past
"Donor, we meet again."
Taoist Master An Chan leaned on his cane and looked at her with a smile.
"Junior Sister!!"
Yu Heyi heard the sound and looked over to see Mi Xiu tied to the stone wall of Xunyan Peak.
It must be that he happened to run into the two demons when he returned to the yard, and was no match for them, so he was captured and brought to the Demon Realm.
Mi Xiu said hysterically: "He is not a Taoist priest at all! We have all been deceived by him! Little Junior Sister, leave quickly!!"
The stone wall was so hot that it burned his skin and caused blood to flow.
Just like barbecue.
Duan Qielin was tied up in a corner by Taoist An Chan, and her mouth was blocked with a rag.
"Why are you leaving? Everyone who comes is a guest." He saw the magic sword in Yu Heyi's hand, his eyes lit up, and he snapped his fingers at the two demons, "No one will dare to step out of Xunyan Peak today!"
"Take the sword from her hand!"
Fireworks, mixed with magma, rushed towards her fiercely.
She dodged sideways, but Qingshuangpo could not exert its full strength in her hands.
Facing the offensive from the two demon cities, she was attacked from both sides and gradually fell into a disadvantage.
The evil demon easily snatched the magic sword from her hand.
"You have the sword, release Mixiu and the princess!"
Yu Heyi held onto the stone wall with his hands, his palms were burned and blisters appeared, and his voice was hoarse.
Taoist An Chan sneered, "I worked so hard to catch them, how can I just let them go?"
He ignored the anger in Duan Qielin's eyes, pinched her chin hard, and moved closer to her.
"Open your dog eyes wide and see who I am."
Duan Qie Lin spat out the rag in his mouth: "How would I know who you are!"
He suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter piercing his ears: "Since you are all kept in the dark, I will reveal some secrets to you."
"Lin Jian from the Imperial Hospital is my nephew."
"Princess Shaolin, you probably don't know, my last name is Duan too."
"Your father said you were the most beloved princess of the dynasty, so I will kill his beloved with my own hands."
Duan Qielin suddenly remembered something his father had said when he was young in the palace.
He said that he had a half-brother who died at the hands of thieves in his early years.
The person in front of her might be her uncle, Duan Anchan, whom she had never met.
Duan Anchan and the current emperor Duan Qingyi are both descendants of the late emperor.
The only difference between them was that Duan Qingyi was born to the late queen and was made the crown prince as soon as he reached the age, while he was always a step behind her.
Even though I am more capable than him, I will always be inferior to him.
Why?
Just because he was the queen's son, even if he had outstanding abilities, he could only be his scapegoat.
Decades ago, when Duan Qingyi and Duan Anchan were still children, the late emperor favored Duan Qingyi more.
At first, he felt that his father was partial to him and thought that Duan Anqing was better than him.
So Duan Anchan caught up and worked hard to improve himself.
During a palace examination, he achieved better results than Duan Anqing. When he excitedly took the transcript to find his father, eager to be recognized and valued, he found that his father did not take his results seriously, but perfunctorily dealt with it on the grounds of being busy with official duties.
Thinking that his father was busy, he had to go back home.
Not long after, I saw my father holding Duan Qingyi's hand and playing with him in the yard.
Doesn’t the emperor have official duties to attend to? Why can he play with Duan Qingyi?
He doesn't understand.
As time went by, he gradually realized that the busy official duties his father mentioned were only directed at him.
But when it comes to Duan Qingyi, my father always has time.
My mother was bullied in the palace, but my father just turned a blind eye.
It’s obvious that Duan Anchan is also his biological son!
He deliberately stayed away from Duan Qingyi and walked alone in the palace.
But he did not give up on himself, he just stopped placing his hopes on his father.
But they were still not satisfied.
One day, he overheard the late queen say to his father:
"Duan Anchan has become a threat to the Crown Prince. For Qingyi's sake, you must get rid of him."
He stood there numbly, the words of the late queen echoing in his mind, so much so that he didn't even hear what his father replied.
Getting rid of this innocent child was simply for the late queen's own selfish desires.
This is not fair.
He asked his mother why they could take human lives just because of their noble status?
My mother said that this is how the world is. People with noble status have the right to decide the fate of others.
At that time, he was extremely disappointed with the palace.
After a long time, the late emperor did not find the late empress and ask her to get rid of him.
At that time, he thought that his father must have rejected her.
No matter what, he is the late emperor's biological son, and blood is thicker than water.
Later I learned that my father just hadn't thought of a suitable way to send him off.
Because my father is a wise ruler in the eyes of the people, a king supported by the people, how could he blatantly poison his own children?
One night, bad news came from the palace that an assassin had broken into the palace.
There was chaos in the palace and people fled in all directions.
He and Duan Qingyi fled to a side hall and hid with the late emperor.
When the assassin broke in, he held his breath involuntarily, fearing that any noise would expose his position.
As if he noticed that the late emperor was hugging Duan Qingyi a little tighter, he thought it was because the space was crowded and moved to the side silently.
The next second, he was pushed out by the late emperor and exposed naked in front of the assassin.
The assassin, who was about to leave, heard the noise, turned quickly, and stabbed the dagger accurately into his arm, pinning him to the ground.
