The Nine Reincarnations are Unleashed, and the Sickly Villain Heroine Arrives

The two girls were very close, and the two girls were very close.

Water Moon Palace, by the Jade Fairy Lake.

Two beautiful figures sat side by side.

The girl had a beautiful face, and her every frown and movement was like the bright moon on earth.

The two girls had very similar eyebrows, but their temperaments were different.

The girl on the right had delicate features but a hint of indifference and arrogance, and her eyes were as cold as ice, as if the whole world had nothing to do with her.

The girl on the left had a kind of delicate beauty, and her bright eyes were filled with worry, as if she had something on her mind.

These two graceful girls were the two daughters of the Wen family in the imperial capital, Wen Qingning and Wen Yuning.

"You have wasted so much time, you should learn to improve your cultivation."

Wen Qingning said coldly.

Wen Yuning pursed her pink lips and said, "She asked you to come."

Wen Qingning frowned slightly and was a little unhappy: "That's our mother."

Hearing this, Wen Yuning chuckled: "Mother? She is not."

As soon as these words came out, Wen Yuning immediately felt an extreme murderous intent coming from her.

"Sister, have you forgotten what happened seven years ago? Don't you want to seek justice for your father? Don't you want to avenge Mr. Shen?"

Wen Yuning didn't care about this murderous intent at all. There were tears in her stubborn eyes, and she looked straight at Wen Qingning.

"He is not my father. What does a mortal have to do with me?"

Wen Qingning said indifferently.

Wen Yuning laughed bitterly, her already weak body trembling and her face pale: "Haha~ Sister, you have really changed, I don't recognize you anymore."

"People will change."

Wen Qingning's tone was still so cold.

"Is it because of the Supreme Forgetfulness Record? Will the cultivation obtained by abandoning the seven emotions and six desires really be good?"

"A person without seven emotions and six desires, is that still a person?"

Wen Yuning's delicate face firmly stared at the cold Wen Qingning beside her.

Wen Qingning's emotionless eyes looked at the lake lightly without answering.

Wen Yuning, who never got a response, was like a dehydrated fish whose strength was drained, and her face was full of despair.

"I want to go home and take a look."

After a moment, Wen Yuning said with a dead look.

"I will report this to my mother. After I have resolved my thoughts, if you are still like this, I will not be able to stop my mother from marrying you to that person. You can do whatever you want."

Wen Qingning said this coldly, and turned away without even looking at her.

"You can do whatever you want, hehe~."

Wen Yuning laughed at herself, and two lines of tears gradually slid down as she murmured, "Dad! Master Shen, Jiang Qianqiu, Yuning misses you so much."

Since the two sisters of the Wen family were taken back to Shuiyue Palace by Fairy Xiayue seven years ago, Wen Yuning also knew everything that happened.

The two of them were the children that Fairy Xiayue and Qi Tianxia of the Netherworld Sect had secretly produced.

Fearing that the sect would know about it, Fairy Xiayue found Wen Changhao in the Tianwu Dynasty to make a deal.

The content was to help her raise the two young sisters, and the reward was to give him supreme power and a huge fortune.

Wen Changhao, who was just an ordinary official at the time, naturally could not refuse this condition and agreed without thinking.

At the same time, Wen Yuning also learned from Fairy Xiayue that she and her sister seemed to have special physiques.

Her sister was a water spirit, and she was an ice spirit.

In Fairy Xiayue's heart, she was better than her sister, but Wen Yuning was very resistant.

She resisted everything. Fairy Xiayue was too harsh on the two sisters.

There was no blood-thicker-than-water kinship as imagined, but more ruthless indifference.

All disciples of Shuiyue Palace must practice the core technique, the Supreme Forgetting Love Record.

Practicing this technique will gradually abandon one's seven emotions and six desires.

That is, joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hate, desire, eyes, ears, nose, tongue, and body.

The more you abandon, the faster your cultivation will increase.

Wen Yuning didn't want to become a walking corpse without emotions, so she always resisted this technique.

What's more, Wen Yuning couldn't forget what happened seven years ago.

That trace of hatred was still hidden in her heart, and she had always resisted practicing this technique.

Wen Yuning was afraid that one day she would forget that hatred because of the Supreme Forgetfulness Record. After her father's death, no one in the entire Wen Mansion was alive, and the figure in her heart.

What's even more ridiculous is that the culprit who caused all this was actually the disciple of her nominal father.

Fairy Xiayue had been preventing her from taking revenge and imprisoned her in Shuiyue Palace all day long.

Living in dire straits every day, the hatred in her heart

She couldn't release her hatred, and there was no other technique for her to practice. Even her life and death were in the hands of Fairy Xiayue.

During these seven years, Wen Yuning's strength was barely at the level of Lingji.

And Wen Qingning had already emerged as a leader of the younger generation in the world of immortal cultivation, and her cultivation had even reached the Golden Core stage.

Now Fairy Xiayue gave Wen Yuning a final ultimatum.

If she didn't practice the Supreme Forgetting Love Record well, she would be betrothed to Zhao Hongye.

