Chapter Ninety-One: With My Destiny, I Give You a Body

Compared with the trotting that seemed to be running away, the ninth sister's slow steps seemed to be steady, and she walked in with a prohibitive frequency. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The guards formed a semicircle, but they seemed to be constantly retreating under the force of a thousand jun.

She ...... She just broke in? The people watched the girl in red walk into the depths of the Xia family's ancestral temple step by step, and fell silent for a while.

The Xia family, the unattainable minister of Tiangong in their eyes, was knocked on the door by a little girl like this?

Although Xia Sui is also the daughter of the Xia family, they have forgotten her attribute at this moment, only to see the girl in red alone but forcing back the guards, and actually really broke in.

The guards all surrounded Xia Jiumei, and the front of the ancestral temple was empty.

The people looked at each other, looking at the empty and smooth bluestone road in front of them, and they were a little incredulous.

There is no one to guard it, and the noble ancestral temple of the Xia family, the object they can only look up to, seems to be disintegrating little by little.

An urge to peek into the aristocracy permeated the crowd, striking at the prison of faith that had been crushed by the girl in red.

I don't know which one took the first step, and the people immediately swarmed up and rushed into the Xia Family Ancestral Temple.

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The trip to worship the ancestors in the main hall has just reached the halfway point, but Xia Wenye's tablet has been quietly erected, although the Xia family's big and small relatives are there, they have acquiesced to the death news and never asked more, after all, this is also a scandal of the Xia family.

"Sect Master, please enlighten the spirit." A respected elder of the Xia family spoke loudly.

Because the Xia family is a minister of heavenly tribute, every time the spirit carving of the clan tripod will be given a spirit by the sect master on the spot to show respect.

Master Xia picked up the carving knife offered by the servant and walked to the desk in the square outside the main hall, which was a white jade landscape spirit carving, and the pretty colors at the top were skillfully carved into a grass house, with far-reaching artistic conception.

The power of his magic trick flowed, and the blue sword flowed out from the blade, gliding over every inch of the texture of the mountain and water spirit carving, carving the Xia family's unique rune technique into the depths of the white jade.

"Master, it's not good, Miss Xia Sui broke into ......" The steward guarding the door trotted in, and knelt on the ground when he saw this, not daring to disturb.

Master Xia frowned, and his subordinates did not stop, but the sword gradually turned dark green, and he used his real strength to speed up.

When the ninth sister entered the door, she saw the brilliant and piercing knife.

As if she was electrocuted, her body trembled, and the girl was frozen from head to foot by a basin of ice water.

Master Xia was seriously endowed with spirits, and the carving knife scraped on the white and greasy jade texture, as if revealing a seeping smirk.

The ninth sister snorted and pressed her temples in severe pain.

"Ahh Xia Wenshu's painful scream of begging for death still echoed in her mind, and the faint green knife slid across her delicate skin, and pieces of flesh and blood were peeled off, dyeing a white jade beauty with her endless pain little by little.

The beauty is like a spiritual woman, and her white body absorbs the flesh and blood sent by the green mang.

And the owner of the dark green sword finally emerged from the darkness this time, a bloodthirsty and manic face.

"It's him, it's him!" A sharp voice sounded in the ninth sister's ears, causing the hairs on her back to stand on end.

Xia Wenshu.

"Revenge, avenge me!" This was the first time she had heard Xia Wenshu's remnant soul consciously crying.

Xia Jiumei hugged her head, her fingers were trembling, and she felt a monstrous anger and resentment.

Xia Yongqing.

What kind of vicious and murderous nature could make him kill his daughter who he had raised for thirteen years in such a cruel way.

Is it just to inject the spirit of such a ridiculous beauty jade carving!

The screams belonging to Xia Wenshu in her mind continued, and the ninth sister seemed to see her sore and cracked soul struggling and screaming.

How could there be such vicious witchcraft in the world that could torture a person's soul like this?

"Don't worry, I will avenge you." Xia Jiumei squatted down in pain, trying her best to communicate with the remnant soul in her mind.

The consciousness of the remnant soul could not be maintained for long, but she understood Xia Wenshu's words, but she didn't believe it at all.

A loving father is the only sunshine in Xia Wenshu's life, and when the sun shoots her into a thousand holes, who else will she believe.

"In my life, I will give you a body." Xia Wenshu's soul was peeling off piece by piece, invisibly dissipating into the blood of her limbs in the ninth sister's mind.

In the end, the ninth sister only had a sneer in Xia Wenshu's mind before she disappeared: "If you can't avenge me, you will end up the same as me." ”

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The ninth sister looked cold and stood up from the ground.

In front of her was a bright light from vertigo, and she waited calmly, and a gust of wind blew away the cold sweat around her body.

The girl raised her head, and as far as she could see, it was Xia Yong's cold eyes.

Xia Yongqing waved his hand, and the white jade spirit carving of the landscape after enlightenment was carried down, and then his angry shout sounded: "You are bold!" ”

The ninth sister sank her breath, stepped forward in two steps, and met Lord Xia's gaze: "It's you who are bold, Sect Master Xia." ”

The girl's eyes were sharp and bright, and she looked straight into the depths of Xia Yongqing's eyes, as if she wanted to see through his ugly soul.

Xia Yongqing was stared at by Xia Jiumei's wolf-like gaze, and his black eyebrows furrowed.

"You sacrifice day and night, and the witch gods are watching coldly from the sky, whether they are obedient or disobedient, he has them all in mind." The ninth sister paced around Xia Yongqing for half a circle, her red dress was slender, bewitching and beautiful, and her tone was indescribably weird: "Did you say yes, Sect Master Xia." ”

The fists in Xia Yongqing's sleeves clenched violently.

Whoever said this could be indifferent to him, but Xia Jiumei said it, and stared at him with her clear and resolute eyes, as if to penetrate his soul, so that how could he not be guilty.

"Rebel girl, what do you mean?" Xia Yong said coldly, quite a bit of gnashing of teeth.

"It's not interesting," the girl suddenly laughed, making the scene even more weird, "I'm reminding my father." ”

A father, the cry was sweet, and even everyone in the audience was aware of the subtleties of the atmosphere.

Why does Master Xia seem to be very jealous of this little girl's words?

It's just a concubine, do you really think that she is a carving girl blessed by a witch god?

"Yongqing." Old lady Xia was dissatisfied with Xia Yongqing's mud and water, and urged in a low voice.

Treacherous billet.

Xia Yongqing secretly scolded Xia Jiumei for being cunning, nodded to the old lady and shouted, "What are you doing in a daze?" Xia Sui forcibly broke into the ancestral temple, disrupted the sacrifice, and didn't give me a clan registration, and beat me out with a stick! ”

"Look, you just said that you were disrespectful to the witch god, and you are here." The girl's voice sounded unhurriedly: "Push me out, your Xia family is disobeying the witch's command!" ”

"What a joke that the oracle would mention you little maiden?" Someone scoffed, and the guards immediately rushed up.

"Lord Witch Envoy, are you just watching the Xia family disobey the witch edict?!" The ninth sister shouted loudly, and the guards settled down again, and they all looked at the layer of tulle hanging in the depths of the hall.

"Oh? Then you can talk about it," a beautiful male voice sounded, the white gauze rippled and was lifted by the guards, and the peerless man walked out slowly, and his fairy-like temperament made people suffocate for a moment: "How did the Xia family disobey the witch commandment." ”