Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

"Master, you know that a sword can produce its own sword spirit. When the sword spirit is about to sprout, the soul originally in the sword will be devoured."

"Also, Master, don't you want to live a life with Sister Hu that is not envious of mandarin ducks but of immortals? And then have a baby?"

"Listen, open your mouth!"

"only……"

Master Jiancheng only said one word, and another Sansheng Bamboo in Yang Susu's hand flew into his mouth. Then, he closed his eyes and was slowly dragged to the ground by a white divine force.

Looking at the two people's entities that were constantly forming, and the Holy Heaven Sword's gradually losing its power, Yang Susu smiled.

She knew that Master Jiancheng and Sister Ah Hu were worried about her. After all, she was going to Jinghong Shikong, where there were many unknown dangers.

But she could already feel that the Holy Heaven Sword was giving birth to its own sword spirit, which was gradually becoming conscious. The moment it awakened, it would devour the souls of Sister Hu and Master Jiancheng.

There is the chaotic energy at the bottom of the void and the twin bamboos, which shows that Sister Hu and Master Jiancheng are not too unlucky.

It is estimated that the two of them will wake up after a cup of tea.

She set up a small protective formation around the two of them, and then disappeared from the spot in a flash.

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The Empty World

Inside the house, a woman in red threw the teacup heavily on the ground, revealing a ferocious look.

"I am also your father's daughter, and a legitimate daughter. Why can't I be the Holy Lord?"

"That bitch Qin Lulu, what's the point of being born different from others, and having a body that can accommodate things that ordinary people can't? It's all because of that bitch Yunzhong Xianzun."

"It's because my father is partial to me that they let the mother and daughter run around in this holy sect."

"Now that bitch Qin Lulu is dead, her life lamp has gone out. I didn't expect that my father still wouldn't let me become the Saint of the Holy Sect."

"What am I not as good as Qin Lulu?"

"Isn't it just because her father likes that bitch of her mother?"

"If you count it by logic, I am my father's legitimate daughter, and my mother is the principal wife. If my mother hadn't died in an accident, how could the Holy Sect allow this pair of lowly mother and daughter to act so arrogantly here?"

The woman squatted down to pick up the broken tiles on the ground and scratched the ground again and again.

"The Immortal Master in the Clouds? Oh, bitch, go to hell!"

"Qin Xiaoxiao? You want to compete with me for the position of Saint? Go to hell!"

"My biased father only has his so-called love in his eyes. Qin Tianba, go to hell!"

Her face became more and more ferocious, her pupils became bigger and bigger, her jaw was slightly raised, and she was gritting her teeth, but she didn't know that someone standing in the darkness was looking at her meaningfully.

The world of Jinghong is divided into groups based on religion, and the two largest sects are the Holy Sect and the Lan Sect.

The two religions have always been at odds.

All the cultivation of the Saint Sect's people depends on the Ling Line in their bodies.

This kind of Lingxian is swallowed into the stomach when they are born, which can continuously help them improve their cultivation.

The people of Lan Sect are good at swordsmanship. They have always looked down on the people of Sheng Sect, saying that they rely on crooked ways.

Therefore, the two major sects, Jinghong and Shikong, have been fighting fiercely, and neither of them can look down on the other.

"Yes, they all deserve to die!"

"So, do you need my help?"

A sudden sound came from the dark corner. The woman who was scratching the ground with a tile suddenly looked up into the darkness, her whole body on guard, with a hint of murderous intent in her eyes.

"who are you?"

A figure slowly walked out from the darkness.

"Qin Weiwei?"

The woman's eyes widened in astonishment, and then a trace of disdain appeared on her face.

"Weren't you given away by that bitch Yunzhong Xianzun?"

Qin Weiwei nodded, a faint smile on the face beneath the dark veil, one arm was empty, and the other hand was clenched into a fist.

"Yes, I was sent away by Qin Lulu and Yunzhong Xianzun."

"That person tortured me day and night. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I killed them all and escaped."

"I will kill all those who stepped on me, including Qin Xiaoxiao and Yunzhong Xianzun."

"Qin Yiyi, you will help me, right?"

Qin Yiyi still held the tile in her hand and walked towards "Qin Weiwei" who was shrouded in darkness.

“Qin Weiwei, don’t you know? Qin Lulu is dead, her life light is off!”

"The Immortal Master Yunzhong searched like crazy, but still couldn't find her body. He got so angry that he fell ill!"

She had already walked in front of "Qin Weiwei" with a ferocious look on her face and a sinister smile on her lips.

"Qin Weiwei, when you were in the Holy Sect, you were an ant trampled under their feet. What kind of dirty and tiring work didn't you do?"

"Qin Lulu bullied you, I beat you, Yunzhong Xianzun framed you, your father ignored you, and the rest of the sisters took pleasure in bullying you."

"With someone like you, what qualifications do you have to stand here and want to be with me?"

The tile in Qin Yiyi's hand was already attached to "Qin Weiwei's" face.

"I'm very angry now. Instead of thinking about those unrealistic things, I'd rather give you a sharp cut on your disgusting face to calm me down."

"After all, seeing blood flowing can make people happy."

Qin Weiwei sneered and took a step back, away from the tile. At the same time, she took out a pill.

"I was also the one who killed Qin Lulu."

Qin Yiyi seemed to have heard some big joke.

"What did you say? Did you kill Qin Lulu?"

"Qin Weiwei, are you hysterical? Qin Lulu is a saint, can you kill her?"

Qin Weiwei's expression did not change at all, and she continued calmly:

"Qin Lulu lost a bet with someone, so Yunzhong Xianzun gave me to that person."

"That person is a doctor with powerful medical skills and countless miraculous elixirs and medicines."

"but me……"

Qin Weiwei cast a heavy gaze on the ferocious Qin Yiyi's face and said softly, "Kill her and absorb her cultivation. All her elixirs are in my hands."

"Tomorrow is the day of the Saint Sect Competition, and the winner will be the Saint."

"After taking this pill, your cultivation level will increase tenfold within seven days!"

"Not to mention one Qin Xiaoxiao, even ten Qin Xiaoxiaos can't beat you."

"I will help you get the position of Saint, but you must agree to two conditions!"

Qin Yiyi burst into laughter.

"Qin Weiwei, you are seriously hysterical. The elixir in your hand can increase my cultivation tenfold and help me get the title of Saint? You still want to talk to me..."

Before Qin Yiyi finished her words, "Qin Weiwei" had already stuffed the pill into her mouth.

The pill turned into a beam of light and entered her stomach.