The person she hated the most in her heart, Wen Yuning's eyes were dull, and clear tears couldn't stop dripping.

Fairy Xiayue was forcing her, forcing her to submit, forcing her to become an obedient and good daughter, forcing her to become a walking corpse without emotions, just like her sister.

Wen Yuning didn't intend to give up, she wanted to live for herself once.

The reason why I chose to go home to have a look was, firstly, because I missed him, and secondly, because a demon appeared in the world of immortal cultivation recently, who specialized in killing people from Shuiyue Palace and Youming Sect.

If I happened to be killed by that person this time, it would be a relief for Wen Yuning, who was in tears.

If not, Wen Yuning would never give in.

The most important point is that Wen Yuning wanted to go back and see if she could find Jiang Qianqiu.

I guess she was as desperate as I was, not knowing whether she was alive or dead.

......

......

The autumn sun was rising high in the sky.

Three days later, Wen Yuning left Shuiyue Palace alone and went to the Tianwu True World thousands of miles away.

At the same time, Jiang Qianqiu, dressed in black, hid in the dark clouds and quickly moved in one direction, followed by a black dog who had no desire to live.

The journey was smooth, and Wen Yuning did not meet the demon who hunted the monks of Shuiyue Palace.

It took only one day to reach the place where she grew up, Tianwu Dynasty.

The emperor of the Tianwu Dynasty at this moment is a puppet pushed out by Zhao Hongye.

Compared with the Tianwu Dynasty in memory, it has become more prosperous now, and even the surrounding territories have expanded on a large scale.

It's just that the dynasty that should be sunny now is a little different.

A large black cloud shrouded the sky, and a bad feeling arose in Wen Yuning's heart.

Without caring about so much, Wen Yuning rushed to the Wen Mansion.

In the past seven years, the unattended Wen Mansion has become a little dilapidated, and the plaque at the door is covered with dust.

The vermilion door has also fallen off and rotted, with a white seal on it.

Wen Yuning, standing in front of the door, has already burst into tears, staring at the familiar place in her mind, and time seems to have returned to the nightmare of blood flowing into a river.

On the other side of the street, Jiang Qianqiu took Shen Shuchou's body and walked towards home step by step.

"Look, sir, we are back. Let's go back to our home."

"Sir, Qianqiu really misses you, especially you."

"Sir, it would be nice if you could say something to me. Qianqiu loves you."

"Sir..."

Di Jing followed behind, feeling horrified.

Is this woman mentally ill?

Is there any special hobby, like dead people?

In Di Jing's eyes, the man in Jiang Qianqiu's arms was obviously a body without a soul.

Her master spoke to the corpse with a face full of love, and Di Jing felt a chill.

Di Jing didn't dare to say it out loud, and could only exclude it in his heart.

Not long after, Jiang Qianqiu took Shen Shuchou to the door of the house in his memory.

There were whispers from inside, and it seemed that this place had been replaced.

But Jiang Qianqiu didn't care. In her heart, whether there were people here or not, it was her home.

Without knocking on the door, Jiang Qianqiu pushed open the door and walked in slowly.

"Who are you and how did you get into my house?"

The sound of the door opening instantly attracted two figures, one old and one young.

The old man looked at Jiang Qianqiu with a bad face.

The young man beside him was deeply attracted by Jiang Qianqiu's stunning face.

"Woof woof woof."

Di Jing barked immediately, knowing that it was time for him to show off.

"Get lost."

Jiang Qianqiu said coldly.

The old man and the young man's eyes suddenly became dull, and they fell to the ground in the next second.

Di Jing stood there awkwardly, at a loss.

Jiang Qianqiu ignored it, and stroked Shen Shuchou's cheek affectionately and said softly: "Sir, look, this is our home."

Jiang Qianqiu took Shen Shuchou's arm and walked through every corner of the villa, trying to find traces of them living here at that time.

Unfortunately, they were not the familiar appearances. The only thing that remained unchanged was the rocking chair in the courtyard.

Jiang Qianqiu put Shen Shuchou on the rocking chair and came behind him to rock gently.

There was a strong desire in his black eyes: "Sir, do you like it?"

Staring at the bloodless lips, Jiang Qianqiu couldn't control his inner desire and lowered his head and slowly pressed against them.

Cold

Lips collided with the warm tip of the tongue, licking frantically, savoring it all.

"Huh!"

"Hmm~"

Jiang Qianqiu's breathing gradually became heavier, and her whole body twisted unconsciously.

Jiang Qianqiu had no sense of taboo between teacher and student in her heart.

There was only the love that erupted from the deep desire.

This was not the first time she had done this. Almost every night Jiang Qianqiu had to kiss deeply before she could fall asleep peacefully.

Even if the teacher was still there, she would not be able to resist.

Di Jing on the side turned his head away tactfully, and was more certain in his heart that this woman must have a special fetish, plus a serious brain disease.

I don't know how long it has been, Jiang Qianqiu is still immersed in the lips.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared outside the courtyard. When Wen Yuning's worried eyes saw this scene, the shock in his heart was self-evident.

Almost blurted out: "Jiang Qianqiu."