The White Demon

Thinking of what the ancestor had mentioned before, that her blood had a certain suppressing effect on evil things, she cut her finger with a scalpel and used the blood to draw a circle around herself and the green bamboo.

Then, she lay on the bed, quietly waiting for what was to happen next...

Soon, a ball of black air with a cold chill came to the bed.

Ye Qingwan widened her eyes in surprise, staring at the black shadow, but dared not move.

At this moment, she placed all her hopes on her finger blood.

Of course, if this plan failed, ghosts were generally afraid of fire, so she could only light the finger fire, burn her boats, and fight him. But in that case, Lanyue Pavilion might also be affected and become a sea of ​​fire.

The black gas was getting closer and closer to the bed...

However, just as the ghost touched the blood on the edge of the bed, "Sizzle!" She quickly retreated as if she was burned by flames.

There was a faint smell of burning hair in the air...

Unexpectedly, her finger blood was actually useful!

Ye Qingwan was surprised, but also secretly relieved.

However, at this moment, she suddenly felt a gust of cool breeze blowing on her cheeks. She tried her best to turn her eyeballs and look in the direction where the cool breeze came from.

But she found that it was the ghost that was pouting and blowing air at her through the blood on his finger...

She was suddenly shocked again!

What a difficult ghost!

Cuizhu beside him was still sleeping soundly, but when she turned over and raised her hand, Ye Qingwan saw the familiar red mark of the demon servant on her hand...

Who would have thought that Cuizhu was actually a demon servant? !

The wind was still blowing gently beside my ears. Although it was not harmful, it had a good hypnotic effect.

Ye Qingwan closed her mouth and forced herself to yawn. Before she knew it, she fell asleep...

In her dream, she felt as if a heavy stone was pressing down on her chest, making it almost impossible for her to breathe. She tried to struggle, but found that her entire body could not move at all...

In a hurry, her fingertips suddenly ignited with fire...

The smell of burnt hair wafted through the air again, and at the same moment she woke up from her dream.

However, the moment she opened her eyes, she found a black ghost hanging upside down on the bed, staring at her with a pair of flashing green eyes...

"Ah!" She just opened her mouth to scream, and the ghost rushed into her body at lightning speed...

She used her spiritual sense to continuously search her body, but suddenly she discovered that there was a gorgeously dressed and dignified woman with her back to her in her spiritual sense...

She slowly approached her, and the woman slowly turned around. Unexpectedly, the woman looked a bit like her, especially her phoenix eyes, which were exactly the same...

"Wanwan..."

As soon as the woman opened her mouth, she was shocked and her body trembled, "How do you know my name?" Ye Qingwan was very confused.

"I am your mother, so I naturally know your name. I have finally waited for you..."

"Mother?" Ye Qingwan looked at the person in front of her carefully, "But my mother has already..."

“She’s dead, right?” The woman looked gentle. Ye Qingwan’s doubts seemed to have been expected by her. “Not long after your mother gave birth to you, she had to go to Tianyuan to seal the evil god. Because she couldn’t see you grow up, and was worried that the inheritance of the Ye family’s eldest daughter would fall into the hands of others, she left a trace of her consciousness to guard here…”

"The black energy just now was Xiao Mo, a ghost that mother has tamed. Its ability to sense evil spirits far exceeds that of ordinary people. After mother left, she left it to you. Hide it on the tip of your right little finger. It will definitely be of great help to you in the future."

Things developed somewhat suddenly. Ye Qingwan was still standing there in a daze, but the woman had already walked up to her and helped her tuck the loose hair on her forehead behind her ears.

Her movements were gentle and her voice was soft:

"My daughter has grown up. She is very smart and healthy. I am very happy to see you like this..."

"You are very much like your father, courageous and wise..." The woman had a kind face and a slight smile on her lips.

Ye Qingwan frowned in confusion: "Courageous? Wise?"

These two words don't seem to fit in with that idiot Duke Tang?

The woman seemed to know Ye Qingwan's doubts. She sneered and said, "That rubbish is naturally unworthy of being your father. Your father is the head of Wanxiang Mountain - Yao Shiping..."

Even though it was just her spiritual consciousness, Ye Qingwan was choked by this shocking news and coughed, "Ahem, Yao...Shi Ping?!"

The only person Ye Qingwan could think of was someone called Shiping, and the only one around him was the ancestor!

Is she courageous and wise? Is the degree of her mother's tinted glasses a bit high... The ancestor was very cruel to her and Dabai!

Until now, she is still bound by the shackles imposed by her ancestors.

Who would have thought that the ancestor would actually be her biological father? !

The woman's tone was very firm:

“That’s right. My mother and Sect Leader Yao loved each other and planned to stay together for life. However, when I knew that I had given birth to a daughter and would have to seal the evil god, I decided to leave him.

Although he is smart and courageous, he is also paranoid. In order to prevent him from doing stupid things, save his life, and make him give up on me, I had no choice but to marry someone else..."

The woman seemed to be lost in painful memories, with non-existent tears in the corners of her eyes, and then continued:

"I was already more than two months pregnant at that time, so, although you seemed to be born prematurely, you were actually a full-term baby..."

"That Tang Youwei took the blame for someone else, and I originally owed him something. But later I found out that since he came to Ye Mansion, he has been eating my food, living in my house, and even sleeping with my servants.

And the child he had with that foot-washing maid was only three months younger than you...

Therefore, I don’t owe you anything at all!”

"A man like him is not worthy of being your father... The Duke's Mansion has received a lot of salary over the years, and I'm sure it all went into his pocket, so you don't have to feel that you owe him anything!"

"I see..." Ye Qingwan nodded. The knot in her heart that had been unresolved before finally made sense at this moment.

No wonder this family turned a blind eye to Ye Qingwan's abuse no matter how Ye Qingpan abused her...

It turns out that she has no blood relationship with this family at all!

"My mother's spirit is already very weak, and I think the same is true for Tianyuan. So next, my mother will use all her divine power to seal the evil god in exchange for your growth time.

Wanwan, your mother gave you this name because she hopes that you can live an ordinary girl's life and enjoy the happiness of an ordinary girl.

but,

Our lives are destined to be extraordinary from the moment we are born.

Protecting the common people is the eternal heritage of my Ye family's legitimate daughter.

Therefore, your top priority is to give birth to a legitimate daughter as soon as possible and leave a legitimate daughter bloodline for the Ye family."

So that's how it is. The ancestor also stopped the daughter of the Ye family from being with Dabai because he knew the secret of the daughter of the Ye family...

Ye Qingwan suddenly understood the ancestor's intentions.

Mother stroked her cheek, "Wanwan, you look a lot like him. When mother saw you, it was as if she saw him..."

"Wanwan, my child! Mother can't bear to leave you, and even more so your father, but she has to leave..." Mother gradually let go of her hand...

"Mother!" Ye Qingwan looked at the mother whom she had just met but was about to part with, and finally couldn't help but shouting!

There was pain in my mother's eyes, but she smiled as she walked away...

"Mother has placed the unique cultivation method of the eldest daughter of the Ye family into your sea of ​​consciousness. You must practice diligently to benefit the people..."

"Mother, don't go! Mother——"

Ye Qingwan struggled hard, but at this moment, Cuizhu's voice came to her ears:

"Miss! Miss, wake up! ..."

Then came Ye Qingpan’s gloating laughter: “Haha, wake up?! I don’t think she can wake up…”