Thinking of Liu Shuwen's love for her since she was a child, Cheng Huan's tears couldn't stop falling.

No one loved her before, and she didn't even hear a word of warmth, she originally thought that she was going on alone, and this life was over.

Unexpectedly, God wanted to make such a big joke with her, so that she could return to the body of this little girl named Chenghuan and re-experience the love from her parents, brothers and friends. When the closed cold heart door gradually opened, God wanted to play with her over and over again, taking away her love little by little.

First she loved a man, then she loved her friend, and now it was her turn to bring the little body she possessed into the world.

God is so cold and cruel, after giving her warmth and sweetness, he has to take back these little by little without mercy. Cheng Huan would rather that he had never experienced so much warm care and had never enjoyed the considerate care of his parents.

Is it really like what the numerology master said, there are dark and unclean things in her blood, so she shouldn't have come to this world in the first place, so whether it is Chenghuan or Ripples, she is destined to be an ominous person, who has no right to happiness, and will bring her own disasters to the people around her.

Looking at the scene of Cheng Huan's wordless tears, the original noisy shouts and fights suddenly stopped, and it seemed that it was so quiet that the sound of Cheng Huan's tears falling on the ground could be heard for a moment.

All the guards of Tianyu Villa know Cheng Huan's temperament of not shedding tears, and it is the first time they have seen Cheng Huan with tears like today.

On the other side, the guards of the wind evil looked at Cheng Huan with a beautiful face holding Liu Shuwen who had passed out in a coma, and a pair of empty ink-splashed pupils were like streams, quietly flowing out of crystal warm liquid. Although there was no emotion in Cheng Huan's beautiful face, as soon as he saw the crystal liquid on her cheeks, he couldn't help but be moved, and then he became sad.

When the guards saw Cheng Huan, who was holding Liu Shuwen and crying silently, they immediately forgot to attack, and they were probably guessing in their hearts - what a huge pain it was that made this beautiful woman look like this.

At this time, Cheng Huan, who was in pain in his heart, was even more because of the internal and external attacks, and a mouthful of blood gushed out from his miserable white lips. fell on Liu Shuwen's elegant placket, which added a bit of sadness.

"Feng Chenghuan, don't hurry up and catch it!" It was Cheng Huan's blood that dispelled the scruples in Feng Xie's heart, and he pointed at Cheng Huan and shouted.

Although Cheng Huan's mourning can infect other people, it has no effect on the wind evil whose heart is like a hard stone. The reason why he hid it before was because he was worried that Cheng Huan would have more powerful tricks, not to mention that Cheng Huan fell into grief again, and Feng Xie was also worried that the sad Cheng Huan would have more amazing explosive power.

Knowing that Cheng Huan spat blood, Feng Xie dared to be sure that Cheng Huan really had no strength to fight back.

"I'll go with you and let all your people get out of the villa!" After a long while, Cheng Huan tightened the fists in his hands, and the pair of empty ink-splashed pupils said coldly.

Although Cheng Huan didn't know the grievances and grievances between the previous generations, she knew that the reason why the wind evil would trouble herself from time to time was just for the spiritual cultivation ability test of the juniors in the clan for a period of time.

When the Feng clan reached their generation, it was already gradually declining, and the total number of juniors in the clan was only thirty or fifty.

And among these thirty or fifty juniors, Cheng Huan is the most competitive one. The title of daughter of the patriarch she holds alone is enough for many people to covet.

Feng Xie has two sons and a daughter under his knees, and in order to allow his children to take over important positions in the clan, Feng Xie naturally has to do more "hard work". Cheng Huan, a tricky figure in the junior spiritual ability test, of course, should be dealt with as soon as possible.

Since this qiē pain is caused by her, let a qiē be cut off here for her!

"Come on, take down this demon girl for me!" Seeing that Cheng Huan was willing to be arrested obediently, Feng Xie immediately ordered his subordinates to tie Cheng Huan up.

"Shenghui, ask the doctor to treat my mother well, take care of the phantom silk, and take care of this family." Before leaving, Cheng Huan whispered.

Cheng Huan knew that if he left like this, he would probably never "turn back".

As soon as he thought of this, Cheng Huan's splashed ink pupils couldn't help but shed crystal liquid again. She is not a person from this world, but she just took pity on the little baby who was only born for one day, and she was destined to bear many trumped-up charges when she came to this world.

Cheng Huan, who was in a state of confusion, could no longer suppress the sweet smell in her throat, and within a few steps of following the wind demon, a mouthful of blood gushed out of her mouth again. Drops of blood fell on Cheng Huan's plain white clothes, like a cuckoo crying blood in bloom.

Now, even if the wind evil doesn't do anything to her, if Cheng Huan, who is weak, can't get the replenishment of true yuan power, he will soon die due to the depletion of spiritual power. Coupled with the psychological trauma caused to her before, Chenghuan even weakened her will to survive.

