Such a murderous practice directly angered everyone, and one by one the courtiers secretly united and raised a rebel army among the people.

Rebel here today, rebel tomorrow.

The three princes of the An family led the troops to quell the rebellion everywhere, but there were too many people who couldn't hold back.

First An Lao Da died on the battlefield, then An Lao Er, then An Lao San, and even the widowed An Xiu was poisoned by the people left by the eldest prince.

Rong Xian coldly watched the An family collapse, and everyone in the Middle Thousand Realms died except for her, and she directly wiped her neck and committed suicide.

When he opened his eyes again, Cang Tian suddenly said in his mind: "Cub, good job." I knew you were as cute as ever, and it was amazing. ”

After Rong Xian unilaterally blocked it, she said meaningfully: "The second week is open." ”

This time, those people have memories.

Rong Xian had just sat up from the bed when the door was slammed open.

The Prime Minister's wife picked up Rong Xian, handed the person to the secret guard beside her, and said in a trembling voice: "Immediately take the young master and girls to leave from the secret passage, and go as far as possible." ”

The royal family and courtiers with memories all coincidentally attacked at the same time, wanting to eradicate their family.

After the news came out from the palace spies, the prime minister and the prime minister's wife smiled bitterly, and the only thing they could do was to let the children live well.

Rong Xian was the youngest and was taken away by her three brothers and eldest sister for several years.

After Brother An won over a group of people who had enemies with the court, their lives were better.

However, in ten years, Rong Xian once again stood in the palace.

Then she asked the guards to take out all the other Thousand Realm cultivators except for their family members again, and burned all the people directly in the palace, not even letting go of herself.

Prime Minister An's family who was accidentally choked to death: "......"

#求他们一家子的心理阴影面积#

The third week opened, Rong Xian sat in the room and waited, but found that the whole world was calm.

Rong Xian frowned slightly, and when lunch was delivered, it became clear that someone wanted to kill her first.

She tossed her lunch aside, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw someone stabbing her with a dagger.

Rong Xian took two steps back sharply, and with a flick of her fingertips, a silver needle pierced the center of the assassin's eyebrows, leaving a red spot on the center of the man's eyebrows, and the person had already fallen to the ground and died.

Rong Xian sighed: "Isn't it good to be alive?"

After saying this, she coughed embarrassedly, feeling that she was not qualified to say this because she was cruel to both of them.

In the face of a steady stream of assassinations, the Prime Minister's family was exhausted.

Whenever they wanted to ask Rong Xian why she had to kill everyone, Rong Xian looked innocent, as if she was really a ten-year-old child, innocent, innocent and innocent.

After a long time, they also tacitly accepted that the people who died tragically in the previous two lives have memories, but the culprit does not.

The An family's expressions were complicated and difficult to distinguish, but they still protected Rong Xian.

Rong Xian was a little tired of being assassinated, she casually held a string of bells in her hand, and quietly went out and happened to meet a few of the most violent forces, hypnotized their most trusted henchmen, and directly poisoned people to death.

Since then, several, if not a dozen, have died of poisoning every day.

After a long time, some people slowly came back to their senses, and before they could make a move, Rong Xian sent a group of people to poison all the wells in the city, and the next day the entire imperial city became a dead city.

Well, the prime minister's family was also poisoned.

Rong Xian stood on the street full of dead corpses, and said in amazement: "This illusion is quite real. ”

When she just stood in this world and heard the sky say that she could read the file and start over, she knew that the only thing in the whole world was the monk who had been tested, and everyone else was a projection illusion, which was the reason why she was ruthless and did not leave a way out.

It's also boring to stay in the false world for a long time, and it's not even interesting for her little world.

The machine spirit is also a brainless one.

Rong Xian snorted with a smile, and a packet of poison was poisoned by herself.

Then, the next week.

Before everyone could react, they were all killed by the sudden plague.

In the next week, it will be the plague.

In the next week, he was poisoned again before he knew it.

Assassinated by henchmen.

He was besieged and killed by the people throughout the whole process.

He's dead......

Everyone: "......"

His mother's rebirth was less than three days away, and she died each time.

This is simply an unbreakable curse, they all know that all this is done by the second lady of the An family, who is behind the scenes, and no one has any cover up, but every time they are unable to protect themselves, and they have no time to find fault.

When they died ten times, they said, "We can fight again, and we don't believe that we can't kill a child."

When he died twenty times, everyone said: Help us, stand up and continue to masturbate.

When they died thirty times, they said, "We need to take medicine, we need treatment, and we can save it."

When they had died forty times, they all lay down and died.

After dying fifty times, everyone burst into tears and prayed that God would accept Miss An's snake spirit disease.

After dying sixty times, some people couldn't help but throw themselves at Rong Xian's feet and wept bitterly, saying that they could kill themselves, and there was no need for the second lady to think hard about how they would die.

When he died seventy times, everyone: The smile suddenly changed .jpg. Come on, come on, I stabbed myself five times before I died today, what about you?

When you have died eighty times, everyone: Come, madness.

Seeing that everyone was almost crazy, the machine spirit also dispelled the illusion with tears in his eyes, and sent back a group of crazy and perverted monks.

It's obviously a lot of red dust, but it's still twenty times away.

But those twenty times the machine spirit didn't dare to let it go, if it continued like this, it is estimated that those people's souls will not be able to recover, this kind of mental trauma is acting on the soul, and it has to be repaired by time.

It was the first time that the machine spirit had encountered this situation, and those people had honestly gone through this hundred worlds before.

Only this time, not only did it end in the shortest time, but there were also a lot of crazy people in the middle.

The weak-minded spirit almost dissipated, but it was still secretly maintained by it.

The machine spirit couldn't help but cast its gaze on the new master who had awakened from the canopy of the tree, and the small ball of light dimmed his entire body.

Mom, snake spirits.

Rong Xian blinked, looking at the huge canopy of trees below him, the misty weather above his head, and the monks in the distance who were still preparing to allocate the quota of the Creation Pool.

Well, I'm back.

Rong Xian hid the regret in her eyes, to be honest, she had a good time in the environment.

As long as she thought of those people crying and preparing coffins for themselves when they just came back from reading, Rong Xian couldn't help laughing.

She tilted her head slightly, and just wanted to say something to Taiwei and Hua Kun who opened her eyes, but when she saw her for the first time, her face changed drastically, as if she had seen a ghost, and she wanted to run away.

Rong Xian: "......"

She glanced at a few people, who stiffened and stopped, and then slowly came back to their senses.

Rong Xian didn't look at their faces, and beckoned to the small light group not far away.

The small light group fell uncontrollably in Rong Xian's hands and trembled, looking extremely pitiful.

Rong Xian's fingertips gently stroked the little light group, and said with great interest: "I have a lot of fun playing this game, continue next time." ”

Little Light Cluster: I can't control the power of the perverted wilderness.

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