed it on the table, and stared blankly.
While Yuan Mo was casting a spell to seal Yingzhao, he peeked at Si Wuli and couldn't help but whisper, "Si Yan, the master is a little strange. Do you think he knows?"
Si Yan said in a low voice, "I think the master needs to be told. The mistress's intentions need to be made known to the master."
Mistress?
Yuan Mo was stunned for a moment, then he followed suit: "Indeed, the mistress is a reincarnated soul. If she dissipates, she will only lose some of her memories. The master won't be particularly sad. Let's wait for two days until the master calms down before bringing up this matter. This way, we will suffer less."
"You are the eldest brother, you make the decision."
Si Yan said this, turned around and floated away to clean up the bloodstains in front of the tree.
Yuan Mo watched it float away and hissed softly.
Does this guy intend to let him take the blame alone and hide from himself after the truth is revealed?
"Si Yan, can't you learn something good..."
With a mutter, Yuan Mo carried Yingzhao and left.
…
Ten years later, Dongzhou.
A mortal village in the territory of the Thousand Star Palace.
A delicate and pretty girl came out from the winding weed-covered path. The girl was fair and chubby, with a white and delicate face with baby fat, and her eyes were round and black, pure without any impurities, and very cute.
The only flaw was that the girl had a round birthmark at the corner of her eye, which ruined her original beauty and often caused her to be laughed at by children in the village.
Although the girl was small, her steps were very steady. She walked all the way to the stream, squatted down, lifted up her slightly longer hair and looked at her reflection in the water, especially the birthmark at the corner of her right eye.
The hollow circle...looks a lot like a ring.
The girl seemed to be thinking about something, and subconsciously raised her hand to make a hand gesture, but she saw someone else by the stream, so she stopped abruptly.
"Ren'er..."
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