The female channel who wears books, is killed by the heroine on her wedding day

The top of Phoenix Tower.

Ye Lingtian and Feng Huojun were drinking with several wine jugs placed beside them. The wine was the cheapest apricot blossom wine, but the taste was very unique. People would naturally have different feelings when drinking the same wine in different circumstances.

"I listened to the wind and rain in the small building all night, and sold apricot blossoms in the deep alley the next morning. This apricot blossom wine tastes really good."

Ye Lingtian had a relaxed smile on his face.

“Although it’s cheap, it’s really good wine and the taste has not changed.”

Feng Huojun held the wine jug and looked at the sky silently.

Afterwards, the two continued drinking.

I don’t know how long I drank, but the sky gradually darkened.

Feng Huojun was holding the wine jug with her eyes closed, her chin supported by one hand, and her face looked a little drunk. Perhaps it was not the wine that made her drunk, but something else.

"Feng Jun, we've had enough to drink, it's time to go back."

Ye Lingtian looked at Feng Huojun.

"..."

Feng Huojun still kept his eyes closed and said nothing.

Ye Lingtian smiled silently, picked up Feng Huojun, and flew towards the National Master's Mansion.

The Imperial Master’s Mansion, in the attic.

He put Fenghuojun on the bed, where the emerald parrot was taking a nap.

"Get some rest."

Ye Lingtian said something to Feng Huojun, then came to the emerald parrot, reached out and touched its head, then disappeared into the attic.

. . . . . .

Lingtianhou Mansion.

In the attic.

"Zhan Dao Realm... How is that possible?"

Tan Tai Huang stared at Ye Lingtian in astonishment. How could this guy, who had a defective soul, be able to reach the Dao-Slaying Realm? This puzzled her.

She grabbed Ye Lingtian's wrist in an instant, and a mysterious force invaded Ye Lingtian's body. After some feeling, she found that this guy's soul was still defective and had not been repaired.

The Way of Killing is not an ordinary realm. If there is a problem with the soul, one cannot reach this realm at all. But Ye Lingtian chose to enter the Way of Killing, which is very strange.

Ye Lingtian said with a smile on his face: "Nothing is impossible! I am the Third Young Master of Tianmen. Isn't it normal for me to break through a small realm?"

"Oh!"

Tan Tai Huang yawned, walked to the bed, and lay down on it: "Warm my feet."

Ye Lingtian: "..."

"Da Huang, I want to beat you up."

Ye Lingtian stared at Tan Tai Huang and said.

After saying that, he walked towards the bed...

Soon, the two of them were lying in the warm bed. Tan Tai Huang snuggled in Ye Lingtian's arms like a sloth, while Ye Lingtian's hands gently drew circles on Tan Tai Huang's back. It was warm and they could hear each other's heartbeats.

. . . . . .

Two days later.

Xuanyuan family.

The atmosphere was a bit weird. Xuanyuan Pojun, the great general who guarded the country, had not attended court for two days. The entire Xuanyuan family was heavily guarded inside and outside, and outsiders were not allowed to get close at all.

In a large hall.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng respectfully saluted the six skinny old men. These old men were all ancestors of the Xuanyuan family. They had lived for a long time and had unfathomable strength.

"Qingfeng, how are your preparations going?"

One of them was an old man with a cold and dead aura and sunken eyes, staring at Xuanyuan Qingfeng. His eyes were gloomy and a little weird, and his voice was hoarse and piercing, which was extremely creepy.

If he had sharp fangs, he would definitely be mistaken for a zombie.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng said respectfully: "Don't worry, Third Ancestor. The two Xuanyuan family's direct descendants who were born in Yin years, Yin months and Yin times that were prepared for you have been found. They can be used by Third Ancestor and Fourth Ancestor to possess their bodies today."

"Okay, okay! When we succeed in taking over your body, we will definitely not treat you unfairly."

The Third and Fourth Ancestors of Xuanyuan let out strange laughs.

What they were practicing this time was the Soul-Transferring Technique, which was a technique learned by a Taoist master. Later, the master was killed and the technique was seized by the Xuanyuan family.

However, no one has dared to use it so far. Now that their lifespan is coming to an end, they can't care so much. As long as they can survive, they will try every possible means. Once they succeed, the others may also have a choice.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng was delighted: "Thank you, ancestors."

He has been stuck at the Grand Master level for many years. If these ancestors were willing to help him, he might be able to make further progress.

"Alright! You go and take care of the things outside. We also need to make arrangements. Tonight, when the moon is full, it is the perfect time to seize the body."

There was a hint of excitement in the eyes of the Third Ancestor Xuanyuan.

As long as they succeed in taking over another's body, he and the fourth brother can live a new life. Just thinking about it makes people excited. If they can live, who would be willing to die?

"As ordered."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng bowed and left the hall.

In another attic.

"Bai Ling, this is the millet porridge your father made for you. Please try it."

Xuanyuan Pojun handed Xuanyuan Bailing a bowl of fragrant millet porridge.

"Thank you father."

Xuanyuan Bailing took the millet porridge.

She picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful, and put it to her mouth...

Xuanyuan Pojun watched silently but said nothing.

Xuanyuan Bailing did not eat the porridge directly. She asked softly, "Father, sometimes I am very curious about what position I hold in your heart."

Xuanyuan Pojun said: "You are naturally my most beloved daughter."

Xuanyuan Bailing looked at the millet porridge in the bowl: "This is the first time my father made millet porridge for me. I still remember that my mother also made a bowl of porridge for me, but after I drank that bowl of porridge, she disappeared inexplicably. Later I asked you where your mother went, and you told me that your mother went to a very far place..."

Xuanyuan Pojun was stunned for a second: "Drink the porridge quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

Xuanyuan Bailing put the bowl down and said self-deprecatingly, "After drinking this bowl of porridge, I will probably pass out. Then I will be waiting for the Third Ancestor or the Fourth Ancestor to take over my body, right?"

Xuanyuan Pojun raised his eyebrows, stared at Xuanyuan Bailing and said: "It seems that you know everything."

Xuanyuan Bailing smiled and said calmly, "Don't worry, father. I'm not going anywhere today. No matter what the outcome is, I accept it! I thought that father would be reluctant to let me go, but now it seems that I was wrong."

Xuanyuan Pojun was silent for a moment: "For the future of the Xuanyuan family, I can only sacrifice you. Your father is sorry for you, but you should be happy to be able to contribute to the future of the Xuanyuan family."

"Yes, I should be happy. Father, please go out first! I will stay here honestly and promise not to go anywhere. I am also very curious whether the Third and Fourth Ancestors can succeed in taking over the body."

Xuanyuan Bailing smiled and waved.

"Don't think about other unrealistic things. There are several ancestors guarding the Xuanyuan family. You and I can only accept our fate."

Xuanyuan Pojun said this lightly and left the house. There were many Luowang masters guarding outside the house. It was difficult for Xuanyuan Bailing to die at this moment, let alone escape from here.

"Accept your fate? You are not accepting your fate. You just want to use my life to exchange for the possibility for an ancestor to continue living."

Xuanyuan Bailing stared at Xuanyuan Pojun's back and couldn't help but say inwardly that he had completely given up on the Xuanyuan family.

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