The happy coffin is opened, all ghosts disperse, the princess comes from hell

Wu Zhen's expression changed slightly, but he didn't expect Fanyou to deduce the truth.

Indeed, this is the trap set up by the Witch Clan to hide the truth, and it is the biggest secret created to welcome the return of the Holy King.

Prince Cangming was indeed the child of the Queen of Heaven and Chi You. To be precise, he was the remnant soul of Chi You hidden in the aura of chaos.

Everything was going smoothly at first, but something went wrong three thousand years ago, and Cang Ming was aware of the abnormality in his own soul. However, this abnormality was also known to the woman of the Peacock clan, which led to the Burning Heaven Rebellion. Cang Ming actually wanted to be there. Self-destruction in the turmoil.

Let Chi You's consciousness be completely destroyed.

The Wu Clan took great pains to preserve Cang Ming's soul, and then used this stratagem to hide Cang Ming's soul from the world and let him turn around in the human world.

Taking the seven emotions and six desires as calamities and all kinds of suffering, he tried to erase Cang Ming's consciousness and let Chi You's consciousness completely awaken.

That's why Xiao Chenyan encountered all kinds of disasters, and after grinding them one by one, he had the life-threatening evil, and the evil wind that penetrated his bones.

It was obvious that the witch clan was almost successful, but at this moment, Qing Wu came to the world again.

Wu Zhen stared at Fanyou. After a while, he exhaled a long breath as if relieved and laughed:

"Well, since you have guessed it, I don't have to cover it up anymore."

She smiled, but there was sarcasm in her eyes:

"Is it because Chasha failed the calamity ten years ago and returned to the underworld that made you have this guess?"

"That's why you took advantage of her weakness, stole her imperial seal, and went to the Sansheng Stone to make her make a marriage contract with that little peacock."

"I'm afraid that at that time, you will go find out the truth about the Fentian Rebellion, right?"

"Indeed, it was the help of the little peacock's mother that made Cang Ming almost self-destruct. That little peacock is the new Ming King. Although his brain is sick, his strength is better than his mother's."

"Unlike Cang Ming, who is the fake son of the Emperor of Heaven, that little peacock is an illegitimate son, but he is the only real son of the Emperor of Heaven."

Wu Zhen looked at Fanyou with resentment in his eyes: "You turned a blind eye to the deal between the Wu Clan and the Yin Division, but you let that little peacock get involved, just to let him discover the truth."

"Fanyou, Fanyou, you are still so calculating."

"You have been on guard against me from the beginning..."

Fanyou looked at her: "Because of my selfish desires, I have been unfair and biased. I have ignored human life and allowed you, the witch clan, to cause trouble in the world. I am not worthy of the position of Lord."

"Wuzhen, you have your obsessions and responsibilities, and so do I. I owe you a lot, and I can't even finish it."

The wind blew Fanyou's white hair, and his appearance gradually turned old.

Wu Zhen was keenly aware that something was wrong with him, and looked stern: "Your power... Fanyou, what have you done to yourself?"

"I cannot fully repay the debt I owe you. Trapped by love and obsession, I have caused countless killings and karma, and I deserve to be punished."

"Azhen, it's not easy to live a new life. I hope you can also cut off your shackles and regain your freedom."

Fanyou's figure disappeared with the wind and left quietly.

Wu Zhen grasped the wind and only grasped the nothingness.

She stared at her hands blankly, and suddenly she laughed sadly, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, filled with hatred, resentment, regret, and self-mockery.

"I am a true witch from the witch clan. How can I cut off the shackles and pursue the so-called freedom..."

"The gods destroyed our witch clan, how can we forget the hatred of annihilation!"

"You think we, the Witch Clan, are cruel to the human race, but we, the Witch Clan, dismembered our corpses and transformed into the mountains, rivers, vegetation, and creatures of the human world. The humans were born by eating the flesh and blood of my Witch Clan. We return as human beings, so what do we owe them?"

"You owe me what you owe me, and I can't really repay it..."

Wu Zhen slowly closed his eyes, and the traces of tears disappeared. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes had returned to calmness.

In her last life, she didn't die in a battle to exterminate her clan. She didn't fulfill her duties as the Ten Witches, but she died for Fanyou.

She betrayed her own people and was a traitor.

And in this life, she can no longer abandon the Wu clan for a man.

Even if it was a mistake, she could not look back and could only go on...

……

Void Tibetan Courtyard.

Miyan stood in front of the Eternal Mirror, obsessed with her own beauty, unable to extricate herself for a long time.

It wasn't until the blood flowing from his forehead completely obscured his beauty that he touched his face and murmured:

"It's my fault that I'm so beautiful that I almost forgot about business again..."

"Write it down. You have to hurry up and write it down, otherwise you will forget it again. What else is the old man Fu Jun doing..."

"I have to go find Chasha, why do I always forget to go find her..."

"Oh, it's better to cut open the brain. What that bad old man did is not possible without uprooting the weeds..."

Miyan thought in vain, watching the ice blade melt again, his eyes gradually turned from calm to crazy.

Sudden.

Miyan felt something, turned around and saw an old face.

His eyes sparkled with light, the peacock feather fan appeared in his hand, and he laughed with murderous intent:

"Damn old man, you still dare to show your face, you played me so well..."

Fanyou looked at him quietly, watching the ice blade in the middle of his forehead melt. Miyan's eyes were blank for a moment, as if she had forgotten something again.

The murderous intention disappeared from his body, and his face showed surprise.

"Oh~ this is not my father-in-law~"

The tension in the previous moment seemed to be an illusion, Miyan walked towards Fanyou with blood on her face.

Fanyou looked at his appearance and sighed.

"You are sincere towards Shasha."

"The only thing necessary is that Chasha is angry with me now and is still looking for a little man in the world behind my back. Alas..."

Miyan sighed and looked at him with a half-smile: "My father-in-law, do you want to leave me alone?"

Fanyou ignored his joke and handed something to him.

That is a magic weapon like a lotus flower,

Miyan took it and looked puzzled: "What is this? Chasha's dowry?"

"Pass it to her for me."

"Why don't you pay it yourself...?" Before Miyan could finish her words, Fanyou had disappeared.

He clicked his tongue and looked at the lotus magic weapon in his hand. With his eyesight, he could not tell the origin and function of this object.

This old guy went all this way just to let him hand over something? What kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?

"Speaking of which, why does this old thing smell so strange..."

Miyan narrowed her peach blossom eyes.

"Looks like he's about to die?"