Survive, the rules of rebirth for the villain witch

Zuo Yihai is already dead...

These words were like a stone falling into a lake, instantly causing ripples.

The smile on Yan Rong's face was torn apart, and she gently rebuked: "Chu Youhuang, don't say such things casually."

You Huang was too lazy to explain and said disapprovingly: "The news will soon reach Tiandu, then you will know whether I am talking nonsense or not."

"You should just read your books carefully."

Yan Rong believed You Huang's words in her heart, but she couldn't show it on her face.

Yuan Pei originally wanted to destroy the image of Wushen Hou Mansion in the eyes of the world, but he didn't expect that Chu Youhuang's words would directly elevate Wushen Hou Mansion to a higher level.

[Strike one blow to prevent a hundred blows.] This sentence alone was enough to shock the world. On the contrary, he exposed his own position and would naturally be targeted by the family standing in the Wushen Marquis Mansion.

The palace school is a small court, and their attitude represents the attitude of the family.

The situation in the court is changing unpredictably now. Who knows who the wind will blow towards tomorrow? In any case, the road ahead for the Yuan family will be difficult.

Youhuang had regained his composure and was slowly flipping through the history textbook, occasionally adding notes in the textbook, when he suddenly heard a light voice.

"Where did you see this sentence, 'Subdue them without fighting'?" Yan Rong moved a low chair and sat next to Youhuang's table. This is the art of war. It would be terrible if the little girl also understood it.

You Huang was stunned for a moment and said, "I recently checked some of the external battles of the Dalin Dynasty. There was a battle with the Qiming Kingdom, and they used similar tactics, but that one was successful, while the Yinghuo Kingdom ended in failure."

In fact, just like Zhuge Liang, Qimingguo also used the empty city plan to confuse the invincible Dalin army at that time.

The Yinghuo Kingdom used evil magic unknown to ordinary people to intimidate the Chu family army, but failed to scare them. Instead, they were provoked by the powerful Chu family army and their plan was aborted.

"You are talking about the Battle of Hengcheng, right?" Yan Rong smiled again and said, "Qiming did win that battle beautifully, but Qiming still lost the country in the end."

"The army of Qiming Kingdom is not bad, but their internal strength is not good." You Huang thought for a moment and sighed, "Traitorous ministers are the cause of the country's misfortune. If it weren't for the treacherous ministers who kept instigating the discord between the king and the generals, it would have taken a few years for the Dalin Dynasty to unify the seven kingdoms."

This sentence was originally Youhuang's summary, but to everyone else it seemed that it was said intentionally for Yuan Pei and Xie Shiyu to warn them not to become treacherous ministers who bring harm to the country.

Yan Rong was stunned for a moment and smiled speechlessly: "The Battle of Hengcheng is not recorded in detail in history books. Where did you see it? Was it from Tianji Pavilion?"

"It has nothing to do with Tianji Pavilion." You Huang glanced at Yan Rong and said calmly, "My family is a military family. We will naturally search for detailed intelligence on battles from ancient times to the present, and then review, analyze, and summarize these battles so as to come up with strategies for dealing with similar situations in the future."

"Marquis Wushen also analyzed and reviewed the battle that took place not long ago, and the result was that the enemy's general was killed." Yan Rong was a little disappointed with the result. He thought it would be a confrontation on the battlefield, but he didn't expect it to be an assassination of the enemy's general.

"Of course not. His method is too expensive." You Huang said with some disdain: "Whether it is the delaying method or sending troops without attacking, the military expenditure is too high."

"Comparatively, asking the Tianji Pavilion to deal with the demon cultivator behind the scenes is simple, direct and economical." You Huang secretly set up a barrier, but said with a smug look on his face: "According to the rules of cultivation, Jiang Yihai is not the target of the Tianji Pavilion, but he is courting death and has achieved some success in his demon cultivation."

"So you..."

"Exorcise the devil and defend the way, and solve it easily."

"Later we discovered that Zuo Yihai not only practiced magic himself, but also tricked his own generals into coming over and forced them to practice magic."

"..." The smile on Yan Rong's face disappeared, and You Huang continued: "In order to help them cultivate successfully as soon as possible, their families were captured and their flesh and blood were used to speed up the process of becoming a demon."

"The terrifying thing about cultivating demons is that they gradually lose their humanity, and they will do anything to achieve their goals, even if it means they don't recognize their own relatives."

"We are still a step too late." You Huang said to himself, "Those generals were just one step away from being possessed by demons, and their families were bled dry. We had to kill them before they were possessed by demons, so that they would have a chance to be reincarnated."

"What do you mean?" Yan Rong asked in confusion.

"If a low-level demon cultivator is killed, not only will his body dissipate, but his soul will also dissipate."

You Huang sighed deliberately when he said this: "Without a soul, there is no chance of reincarnation, which is equivalent to disappearing completely. As for that demon cultivator, he was taken away by the people from the demon world."

"Why didn't you stop it?" Yan Rong asked in confusion. This was not in line with her character.

"I can't beat him." You Huang admitted generously, full of fighting spirit: "I'm still young now, when I grow up, I will definitely beat him to death."

"Huang'er, you are a woman, don't be so murderous." Shen Huaiyue's voice suddenly came, and Youhuang was stunned. The result was clearly set, so why could Shen Huaiyue still hear their conversation?

"What's wrong?" Yan Rong asked in confusion after noticing that something was wrong with Youhuang.

"Nothing." You Huang immediately returned to normal and said to Shen Huaiyue: "With your thoughts, don't expect to leave Tiandu in this life."

"Chu Youhuang, you are so annoying." Shen Huaiyue could no longer hide her resentment. Youhuang smiled and said, "Sister, was your poem selected in the last issue of Minbao?"

"You really don't want to pick up any of the pots."

Yan Rong smiled and evacuated first. To face this little girl, one must have a strong heart.

You Huang turned around and met Shen Huaiyue's gaze that seemed to want to strangle her to death. She asked innocently, "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

"Don't you know that you alone take up all the places?" Shen Huaiyue looked at Youhuang with complicated eyes, with jealousy and envy that could not be hidden in his eyes.

"How is that possible? I didn't submit any manuscripts."

You Huang was even more confused. She was trapped in the underground ancient city during those days and completely forgot about submitting the article to the Minbao.

Shen Huaiyue sighed and said, "The palace school gathered all the submissions together for screening. Compared with your poems, our poems were not up to par, so they gave the only two spots to you. Unfortunately, you were away those few days and missed the submission date."

"It's okay. I won't write poetry in the future and won't compete with you for the quota." Youhuang replied with a smile and continued to complete the unfinished tasks.

"Mr. Murong will be pissed to death." Shen Huaiyue was stunned for a moment and then laughed: "When it comes to enthusiasm for good poetry, no one can compare to Mr. Murong. He asked about your situation almost every day during the few days you were away."

You Huang pretended to be profound and said: "Literature should not be limited to poetry, it should be a hundred flowers blooming."

"Why are you telling me? You should tell Mr. Murong." Shen Huaiyue suddenly stared at the painting on her desk and asked, "What are you drawing again?"

"Let me show you if you can guess it."

You Huang excitedly put down his pen and held up the topographic map of the seven countries he had just drawn.