Ling Zhanpeng's attack landed on the coffin, and in an instant, the coffin was shattered.

"No!"

Ling Jie's desperate roar came, but it didn't stop Ling Zhanpeng's movements, but made him even more proud. In the Ling family, it has always been him, the eldest young master, who has the final say, as for Ling Jie, she has already disobeyed him again and again, how can she be kept safe?

For Ling Zhanpeng, whether it is Ling Jie or Ling Jie's mother, it is nothing at all.

Relatives? No, in this hierarchical family, how can an illegitimate child be worthy of being a family with him? Ling Jie's mother was born poor, and to put it bluntly, in the Ling family, her status is even similar to that of a maid and nanny, and she has no power at all.

Ling Jie is the same, women are valued by their mothers, mothers have no power, how good can they be as children?

Even, in many public places, the head of the Ling family was reluctant to admit Ling Jie's existence. In the final analysis, the reason why he brought Ling Jie back to the Ling family was just because of Ling Jie's appearance. has been a beauty embryo since she was a child, and when she grows up, she will inevitably become a tool for family marriage.

In the face of Ling Zhanpeng's bullying, the head of the Ling family never came forward to stop him, but only advised him behind his back not to hurt Ling Jie's life. Yes, it's just a tool for marriage, as long as her life is not ruined and her face is not ruined, she will never lose her value.

As for Ling Jie's mother, except for her appearance, she was not enough to enter the sight of the head of the Ling family.

This family is full of power and interests, and its appearance is often just a conversation after drinking. The real bargaining chips are power, wealth, and strong personal strength, and there is no doubt that Ling Jie and her mother do not have these things.

For decades, the head of the Ling family had never looked at Ling Jie's mother more, even if he died at that time, he just said a faint word.

If it weren't for the fact that the Ling family had a great reputation, in order to get by on face, I was afraid that he wouldn't bother to bury Ling Jie's mother. But even if it was buried, it was just a hasty matter, and it didn't take much thought at all.

It is precisely because of the indifference of the head of the Ling family that Ling Zhanpeng will take inches again and again to bully Ling Jie and her mother. Even, when Ling Jie's mother died, in order to take revenge and vent hatred, she did not hesitate to destroy her coffin and body.

"No, how can this be... She's already dead, why can't you let her rest in peace!" Ling Jie muttered distractedly.

"You are an illegitimate child, and you deserve to provoke me?" Seeing Ling Jie's pain, Ling Zhanpeng became more and more inch-inch. With a wave of his palm, he wantonly ordered, "Give it to me... As long as you don't die, the wounded and disabled will be mine!"

As long as he doesn't die, this is the last warning given to him by the head of the Ling family, and on the premise of not dying, it won't get in the way no matter what.

With the arrogant order, the servants around naturally rushed up. In the collision just now, they suffered a secret loss in the hands of Ling Jie, and now that she is not in a state, they naturally have to take advantage of her illness and her life to fight back.

In fact, as they expected, the coffin was destroyed, and Ling Jie was already distracted.

The whole person stared ahead in distraction, looking at the position where the coffin dissipated, and there was no trace of brilliance in his eyes. In the face of the attacks around her, she was not moved at all, and let the countless attacks fall on her, and her heart was full of death.

There is nothing more sad than the death of the heart, and what is more tragic than the death of a heart?

......

Sitting on the throne, this posture has been maintained by Wei Jiu for tens of thousands of years.

He couldn't count how long he had been in this chaotic realm, only knowing that countless days and nights had quietly flowed in front of him.

Perhaps at the beginning, he was still curious and doubtful about this illusion, but after millions of years, all the emotions in his heart have long been wiped out. In particular, this desolate continent is not the same as before, and he is the only one in the whole world.

In the first 100 years, he used his own feet to travel all over the mountains and rivers of this continent.

I have to say that the beautiful scenery of the desolate continent in the fantasy world is not inferior to the real scene in the past. At the beginning, Wei Jiu wanted to take this experience as a journey, and immersing himself in such a beautiful scenery was also an excellent choice.

It's just that unconsciously, after he has walked through all the mountains and rivers, it has only been a hundred years. And in the past hundred years, he has never given up looking for an exit, but in the end he can only give up in despair.

When he returned to the throne, he was greeted by a longer loneliness. Another hundred years have passed, followed by thousands of years, ten thousand years, and one hundred thousand years, and every day after that passed very slowly, and for him, every minute and every second was torment.

It's just that this eighteenth illusion realm is really a little too terrifying, even after a million years, he still hasn't been able to unravel it.

How long is a million years? He couldn't tell. But in this endless time, he slowly forgot his name, forgot his identity, and forgot that it was just a game.

