"I originally had a happy home, and although that home was down, it brought me a good childhood. ”

"I have parents and kind elders at home, and they are all very kind to me. ”

"It's a pity that even if we have forgotten the debts owed by our ancestors, some people still can't forget them, and they will never stop until they force people to die. ”

"When my parents died, I realized that my beauty was not a blessing.... It's going to put me in a state of no return. I can't hide, I can't escape, some people will always find me, they will kill the people around me one by one, and I will fall into despair again and again. ”

"Woo woo, sometimes, I really want to die like this, go to another world to go to be with my parents. ”

"It's much more comfortable to say this. Huang Xinrou smiled and wiped away her tears, and also wiped away her sad expression, and turned back to the proud and strong Huang Xinrou, just like the first time they met.

It's just that Yechen already knows what kind of scarred heart lies under this strong appearance.

Yechen frowned and said, "You are the descendant of the Yellow Ink Boy?"

Huang Xinrou, who was forcing a smile, was stunned, and then sighed: "How do you see it." Yes, my ancestor is the prince Huang Mo, no, what did you just say, Huang Mo boy? Yechen, don't think that if you are kind to me, you can blaspheme my ancestor. ”

Yechen frowned, "He's dead?"

"You don't know?" Huang Xinju, "but that's right, how can people from these small places know these things, you haven't said it yet, how do you know that I am a descendant of the ancestor Huang Mo." ”

Yechen's mind seemed to go back to the past, before the establishment of the Death Empire, there were countless strong people who followed the Death Monarch to fight in the east and west, and finally established the Death Empire.

After the establishment of the empire, the dead monarch was divided into vassals, and the thirty-six martial emperors and seventy-two martial saints were named princes and kings, and the one ranked lower among the thirty-six martial emperors of Huangmo, this person's strength was above average, but each prince and king controlled the vast territory and held huge authority.

And Yechen remembers that Huang Mo is very duty-bound, does not fight for merit, and does not offend people easily, how can such a person die?

Yechen said: "The exercises you practice are the Illusory Colors Sutra created by Huang Mo, and your surname is Huang, so it's not surprising to guess you." ”

From the first time Huang Xinrou made a move, Yechen had already guessed Huang Xinrou's origin, but since his rebirth, history told him that the ministers and princes of the empire respected Ye Zixuan as the emperor, so Yechen had no good impression of these founding heroes who followed him, so he didn't care about Huang Xinrou's origin, and only regarded her as a passer-by with some appearance.

Huang Xinrou said softly: "Ancestor Huang Mo has fallen for five hundred years. Our Huang family is no longer the previous princes' family, except for the Huang family's Phantom Shadow Sutra, the rest of the things have been lost. ”

After finishing speaking, Huang Xinrou smiled at Yechen and said, "Do you really want to know how the ancestor died?" Let me remind you, if you know, I am afraid that you will fall into a whirlpool that you can never get rid of, and your future will be ruined, and your fate will be similar to mine in the future." Alas, forget it, for the sake of you saving my life, I warn you, this secret, you still don't ask, it's not something that a small person of yours can peep into, no matter how talented you are. ”

"Five hundred years ago. Yechen frowned, and said in his heart, "I fell five hundred years ago, and the Yellow Ink Boy died in the same year as me, could it be that there is a connection between the two?"

Thinking of this, Yechen snorted coldly: "Whirlpool? What whirlpool can trap me? If I guessed correctly, Huang Mo Boy's death must be related to Ye Zixuan." ”

Huang Xinrou's pupils widened instantly, and she looked at Yechen incredulously and said: "You, you dare to call the name of the Purple Leaf Emperor, don't you know that the Purple Leaf Emperor's strength is unpredictable, even in the corner of the sky, if you call her name, she will be sensed." ”

Yechen said disdainfully: "This woman, the means of deceiving people are first-class. ”

What is the end of the sky and the corner of the sea has induction, this kind of ability, even Yechen did not have in his previous life.

"Alas!" Huang Xinrou sighed, "That year, the Dead Monarch fell, my ancestors suspected that the truth of the matter would not be so simple, so they united with several Zhuge Kings, intending to secretly investigate the truth, and finally was betrayed by one of them and reported to the Purple Leaf Emperor, in the same year, the throne of the eight princes and kings was abolished, and then, every prince and king died unexpectedly, and some of the princes and kings have broken off the inheritance, and there is still a person like me, who is lucky." ”

Yechen muttered: "I didn't expect that these boys still have some conscience, but it's a pity that they are too stupid and don't know anyone, so they are in the company of bad people, and they waste my teaching." ”

Then, Yechen smiled bitterly again: "Speaking of unknown people, I seem to be even more unbearable, those people, but they are all my own choice." ”

"What are you muttering?" said Huang Xin Judo.

"It's nothing?" Yechen looked at Huang Xinrou and said, "I have changed my mind, if you are willing to be my maid in the future, I am willing to protect your safety." ”

"Maid?" Huang Xinrou opened her eyes wide and said angrily, "Isn't that worse than a concubine, at least the concubine still has a reputation." ”

Yechen squinted his eyes and said, "It is worthy of being a member of a big family, and the maids are all sleeping with them." ”

One sentence made Huang Xinrou's face flush, and then said in an inaudible voice: "Do you mean, a maid like Xiao Luo?"

"What do you say?" said Yechen lightly.

Huang Xinrou raised her head and said proudly: "My Huang family's descendant Huang Xinrou, how can I become your little hairy child's maid, if it spreads, the face of my family's ancestors will be lost by me." ”

Yechen didn't speak, he was willing to accept her as a maid, for the sake of Huang Mo Boy's integrity, and he didn't know much about this woman, let alone immediately trust her like Ye Xiaoluo.

"Don't be delusional, anyway, I, the eldest lady of the Huang family, will never be a person's maid, even if the Huang family is down, it is impossible. Huang Xinrou said firmly.

"Miss!" Xiaohong hurriedly entered through the wall, her face full of panic, her figure was a little lighter than before, her spirit was very weak, and she was obviously hit hard.

"Xiaohong, what's wrong with you. "Yellow heart judo.

"Quick, go and save Xiao Luo. She was caught. Xiaohong struggled to be authentic.

"Xiao Luo!" Yechen's eyes instantly surged with a thick killing intent, and then he landed on tiptoe and flew out of the cave.

"Xiaohong, don't move here, absorb yin qi to heal, I'll take a look. Huang Xinrou pulled out the long sword from the storage ring and quickly chased after Yechen's figure.

On the grass by the river, Ye Xiaoluo was grabbed by Lin Xian's hair, forced Ye Xiaoluo to raise his head at him, and said with a smile: "Good look, tsk, still a chick, Yechen's kid is a little blessed, but it's a pity that it's too late to enjoy it." Little girl, dare to do it with me, it's not a small courage. ”

"The young master will definitely not let you go. Ye Xiaoluo shouted and struggled.

"Smack!" Lin Xian slapped Ye Xiaoluo's face, leaving a bright red palm print, and said with a cruel smile, "Be honest." ”

(End of chapter)