The love that Su Yao had taken away from her by Su Murong was made into a puppet with a damaged soul.
Although it is a puppet, it is a real person with flesh and blood.
She had been a human for nine lifetimes, and would always marry Su Murong at the age of twenty.
But at the age of 25, he suddenly fell in love and hated Su Murong.
In the previous nine lives, the puppet Su Yao would be killed by Su Murong himself.
Just because she would fall in love with other men.
Like a curse.
Su Murong could not tolerate betrayal.
Even if she is just a puppet with a damaged soul.
Even if it was a replacement he made with his own hands.
The consequence of betrayal: only death.
Until Su Yao's tenth life, on the day she was born, Su Murong looked through the glass wall of the nursery at those unique and gorgeous purple eyes. A long-lost trace of surprise appeared on his enchanting face: "Su Yao, you are really back. I have been waiting for you for a long time."
In an instant, Su Yao's consciousness was withdrawn from Su Murong's sea of consciousness...
The moment the purple eyes opened, the man's black eyes quickly returned to consciousness.
When Su Murong was fully awake, he blurted out to her: "Su Yao, listen to me..."
A sword of Zhuxian has been inserted into his heart!
Blood splattered on the spot.
There was a sinister smile on the stunningly beautiful face. It was the first time he saw it on Su Yao in this life.
"It's really wonderful...it's like watching a movie," she whispered.
Warm blood flowed down the wound caused by the sword.
The woman suddenly twisted the hilt of the sword, turning it ninety degrees, and a cold arc appeared on her lips: "Su Murong, how does it feel to be tortured and killed by others?"
Su Murong's face had turned pale, but after being suddenly stabbed, he became calm and composed: "You should stab me with this sword."
"Who said I only stab this one time?"
Before he could react, the Immortal Execution Sword was instantly removed, and the woman had a pitch-black dagger in her hand. She stabbed Su Murong's heart nine times without hesitation!
Fast, fierce and accurate.
Without hesitation.
Cold-blooded and ruthless.
Just like Su Murong back then.
This shocking scene left Su Murong dumbfounded: "You... really want me to die?!"
Looking at the blood that continued to flow from the corner of his mouth, she smiled faintly: "How could a dignified demon king die so easily... That sword was revenge for the love you had plucked out."
"Now that I've stabbed you nine times, I'll consider it revenge for the puppets 'Su Yao and the others.'"
"Su Murong, this is called 'reciprocity'."
His long, slanted, almond-shaped eyes were as deep as ink, and there was a strange, crazy admiration in his eyes. He was obsessed with Su Yao, who was full of revenge. He seemed to be fearless of life and death, and smiled lazily: "The grudge between us is wiped out?"
"Just survive first."
She casually pulled out the dagger, and blood spurted out in a brilliant arc...
Su Murong's heart had been stabbed to pieces.
The thin figure disappeared in an instant, just like Su Murong in the past, and abandoned him in the secret room without hesitation.
The monster's face was as pale as paper, and his demonic power was scattered due to excessive blood loss, but he was still trapped in the demon-killing formation. The center of the formation was the blood from the eyebrow of his own son Su Wentian.
Su Yao deliberately left this flaw in the demon-slaying formation just to test whether Su Murong really loved Su Wentian.
As long as Su Murong wants to escape from the formation, he can.
The premise is that his son Su Wentian will be injured, but he will only vomit blood and be in a coma for a few days.
But Su Murong did not do so, even though she stabbed him nine times.
It surprised her a bit.
Those purple eyes were filled with doubt, and she still didn't believe that Su Murong would truly love her son.
When Su Yao appeared in the front yard of the Su Mansion, he happened to see a small figure.
He squatted under the double-flowered red weeping cherry tree, pulling out some gray weeds with his hands. She subconsciously walked towards the child.
Su Wentian heard footsteps and immediately turned around to look, saying in surprise, "Mom! Why are you here? Are you here to see me?"
Without waiting for a response, he smiled with his eyebrows curved: "Mom, don't worry, Aunt Bai said I'm fine now, mom has completely cured me!"
"Mom! Thank you for saving my life! I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life!"
"Dad said that after I rest for a while, he will take me to the Su residence to thank you personally... Mom, I have bought a lot of gifts. I will wrap them all so that Mom will feel surprised when she opens them!"
Su Yao's expression was complicated, and he said lightly: "Why are you not sleeping so late?"
"Usually, when I wake up, my dad will come to my room soon. If I can't fall asleep, he will tell me a story..."
"But for some reason tonight, Dad didn't show up. I went out to look for him, thinking he was looking at the cherry blossoms, but I couldn't find him."
Zi Mou subconsciously recalled...the bloody scene of her stabbing Su Murong.
At that time, Su Wentian was looking for his father.
If he knew what she did to his father, would he hate her?
"Mom, these weeds are harmful to the cherry trees. I want to pull them all out. Dad said that you love these cherry trees very much. I have to help you protect them."
Su Yao squatted down, touched his dirty little face, and reminded him: "Go back, wash your face and hands, and go to bed. You won't be able to wait for your father tonight."
"Oh, where's Daddy?"
"I'll see him tomorrow."
Su Wentian nodded, looked into those purple eyes, and smiled contentedly: "Mom, I will be obedient. I will go back to bed now. Mom, please get some rest too!"
She nodded, and the little figure suddenly kissed her on the cheek, then ran away, laughing as he ran: "Mom, don't hit me! I couldn't help myself just now..."
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