His face turned pale as he watched blood gushing out of his arm.
Duan Anchan is a royal descendant, how could the assassin let him go?
But in the blink of an eye, he was tortured to death.
Before he died, his eyes were fixed on the hiding place of the late emperor and Duan Qingyi.
Although they share the same blood, they are treated very differently.
Would they feel fortunate if assassins wreaked havoc in the palace?
They were glad that Duan Qingyi was safe and sound, and they were also glad that the assassin had taken care of them.
After the assassins were killed in one fell swoop, no one in the entire palace cared about his death except his mother who shed a few tears for him.
Everyone in the palace was very happy.
As if his death was just a trivial matter.
"Princess Shaolin, why was your father able to ascend the throne and become a high and mighty king, enjoying unlimited glory, while I could only be a stepping stone on his way to becoming king? Your uncle has been heartbroken for so many years."
"Your great ancestor took my life, so I have to repay you with some gratitude, don't you think?"
"How about giving Duan Qingyi the intact body of his beloved daughter?" He smiled and turned her face away. "How do you think he would feel about receiving this gift?"
"The one who harmed you was not my father!!"
"What difference does it make?! Isn't my death due to him?"
Duan Anchan raised his crutch and stabbed her in the eye.
In the blink of an eye, the magic pattern on Yu and Yi's foreheads appeared faintly, and they moved between the two of them in an instant, catching the end of the crutch with their bare hands.
He was knocked back two steps by the evil spirit.
Not only him, but also Mi Xiu and the two demons who were tied up showed a look of surprise.
Isn’t the girl in front of me a disciple of Taiyan Sect? How could she possess demonic energy?
This kind of demonic energy was quite familiar to the two demons, and it felt very unreal.
"So you are from the demon clan. No wonder you were able to enter Yu Zhujian without being repelled by his demonic energy."
Duan Anchan looked at her and said sarcastically, "It turns out that the immortal world, a well-known and upright sect, could be deceived by a demon."
Yu Heyi stood in front of Duan Qielin, vaguely guessing the truth in his mind.
The previous emperor is dead, and the twin poisons were his idea, with the purpose of avenging his childhood.
And the poppy...
She thought of the incident at the Shen Mansion and suddenly raised her eyes: "Where are Baoqiu and Shen Xu?!"
He said slowly: "You mean that boy and the maid? They died a long time ago."
"After all, I want to thank you for bringing them to my door, saving me from having to make another trip."
Looking at her angry eyes, he smiled maliciously: "I just borrowed the back garden of the mansion to grow some flowers. That kid should have died long ago. He discovered my secret. If he wasn't useful to the Shen Mansion and he wasn't the only son of Shen Yu, I would have killed him long ago."
"You're cooperating with the human race?"
"What if I plant the flowers in Yong'an Temple and give you the opportunity to ruin my plan?"
"I might as well tell you that old man Jingxu died a long time ago. I strangled him to death. Do you know why you didn't become the ghosts of Yu Zhujian's sword spirit? Because I took away most of the resentment in the sword. The small amount of resentment was just a bluff wrapped in murderous aura."
He touched Qing Shuangpo and said with regret, "I thought Yu Zhujian was the divine sword. I wasted so much energy in vain."
Cold sweat trickled down Yu Heyi's forehead. It turned out that this was his conspiracy as early as when they were in Yong'an Temple.
The old man who talked with the two demons in Xunyan Peak was also Duan Anchan.
For so long, they have been played in his palm.
"Duan Anchan, every wrong has its perpetrator and the debt has its creditor. You should go find the assassin who killed you or your father, not innocent people like us!"
"Innocent?" He laughed as if he had heard some ridiculous joke. "You think you can survive without me?"
"Even without this magic sword, you will still die. He is determined to kill you. It is a foregone conclusion."
Yu Heyi frowned: "Who is he?"
"He's here to take your life."
He seemed to see that she was stalling for time and didn't want to waste any more time talking to her.
But he has been talking for so long, how could Yu Heyi be unprepared?
She condensed spiritual power and magic power in her left and right hands, and the moment he approached, she flew out of her hands and successfully penetrated his heart.
She wanted to kill the man in front of her.
Spiritual power and magic power entered at the same time, repelling each other, and making a deafening explosion when they collided.
In an instant, magma erupted.
The shockwaves severed the ropes holding Mi Xiu, sending him plummeting to the ground. The two demons were sent flying into the lava, but Yu Heyi grabbed hold of Duan Qielin's sleeves, preventing him from falling into the lava.
Duan Anchan was also blown away, smashing a huge hole in the stone wall.
This move, using all her strength, shook the earth.
Although his spiritual power was low and his magic power was only 30%, the combination of the two forces should not be underestimated.
Even if he didn't die from this blow, he would be seriously injured.
But she guessed wrong.
The man in the stone wall jumped down and walked slowly with a cane, looking safe and sound.
Yu Heyi's heart tightened and his breathing slowed down.
There was no way he could escape unscathed from such an attack, unless...
She raised her head, her fingers clenched on Duan Qielin's sleeves trembling slightly, and met his gaze.
——As if to confirm her conjecture, Duan Anchan smiled and said:
"You haven't forgotten, have you? Those who are reborn through borrowing someone else's womb will never die."
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