One of the things he did every day, and had to do, was to sit alone on the throne and wait. It's just that he also forgot what he was waiting for, and just like that, he waited aimlessly, day after day.

Originally, he thought that this was his fate, trapped here forever.

But today is different, and the heart that has long been dead and silent can't help but fluctuate. That feeling, he knew very well, was clearly a kind of extreme pain, the pain of forgetting even his breath.

He didn't know where this feeling came from, but in his heart, a figure unconsciously appeared, it was Ling Jie. Wasn't that girl the same girl he had promised to protect in the past? But in a trance, he seemed to see that she had already been suppressed and persecuted.

The dead gaze was suddenly infected by a wisp of scarlet, which was the demonic nature of the nine-tailed fox clan.

Suddenly, Wei Jiu's body rose into the air, and the Void Heaven Qianyuan Sword was tightly held between his palms. Behind him, nine huge white tails rose into the air, surrounding him, spinning rapidly.

"Hidden flowers at the bottom of the leaves once, how many times have you stepped on the snow in your dreams?If there are no regrets in life, how boring it should be!" Since this heaven and earth are bound to me, then I will call heaven and earth to ashes!"

This is the first time in millions of years that Wei Jiu has revealed his ontological state, and it is also the first time that he has exposed his demonic nature and battle intent.

The Void Heaven Qianyuan Sword in his hand did not move, but the nine tails behind him stabbed towards the huge throne. In fact, this is Wei Jiu's strongest blow, no matter how perfect the Void Heaven Qianyuan Sword is fused with him, it is just a weapon after all, but these nine tails are really real, they are part of his body.

A powerful attack strikes, and as for the result, it only depends on his creation.

......

The Ling family's mansion, a big battle, was completely one-sided.

At the beginning, Ling Jie could still resist one or two, but after suffering a huge blow in her heart, she completely gave up struggling. And those servants on the other side are bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, and seeing Ling Jie give in, the attack is even more vigorous.

It didn't take long for Ling Jie's body to appear with a lot of wounds, and each one was very deep.

Ling Zhanpeng, who was on the side, saw that Ling Jie had completely lost the idea of struggling, and a fierce light naturally flashed in his eyes. A small dagger appeared between the palms of his hands, and then flung it out directly, aiming directly at Ling Jie.

Seeing that the dagger was about to stab Ling Jie, at this moment, another powerful light struck, bounced the dagger back.

"Ling Zhanpeng, what are you doing? It's all a family, you actually used the Fallen Dream!" A figure emerged from the brilliance, a young man with extraordinary weapons. I only heard him scold and scolded, "Don't you know that this dream is a murder weapon in the world?!"

Meteoric Dream refers to that dagger, Huaxia Kingdom, one of the top ten murder weapons.

Don't look at it as just such a small dagger, if it can be ranked on the list of murder weapons, it must have its own viciousness. It is rumored that the casting of the dagger between the iron ore and the furnace melted a lot of poison, and the toxicity of quenching is particularly terrifying.

The blow just now, if it really fell on Ling Jie, I am afraid that even if she does not die, the rest of her life will be ruined like this.

A few drops of cold sweat broke out on Ling Zhanpeng's head, and he couldn't help but scold in his heart, and under the emotion, he actually made such a disproportionate move. No matter how much his father favors him, if Meteorite stabs Ling Jie's bargaining chip, I'm afraid that the elders of the family will not let him go.

After all, the chips have their own value, and those elders will never be easily destroyed, and the chips that are beneficial to the family will not be easily destroyed.

Although he was afraid for a while, looking at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him, his eyes were even more angry. After all, he is the eldest young master of the Ling family, when will he do things, and he still needs to be pointed out by others?

"Hehe, a family? She's just an illegitimate daughter, and she deserves to be a family with me? Even if I really kill her, I will bear the consequences!" Ling Zhanpeng scolded coldly, "It's you, don't you know your identity?" I'm the eldest young master of the Ling family!"

As he spoke, a punch was thrown out, hitting directly in front of the young man, and the force was not small.

It turned out that this young man was the second son of the Ling family, Ling Zhanxin. However, he is similar to Ling Jie, he is also the illegitimate son of the head of the Ling family, and as for his biological mother, she died a few years ago.

However, his cultivation talent is good, so he has always been relatively valued by the Ling family. Of course, it is only relative to Ling Jie, who attaches more importance to it. If it is compared to Ling Zhanpeng, who is the heir, it is nothing.

For a long time, Ling Zhanxin has been fostered in the name of Ling Jie's mother, and he can be regarded as Ling Jie's nominal brother. If it weren't for Ling Zhanxin's protection all along, I am afraid that Ling Jie would have already been persecuted by Ling Zhanpeng.