For Yan Chixia and others who were already relatively familiar with Yang Jiao, it was unimaginable that the Demon Lord of the Yin Yue Dynasty could actually be a seven-generation grudge.

Putting aside the prominent identity of the leader of the demonic path, it is impossible for him to be. Moreover, with his self-centered and overbearing martial arts idiot's temperament, how can he have the so-called love in his heart.

In addition, when the battle between good and evil was fighting for the seventh generation of enemies, a baby was born who was obviously a human race.

Among them, the baby girl was captured by the Yinyue Dynasty, but the baby boy was obviously rescued by them and returned to the baby boy's mother.

As for the baby girl that was taken away that year, the reason why it was Nie Xiaoqian who was a little fox demon must be because the Yinyue Dynasty wanted to conceal her identity as a seven-generation rival and cast a spell to replace her body so that she would not be discovered by Xuanxin Zhengzong, which led to Destroy their ambition to dominate the world.

Yan Chixia tried her best to solve the problem of the seven generations of grudges, racking her brains to review the things in her mind about the seven generations of grudges.

Suddenly, he was confused by concern. At this time, he had no idea that he could actually ask her directly.

Then, Sima Sanniang, who was watching clearly, asked Ning Caichen:

"Scholar, have you ever had some memory fragments start to appear in your mind like Xiaoqian's?"

"Memory? No."

Ning Caichen frowned and thought hard for a while, then replied in a rather frustrated tone.

I felt even more anxious and sad. If I were not a lover of seven generations, wouldn't I be able to be with Xiaoqian?

"No? How could it not be!"

After reacting, Yan Chixia looked at the frustrated Ning Caichen and screamed.

"Bookworm, you'd better think hard and think carefully. This is a major event that affects the world. Did you accidentally ignore it?"

After a while, Yan Chixia and Sima Sanniang saw that Ning Caichen had put on a mask of pain and still had no memory of his previous life.

I couldn't help but wonder, could it be this devil?

Thinking of this, the two looked at each other with a connected heart, and then shook their heads, how could it be possible.

I quickly gave up this completely unrealistic idea.

At this time, Yan Chixia saw Su Tianxin walking forward slowly and asked in confusion:

"Miss Tianxin, is this Ning Caichen a grudge from the seventh life? Why can't he recall the memories of his previous life like Nie Xiaoqian?"

"Maybe it's just the city without tears that didn't inspire him. Maybe only when he knows the context of his past life can he recall the memories of his past life."

Speaking of this, Su Tianxin turned to Yang Jiao.

"Or maybe he is not a seven-generation grudge at all."

Everyone's eyes unconsciously followed Su Tianxin to look at Yang Jiao.

"There is no memory of the Seventh Generation of Complainants in my mind."

Yang Jiao dealt with it casually. He didn't have much time to spare and now he took the seven generations of grudges into his own hands.

Everyone present had different expressions after hearing Yang Jiao's answer.

After a while, the sadness that filled the City Without Tears became more intense than before.

Zhuge Wuwei quickly took out a few books from his arms, which were stories about love that he had written in the City Without Tears.

"In this city, it is necessary to use the true feelings of the world to influence sadness, so when everyone feels that they are going to cry, go read these love stories. After reading them, you will not cry, and go-getters will not come out."

"However, after everyone reads it, the love story in the book will automatically disappear, and everyone will need to write it themselves."

After saying that, he handed the books to everyone one by one, except when he wanted to hand them to Yan Hongye.

Su Tianxin said:

"She won't cry."

Zhuge Wuwei was stunned for a moment, lowered his head silently, and walked to Yang Jiao sadly.

"Demon Lord, I know that you are very powerful, but in this city without tears, it is better to be cautious."

Yang Jiao took a deep look at Zhuge Wuwei, took the book in his hand, and said nothing more.

Seeing that Yang Jiao did not reject his kindness, he just smiled gently and came to Su Tianxin.

"Sister Tianxin, this sadness has suddenly worsened. Could it be that the general is not dead yet?"

"If generals could be killed so easily, there would be no City Without Tears."

