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Yi Qianhuan wouldn't shut up. Not only did she not shut up, she also laughed wantonly: "Hahahaha, Bei Yunting, you are such an idiot. After going to great lengths to harm your brothers and sisters, you actually took your own life. When you learned that the Emperor of Yunzhao would die young, what exactly did you feel in your heart? Don't you think you are just a clown?"

"Yi Qianhuan, shut up!" Bei Yunting didn't understand what a clown was, but seeing the mockery on Yi Qianhuan's face, it wasn't hard to guess that Yi Qianhuan wouldn't use any nice words to describe him. "It's all my father's fault. He's the one who didn't want to tell me."

"No, it's you who are greedy and you who ruined your future. Bei Yunting, why don't you dare to admit that you are the idiot?" Yi Qianhuan just felt that fate was playing tricks on him.

Bei Yunting schemed hard to ascend the throne, but ended up dying early. He was really ridiculous.

"What do you know? As a member of the royal family, who wouldn't want to be the emperor? Above everyone else, unrivaled, have you ever experienced this feeling? As long as you hold this power in your hands one day, you will never want to let it go, even if you die!"

"So, you clearly know that you can choose not to be the emperor, but you still continue to do it. Aren't you just courting death? Rights are valuable, but people are dead, so what rights are you talking about?" Only then did Yi Qianhuan understand the true meaning of Yun Zhaoguo's curse.

This curse does not simply curse people's lives, what it values more is actually the human heart.

She didn't know why this curse existed, but the fact that it only harmed the emperor was enough to prove that it had no intention of harming innocent people.

It is easy for an emperor to lose himself when he holds power.

The existence of this curse can always remind the emperor that the throne is hard-earned.

Also because of the existence of this curse, no emperor of Yunzhao Kingdom can always hold this power in his hands.

If you want to survive, you must pass on the throne.

In this way, the emperor of Yunzhao Kingdom will always be in awe of power and dare not step over the line.

Unfortunately, this warning was of no use to Bei Yunting.

"Since I can seize the throne, I should become the emperor. This is my right, and no one can take away my rights!" Bei Yunting took a deep breath with a cold light in his eyes.

Yi Qianhuan noticed that his expression changed very quickly, as if he was changing his face.

Bei Yunting's ferocious expression turned into a gentle smile. He stretched out his blood-stained hand and tried his best to make his voice gentle: "Yi Qianhuan, I can let you stay with me."

Yi Qianhuan was a little skeptical of what he heard: "What did you say?"

"I am willing to give you this opportunity." Bei Yunting said every word as if he was giving alms. "I will become the king of the whole world, and you can be my queen. I can promise you everything in the world, and you can stand by my side. I allow you."

"Bei Yunting, originally I just wanted to kill you, but now, I feel that just taking your life cannot relieve the hatred in my heart." Yi Qianhuan had never seen such a shameless person.

She couldn't even figure out how the man in front of her could say such shameless words!

Not to mention anything else, this man is even older than her father!

"Why do you reject me? I understand. You haven't seen me become the king of this world, so you say that. Don't worry, we will go to our world soon and become the real king in our world." Bei Yunting said, with a madness in his eyes, and suddenly he stabbed the blood-stained dagger in his hand into his heart.

Yi Qianhuan was so frightened by the man's crazy actions that he took a step back.

Bei Yunting stabbed the dagger and pulled it out. A hole immediately appeared in his chest, but no blood flowed out.

Instead, he opened his mouth and spat out a stream of blood.

The blood fell to the ground and turned into a blood-red flame, instantly enveloping all the bodies present.

The bloodstains on the ground began to boil violently, twisting and climbing around as if they had life, and in an instant, they formed a huge formation on the ground.

Yi Qianhuan looked at the unfamiliar formation patterns on the ground and thought for a long time, but he still couldn't figure out what this formation on the ground was used for.

However, she could clearly feel the sky-high power contained in the formation.

No matter what the purpose of this formation is, she must stop its formation as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Yi Qianhuan made up his mind and decisively cut his wrists.

The blood gushed out like a tide, and the moment it merged with the bloodstains on the ground, a huge pull was created between it and the blood on the ground.

"Yi Qianhuan, stop resisting! You're from the 21st century, and you should know how wonderful it is. Don't stop me! Let me use the resentment of those who died tragically to break through the connection between the two worlds. In this way, your past world and the world before us will be perfectly integrated. When that happens, the two of us will become the undisputed kings of these two worlds!"

Finally understanding Bei Yunting's intentions, Yi Qianhuan looked at the man with shock in his eyes: "Bei Yunting, do you think the resentment of those who died tragically is so easy to control? Even if you can really succeed, you can't control these vengeful spirits. Once they go berserk, many innocent people will die tragically in both worlds!"

"So what?" Bei Yunting exhausted all his strength, continuously channeling his heart's blood into the formation. "They are just a bunch of ants. Who cares if they live or die? It is a blessing for these ants to be able to sacrifice themselves for me."

Seeing Bei Yunting burst into laughter when he said this, Yi Qianhuan became even more certain that the man in front of him was really crazy.

She couldn't let Bei Yunting succeed no matter what.

At this time, only by combining her blood with those who died tragically could she use the power of the national god to suppress the resentment of these evil spirits.

As long as there is not enough resentment, the formation cannot be formed, and then everything will naturally collapse.

Yi Qianhuan quickly made a golden seal with both hands and was about to cut her other wrist when a sharp pain came over her and made her eyes go black.

"Chirp, chirp!" The shrill scream of insects came out of Bei Yunting's mouth.

Bei Yunting opened his mouth and spat out a long black worm as thick as an adult man's finger.

The long worm was covered with a thick layer of blood-colored lines. At this time, the black worm kept twisting its body and making a sharp chirping sound. Every time the sound was heard, it would bring great pain to Yi Qianhuan.

"This bug is the source of the curse in my body..." Yi Qianhuan immediately understood the function of this bug.