Xue Lian was condescending, her eyes fell on Xue Ling, and she seemed to see through her thoughts, "I know you have a lot of unwillingness, so what, you are in the way of others, you are in a high position but you are unable to protect yourself, and now you have ended up in such a field, didn't you expect it a long time ago?" You are a little woman, do you really think that if you sit on the position of the witch master, you will be able to have a place in the Xue family? My mother said that a woman's family should dress up beautifully and find a good family to marry. ”

Xue Ling was stunned and struggled for a moment, but the whole person became more and more prostrate.

She was born as a medical practitioner, so she naturally knew that after this difficulty, she was about to reach her limit.

She didn't have any strength anymore.

Xue Lian's voice gradually drifted into her ears.

As a woman, can she only marry and have children?

Even when she was dying, she still didn't want to recognize this sentence.

Everything around them became blurred.

The picture of a short life flashed in Xue Ling's mind.

As the eldest daughter of a family of witch doctors, she inherited the talent of her parents, and has insurmountable qualifications in the art of witch doctors.

Working hard to practice medicine, in addition to inheriting the family's medical skills, but also to fulfill the parents' wishes, heal his sister, and comfort his parents' souls in heaven.

After becoming a witch master.

In the eyes of others, she is like a savior, treating people and solving problems, and is highly respected.

Only she knows that she is walking on thin ice in the Xue family.

Now, once it fell, those who had been healed by her began to follow the trend of malicious abuse.

The people's hearts seem to have flipped overnight.

People in the world do not understand the truth, whether they worship or scold, they are all drifting with the flow.

And she just wants to practice medicine and save people, but after all, she still loses to the world and people's hearts.

Since her parents left one after another, whether she was advancing or retreating, she was not in charge.

has no father and no mother, and is a daughter, no matter how hard she tries, she is still helpless after all, even if she is at the top of the aisle and is pulled down, it is just an easy thing, and she can't protect herself or her sister.

There is also the truth about the death of her parents, and she has no way to take revenge.

Closing your eyes tightly conceals too much emotion.

Looking back on this life, the unwillingness and resentment in my heart gathered at this moment.

Hate?

Of course.

His parents practiced medicine to help the world, but died at the hands of his clansmen.

A family of four, all of whom are good people, returned to Huangquan early.

An unprecedented resentment burst out of Xue Ling's heart.

The resentment almost consumed her.

A spell slowly came to mind.

It was vague and seemed to be inaudible.

In an instant, it seemed that the wind and clouds had changed.

Then, it was calm.

There were only four faint echoes left in the wind, and they were not stopped for a long time.

"Resentment does not disappear, and it does not fall into reincarnation.

For the rest of his life, he will never die. ”

This is the forbidden spell of the Xue family's witchcraft.

Most of the next volume is forbidden.

She was the one she tried to destroy.

I didn't expect that one day, I still used it on my own body after all.

She finally gave herself this forbidden spell.

If you can't change your life against the sky, you will be forever entangled in this earthly pain.

Over and over again, until the soul is gone.

Consciousness slowly dissipated, and Xue Ling slowly closed his eyes.

In the fourteenth year of Qing'an, in the second year of Xue Ling's death, the emperor's grandson played a concert and ordered an inventory of all the witch doctor families on the grounds of witchcraft trouble.

History is called, the Witch Rebellion.

And these, Xue Ling can no longer see them.

Xue Ling opened his eyes again, and the bottom of his eyes was still white.

Her eyes tingled for a moment, and she couldn't help but reach out to block the snow in front of her, and behind her was an anxious and crying voice, "Sister, slow down, my sister fell, why don't you help my sister up quickly." ”

This sound?

Xue Ling was in a trance, this was the voice of her sister Xue Yan.

Sure enough, the forbidden spell took effect.

She remembered that her sister had died, and at the last moment of her sister's life, she was in pain and begged bitterly, and it was she who ended her sister's life with her own hands.

Thinking of the past, Xue Ling could still feel the trembling and despair at that time, and his heart couldn't help but hurt, and his expression became in a trance.

Just for a moment.

I already felt a pair of strong arms helping her up, "The girl is overly worried, her strength is exhausted, get up quickly, if the wife sees it, she will worry again." ”

Xue Ling turned his head slightly sideways and looked at a familiar face.

This is her personal girl Silk Rain.

A pair of eyebrows and eyes as gentle as distant mountains were imprinted into her eyes.

Xue Ling's eyes were slightly moist, "Silk rain? ”

Siyu reached over and probed Xue Ling's forehead.

"Is the girl unwell?"

Xue Ling grabbed this hand.

Warm and soft.

She struggled to her feet.

The body was not as heavy as she imagined, and even exuded a lightness.

Xue Ling looked at everything carefully.

Siyu's eyes were worried, but there was more tenderness in this worry, just like an ordinary casual girl's family.

It's not the silk rain that followed her through the peak and suffered from the vicissitudes of life.

Xue Ling stood up with the support of Siyu, and she turned her head slightly.

Reflected in the bottom of the eye is a girl who is not enough.

This is her sister-in-law Xue Yan, who is now about ten years old.

Xue Yan's actual age is two years younger than Xue Ling, and she should be eleven years old, but because of her illness, she looks slightly younger than her actual age, and she is a little understature.

Xue Ling's eyes were slightly moist, she couldn't forget the years she had been dependent on her sister, her mother's earnest entrustment to take good care of her sister, and the collapse of her sister dying in her arms.

Remorse grew in the depths of her heart, as if it was about to consume her sanity.

The thin girl in front of her had tears on her face, her big eyes were red, and Xue Ling looked at her astringently.

She reached out and pinched her arm hard.

The pain in the heart reminds of the reality in front of us.

My sister was standing alive in front of her.

Xue Ling opened her arms, her smile was full of tears, and she called softly, "Yan'er come here." ”

Xue Yan pounced.

Xue Ling took the thin and small person into her arms and felt the real touch.

The attachment of blood relatives, mixed with the guilt of the previous life, Xue Ling hugged Xue Yan tightly, this joy of losing and regaining made her feel unreal.

In this life, she is asked to pay any price, and she also wants to protect the little person in her arms for a safe life.

Xue Yan nestled obediently in her arms, and just almost whispered, "Sister, what's wrong with you?" ”

Xue Ling sniffed deeply and gently spit out a few words, "Don't speak, let my sister hug me for a while." ”

Xue Yan really didn't move.

Xue Ling hugged quietly.

Feeling the beating of her heart, everything was like a dream, she couldn't tell which one was real in her memory or everything in front of her.

After a while, Xue Yan's soft voice once again came into Xue Ling's ears, "Sister? ”

Only then did Xue Ling come back to his senses. Her eyes fell on Xue Yan's body, and then she realized that the sister in her arms was dressed in plain clothes.