Su Tianxin sighed softly, and then said:

"Everyone, come with me,"

"When Mo Xie's sword led us here, it also blocked the way out. If Mo Xie didn't open the way, even I wouldn't be able to leave."

"So, everyone should just follow me and find a place to settle down first."

Yan Chixia and others readily agreed.

However, Yan Hongye said to Yang Jiao indifferently at this time:

"Seven Nights Demon Lord, didn't you say that you could come to Nanguo Town and help me get rid of my seven-life fate of marriage!"

"What? Now I have forgotten what you once said."

"Interesting, really interesting."

Yang Jiao slowly approached Yan Hongye and looked her up and down.

"What makes a person who she is often does not depend on her own bloodline and soul, but on her past experiences and memories."

"Since you know what I once said to the black-haired Yan Hongye, it means that you have all the memories of yourself."

"However, you don't admit that you are the Yan Hongye from before."

"Are you deceiving yourself, or are you really not, or you haven't clearly realized that you are actually Yan Hongye, and now you are just another side of her."

"Don't be so glib here and say these unclear words that people can't understand."

Yan Hongye stared at Yang Jiao expressionlessly.

"No, I just want to tell you that as the other side of Yan Hongye, you can also have everything that Yan Hongye once had. You have never abandoned the seven emotions and six desires."

"What?"

Suddenly, Yan Chixia and Sima Sanniang's pupils dilated. Just now Su Tianxin said that as long as their daughter regains human emotions and truly falls in love with someone, she will be saved.

So now I heard Yang Jiao say that his daughter has always had her own emotions and desires.

Doesn't this mean.

Suddenly, Yan Chixia was so moved by her beloved daughter that she anxiously came to Yang Jiao without caring about the difference between good and evil.

"Demon Lord, since you are so sure that Hongye still has human emotions, you must have a way to inspire them."

"I wonder if we can be more generous and save her."

Speaking of this, Yan Chixia couldn't help but have a trace of blood red in her eyes when she saw Yang Jiao's indifferent look:

"As long as you are willing to save Hongye's life, Yan Chixia is willing to exchange one life for another."

"Oh, life for life, then whose life is the life of my father, the Holy Lord of Six Paths?"

Yang Jiao spoke casually.

"I."

"I."

Two voices came from different directions.

But Sima Sanniang and Zhuge Wuwei shouted at the same time.

"Demon Lord, I am willing to trade my life for it."

Sima Sanniang walked out solemnly, and then said to Zhuge Wuwei:

"I said you kid came out to join in the fun. What's your business here?"

"I am also a seventh-generation married woman. If I hadn't been hiding in Panlong Valley, Hongye wouldn't have gone crazy."

"I say, everyone, that's enough."

Seeing that they were about to start a quarrel, Yang Jiao intervened decisively. The stronger one punched the stronger one. He didn't bother to use any means to deal with the weak ones:

"The emotions in Yan Hongye's body now are just too suppressed by the obsessive Xuanxin Secret Art."

"It should be noted that to untie the bell, you must tie the bell. In fact, Su Tianxin among you also knows how to solve Yan Hongye's obsession."

"The reason she didn't say it was that she wasn't sure whether Yan Hongye could succeed."

Hearing this, Yan Chixia and Sima Sanniang cast their eyes on Su Tianxin as if they were grasping at the last straw.

"As long as Yan Hongye truly falls in love with a man before her lifespan is exhausted, and can completely accommodate the two selves in her heart and merge them into one, she can be saved."

Seeing that everyone was silent and seemed to be thinking about the feasibility of it, Yang Jiao couldn't help but shook his head and said slowly.

"It's a pity that Yan Hongye was obsessed with the mysterious secret of Xuanxin at this time, suppressing her emotions to the point of nothingness."

"So much so that even in an environment like the City Without Tears, it couldn't arouse her emotions."

"Only when she is about to run out of life and die, and her soul returns to the Netherworld, can her survival instinct be fully aroused.

"But in that short period of time, how could you suddenly fall in love with someone wholeheartedly?"

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