In order to survive, I became the little wife of the villain

Although the fire in Yin's mansion has not been cleared yet, the evil spirits have been eliminated, and they still have to investigate Yingchuan's anomalies, so they bid farewell to Yin Zheng.

The four of them walked with their swords together without saying a word. Three days later, they arrived at Yingchuan.

Looking at the word Yingchuan on the tower, Jiang Ying's heart tightened. Immediately, he would know the catastrophe Liu Wangshu was talking about.

Liu Wangshu and the others frowned as they watched the strong death energy in Yingchuan City.

"I'm afraid there will be no survivors in this city." Liu Wangshu said.

"It's not too late," Min Sheng frowned, "Go in and have a look."

When his hand touched the heavy city gate, a huge resistance pushed him away, no matter how hard Min Sheng tried, he couldn't shake it a bit.

"This?" Min Sheng was stunned.

Jiang Ying stepped forward, "I'll try."

The moment his hand touched the gate, a black hole gradually appeared on the dusty gate.

Jiang Ying never expected that there would be a hole in the door out of thin air, and he was sucked in by accident.

"A Ying," Liu Wangshu saw Jiang Ying being sucked in and hurried forward.

The black hole seemed to have a spirit, and it disappeared the moment Liu Wangshu's hand touched it.

The sound of hands hitting the wooden door was very crisp.

Liu Wangshu's painful tears rolled in his eyes, but he didn't care, "How could this be?"

No one knows what's going on in this city, if Jiang Ying encounters any danger, what to do.

"Don't worry," Su Yan put her hand on her shoulder, "As long as it is a magic circle, there is always a way to break it."

The three of them tried various methods outside the gate, but the city gate was like a hard stone, motionless.

People outside the city are eager to go in, and people in the city are anxious to get out.

Jiang Ying only felt that she was being pulled by a strong force, and when the force disappeared, she was in a strange space.

"Sister?" He yelled, he remembered that he was pulled in and saw Liu Wangshu rushing over.

I don't know if she is here or not.

The voice echoed in the dark space, but there was no response.

He wanted to condense his spiritual power to ignite a spiritual fire, and checked the surrounding environment, but found that his spiritual power seemed to be suppressed by something.

"What the hell?" Jiang Ying was a little horrified.

"Didn't Your Majesty want to know about Liu Wangshu? I'll tell you now." A voice sounded in the dark space.

Jiang Ying summoned the Immortal Slashing Sword and looked around warily.

This voice is so familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere.

"Gu Qingming?" Jiang Ying frowned slightly.

It was always Yu Qingyan who came to find her, why did she change to another one today.

There was a hint of a smile in Gu Qingming's tone, "It's hard for Your Majesty to remember me."

"What are you demons planning? If you dare to hurt my sister, I will never let you go." Jiang Ying clenched the sword in her hand.

The Mozu deliberately separated several people, which made Jiang Ying feel very uneasy.

"Your Majesty is wrong, it's not your demons, it's us," Gu Qingming corrected him.

"We won't do anything to Elder Liu," Gu Qingming chuckled, "I'm afraid that after knowing some things, His Majesty would wish to kill her himself."

Jiang Ying sneered, "You don't have to sow discord here."

"Really?" Gu Qingming asked back, "Then let's have a look."

As soon as his words fell, Jiang Ying felt that his head was heavy, his body couldn't stop falling down, and the sword in his hand fell off.

"Qiu Shui, it's your turn." After Jiang Ying fell down, Gu Qingming's body slowly emerged.

Song Qiushui in a blue robe followed behind him, "Okay."

Just one word seems to have cost him a lot of energy.

Gu Qingming looked at the weak Song Qiushui, "Your body, can you hold on?"

"It doesn't take much effort to bless you with so much anger and resentment," Song Qiushui said slowly.

Gu Qingming didn't speak any more, and pushed aside.

The faint blue light illuminated the dark space, making Song Qiushui's face paler.

Song Qiushui can see people's past and present lives, what he has to do today is to share what he sees with Jiang Ying, and let him know that Liu Wangshu has been lying to him.

His complexion is not good either. Spying on the fate of others is against the sky, and now he has to show Jiang Ying this, which makes him even more uncomfortable.

Jiang Ying's eyes were closed tightly, and a trace of pain appeared on her face, obviously thinking of something bad.

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The heavy snow all over the sky was like goose feathers, and the snow on the ground was three inches thick, and it creaked when stepped on.

The little boy was only wrapped in a guaranteed sackcloth, which was also covered with patches.

Gusts of cold wind blew on his face like a knife, his face was flushed, his ears were painful, and a thin layer of frost formed on his eyebrows.

Jiang Ying tightened her clothes and walked tremblingly towards the village.

In such a cold day, I don't know if I can pick up some leftovers to eat.

As soon as his feet stepped into the village, he felt a chill on his neck.

Someone threw a snowball on him.

He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the people in front of him.

They wore rabbit fur and thick jackets. Although they looked seven or eight years old, their eyes were full of malice.

"Look, this little beggar is picking up trash again," the leader, Wang Dazhuang, put his hands on his waist and said proudly.

Li Ergou beside him frowned, "It's unlucky, why hasn't he frozen to death today."

His eyes kept looking at Jiang Ying's feet, and when he saw those feet full of frostbite and pus, he became even more disgusted, "He is so disgusting."

Jiang Ying didn't care about their vicious words, and walked around them.

The most important thing now is to find something to eat.

"Little beggar, stop." Wang Dazhuang grabbed his collar, and the greasy feeling on his hand made him let go immediately.

"It's really dirty." He rubbed his hands vigorously on his body, "Don't enter our village, it will bring bad luck to our village."

Everyone in the towns and villages knew that this kid was born a broom star, and his father was eaten by wolves on the mountain as soon as his mother conceived him.

His mother died of dystocia when she gave birth to him. Later, Uncle Li in their village kindly adopted him. Within three years, he fell into the pool and drowned.

The village princess felt sorry for him, so she made some clothes for him, caught fire while cooking, and was burned to death.

From then on, everyone saw him hiding away, for fear of bringing some bad luck to himself.

"I'm not", Jiang Ying retorted, he didn't know why, why they died.

Wang Ergou looked at Jiang Ying, who was dirty and covered in pus, and frowned, "Let my family, Wangcai, drive him away."

He put his hand in his mouth and whistled, and a chubby black dog came running up.

Looking at the ferocious, half-human tall dog, Jiang Ying stepped back a little.

This dog bites people very painfully, and the wound on his arm from his last bite is still not healed.

"Wangcai, go up" Wang Ergou gave an order, and Wangcai rushed over like an arrow that left the string.