After Ouyang Gurong glanced at Cheng Huan, who was so weak that he fell asleep, he followed the clues of the tanuki for the prince out of the villa, and flew straight to Fengying's mansion.

"I heard that Feng Chenghuan gave birth to the little prince last night, how could Ouyang Gongzi have time to come to my mansion?" As soon as he saw Ouyang Gurong's upright figure, the face of the wind shadow treacherous became flattering.

Ouyang Gurong didn't want to be polite with him, so he coldly squinted at the flattering wind shadow and asked directly: "Who is the mastermind of the drama of the tanuki changing the prince?" ”

It had only been a quarter of an hour since he left the villa, and the news that Cheng Huan had given birth to a son had spread so quickly to the Wind Shadow Mansion at the foot of the villa, it seemed that the wind shadow was far from being as honest as Ouyang Gurong expected.

"What kind of tanuki for the prince? Could it be that Feng Chenghuan gave birth to a little prince? Looking at Ouyang Gurong, who had a cold expression, Feng Ying continued to say teasingly.

Listening to the wind shadow's teasing, Ouyang Gurong waved his sleeves, and an iron chain with a spell wrapped around the wind shadow's body, tying up the wind shadow's whole person.

Now that the safety of the child is at stake, Ouyang Gurong no longer has the patience to accompany Fengying to fight wits and courage. Using the power to force out the truth of the Wind Shadow is obviously the best strategy.

"Don't you really know? My soul chain will get tighter and tighter until it cuts you into pieces. Ouyang Gurong looked at the wind shadow that had already shown a nervous look on his face, and there was a bit of banter in his cold words.

Wind Shadow is a traitorous villain, and what he values most is his own cheap life. Therefore, Ouyang Gurong is sure that the current wind shadow of the catastrophe will definitely answer truthfully.

"It's the Wind Evil, all of them were planned by a new ally in the Wind Evil Sect, I just planted eyeliner in Tianyu Villa, and I haven't been involved in anything else." Hearing Ouyang Gurong's threat, Feng Ying hurriedly told the truth.

"New allies...... But it's called Su Muyi? Ouyang Gurong continued to ask.

"This ...... I've only heard the wind evil call him Hua Zhang, and I guess he probably has something to do with the flower clan. Kazekage replied.

Ouyang Gurong's sharp black eyes became brighter and brighter, what he expected was right, not only Su Muyi's minions were chasing after him, but he didn't expect Su Muyi himself to be involved in this power dispute.

"What's next for the Wind Evil?" Ouyang Gurong approached and asked fiercely with a pair of eagle eyes.

"Feng heresy, I want to make a big fuss about the birth of demon beasts, and go to Tianyu Villa early tomorrow morning to denounce Feng Chenghuan." Feeling the awe-inspiring power coming from Ouyang Gurong's eyes, Feng Ying hurriedly revealed the entire plan.

Ouyang Gurong tightened the soul chain wrapped around Feng Ying's body, and calmly ordered: "Feng Chenghuan's personal guard has never left the villa for half a step, this news should not be difficult for you to reach the ears of Feng Evil, right?" ”

Feng Ying also felt that the iron chains on his body were tightening up a little bit, so he had to nod his head desperately, for fear that Ouyang Gurong would really cut him into several pieces with a wave of his sleeves.

Ouyang Gurong had already made up his mind in his heart, and this time he would definitely not back down!

"You are here, this child must have a lot to do with you." Ouyang Gurong had just jumped over the high wall and entered the Wind Evil Mansion, and Su Muyi's voice sounded behind him.

Ouyang Gurong had already used the defensive shield to completely conceal his aura, but he didn't expect Su Muyi to use the trick of waiting for the rabbit to let him automatically send him to the door.

Although he was anxious about the child, Ouyang Gurong still had a cold and indifferent look on his face, turned to look at Su Muyi, who had a good face, and said, "Chenghuan is weak after giving birth, I just came to pick up the child for her." ”

"There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell, so you have to break in. I won't let you go lightly today. Su Muyi's elegant face became distorted and hideous at this moment.

Ouyang Gurong's fingers moved slightly, and he was about to pinch his hands to defend against Su Muyi's attack. But at this moment, Ouyang Gurong's face trembled slightly, and his spell seemed to have no effect at all in this space.

"I've laid out the Tiangang Beidou Formation here, and it's not so easy for you to fight against me." The corners of Su Muyi's mouth curved into a victorious arc, and the smile in his eyes became thicker.

In the Wind Evil Mansion, Ouyang Gurong stroked his chest cavity that had been hit hard, and he could no longer suppress a mouthful of blood from gushing out.

"Ouyang Gurong, looking at your pretentious appearance all day long, I didn't expect it to be just such a trick." Su Mu also looked at the injured Ouyang Gurong condescendingly, with a mocking expression.