Digging up spiritual roots and seizing blood? You scumbags, wait and tremble.

In a room as bright as day, Zhong Ran was tied up with his limbs tied up.

Standing in front of her were her master and his family of three, who treated her like a daughter.

"What do you want to do?" Her beautiful and lively eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man in front of her who looked like an immortal.

She was going to break through to the Golden Elixir stage tomorrow. Her master and his wife came to tell her many things to pay attention to, but suddenly they sealed her acupoints and tied her up like this.

"Why? We wasted so many resources on you, naturally it was for your supreme spiritual roots."

Master's wife, her aunt, smiled wildly: "Such a good spiritual root, if it is transferred to Wanzhu, she will definitely grow rapidly."

The middle-aged man came over and said calmly, "Why are you saying so much to her?"

As he spoke, he thrust his hand towards Zhong Ran's lower abdomen. His five fingers, like the sharpest weapons, penetrated directly into her dantian and pulled out her top-grade fire spirit root.

"Ah!" The extreme pain made Zhong Ran's whole body spasm. His dantian was broken, his spiritual energy dissipated, and his whole body was limp and without strength.

She bit her lips hard, and beads of sweat soaked her hair and stuck to her delicate face.

Lin Wanzhu looked at the bright red fire spirit root being dug out, which was emitting rich fire spirit energy, and she laughed excitedly.

With this top-grade spiritual root, her cultivation speed is at least dozens of times faster than before, and she can also be ranked among the geniuses.

"Zhong Ran, Zhong Ran, you have been seducing Senior Brother with your enchanting face, making him lose his mind all day long. Today, I will help you destroy it. Let's see how you can seduce Senior Brother again."

She held a dagger in her hand and had a perverted smile on her face. She ignored Zhong Ran's struggle and slashed at her face.

One knife, two knife cuts, blood oozing out, which made her even more excited, and the jealousy in her eyes made her face distorted.

"Zhong Ran, from now on, your title of genius is mine, and your title of senior brother is also mine. Just go and die."

Lin Wanzhu saw that her face was so bloody that she could no longer see her original features, but her lively fox eyes were still staring at her intently.

She felt inexplicably panicked and reached out to dig at her eyeballs: "It was with these eyes that I seduced Senior Brother. You don't want them anymore."

"puff!"

Blood spurted onto her face, but she dug out the eyeball with her hand, crushed it hard, and then dug out the other one.

"Lin Wanzhu, you will never be able to replace me, and Senior Brother won't even look at you."

Zhong Ran's voice was like a ghost, hoarse and low, and seemed to be entangling Lin Wanzhu like a devil's voice.

"Dad, quickly draw out her blood." Lin Wanzhu was stared at by two blood holes, her scalp numbed, her heart panicked, and she shouted quickly.

Lin Hongqiang put away the top-grade fire spirit root and ignored Zhong Ran who was covered in blood. He walked around behind her and pulled hard, tearing the clothes off her back, revealing her perfect back.

The dagger in his hand slowly and lightly slid down the spine.

But at this moment, the door was suddenly kicked open, and a white figure rushed in and slapped Lin Wanzhu away with one palm.

"Senior Brother?" Lin Wanzhu exclaimed in surprise when she saw who it was.

Just as the middle-aged woman was about to attack, a handful of powder was thrown at her.

"Ah, my eyes." She quickly covered her eyes with her hands and stepped back, moving a lot further away.

Mu Jin took the opportunity to rush to Zhong Ran and also sprinkled medicine powder at his master Lin Hongqiang.

But Lin Hongqiang was already alert and retreated a lot.

His face was gloomy, and he stared at Mu Jin intently: "Jin'er, do you know what you are doing?"

Mu Jin quickly stuffed a handful of pills into Zhong Ran's mouth. A long sword appeared in his hand. He cut off the chains that bound her limbs and held the bloody girl in his arms.

But the door was closed, and the middle-aged woman retreated to the door, with no way to escape.

"Put Ranran down, or you'll die!" Lin Hongqiang's voice was gloomy. Looking at Zhong Ran who had turned into a bloody man, he felt a little anxious.

Once all the blood in her body is drained and her blood vessels are dried up, there will be no use coming.

Mu Jin ignored him and gently asked Zhong Ran in his arms: "Ran Ran, how are you? Are you okay?"

His voice is warm and magnetic, with the power to soothe people's hearts.

Zhong Ran looked at him with bloodshot eyes, his voice hoarse, "Big Brother?"

When she was in despair, the young man who was as gentle as the older brother next door rushed in to save her?

"It's me, don't be afraid, nothing will happen." Mu Jin looked at her, a look of heartache flashed in his eyes, but he hugged her tighter.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will grant your wish!" Lin Hongqiang exuded a powerful spiritual pressure from his whole body and pressed towards him. At the same time, he quickly dodged and reached out to grab Zhong Ran.

His eldest disciple has always been good at planning and strategizing. His appearance here must have informed the powerful people in the sect, and he can't wait any longer.

A crazy smile suddenly appeared on Zhong Ran's bloody face, and a hot breath rose from his body.

"You want my ancestral bloodline? Dream on."

"Big Brother, please leave quickly."

Mu Jin didn't expect that she would burn her own blood. Instead of letting go, he hugged her even tighter.

"Ran Ran, Senior Brother will accompany you, so you won't be lonely on the road."

He looked at her affectionately, as if she was still the pretty girl in front of him.

Lin Hongqiang and others noticed her intention and were furious but had to retreat quickly.

That was the ancestral bloodline, the power generated during self-immolation, which even he could not withstand.

……

"Snapped!"

A crisp and powerful slap hit the girl's face hard. The girl's face was knocked to the side, and she staggered and hit the corner of the table, with blood flowing from her forehead.

"Bitch, you have to marry, whether you want to or not. When will it be your turn to say no to the Zhong family?"

"Master, you're too harsh! If she gets disfigured, how can she marry Prince Ning?"

"Sister, don't be stubborn with Daddy. Daddy is doing this for your own good. Although Prince Ning is not a good person, he is still a prince. If you marry him, you will be his wife. You will never have to worry about food and clothing. It will be much better than living in the countryside."

Zhong Ran's head was dizzy, and a series of weird voices came into her ears, making her even more restless.

Isn't she already dead? Why are you here?

What about what they just said about marrying Prince Ning?

But after being slapped, all the things that happened before her death emerged in her mind. A strong murderous look flashed in her eyes, and she slapped him back with her backhand.

"Snapped!"

With the same crisp slapping sound, Zhong Qingshan was knocked back and bumped into Chen behind him. The two of them staggered for several times before they could stand firm.

"Ran Ran, how could you hit your father? He was doing this for your own good. The Ning Wang marriage was originally arranged by your mother, and you hit your father for this? This is extremely unfilial."

"Master, don't blame Ranran. She just acted like this because she couldn't think straight. It's also my fault that I didn't have the time to teach her. Otherwise, how could she be so uneducated that she even dared to attack her father?"

The woman's sarcastic voice awakened memories deep in Zhong Ran's mind.

Those memories were clearly not hers, but she could still empathize with them.

It turned out that she was reborn.

Reborn in an ordinary plane of existence, reborn as the unfavored daughter of the Marquis's mansion, who had the same surname and name as her and was born with the name of a disaster.

The murderous look in her eyes flashed again. No matter whether she was really a disaster star or not, since she came, she must be a real disaster star.