The Rebirth of a Daughter: My Lord, I Will Never Be a Concubine

Su Yanhua looked back and was almost scared to death.

Half of the sky was covered by these countless spells, which spread at such a fast speed that there was no escape.

The golden-white light source turned into a protective shield, blocking Su Yanhua in front of it. The countless black shiny spells were blocked outside. It used its sharpest side to pierce the protective shield with full of resentment, in order to break it.

Looking at Nalan Yanyu who was trying his best to resist, Su Yanhua was about to go up to resist when he heard Nalan Yanyu's anxious voice.

"Come on!"

Su Yanhua knew that Nalan Yanyu could not hold out for long. Looking at the tens of thousands of spells behind her, she hardened her heart and flew the light source in her hand towards those spells. Suddenly, the spells were neutralized.

Su Yanhua was stunned. She didn't expect that these spells could be eliminated with just internal force!

She was delighted and turned into countless light sources and flew towards the spells. Although she destroyed them thoroughly, it was obvious that there were more spells than men in black, and it was impossible to destroy them all in this way.

Suddenly, Nalan's protective shield shattered instantly, and countless spells combined to push Nalan's body away. Su Yanhua's face changed.

"Nalan—"

Nalan Yanyu fell to the ground, and a sweet taste appeared in his mouth, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Su Yanhua's heart sank.

Suddenly, a raging rage erupted from the depths of her heart like a volcanic eruption. Like a surging torrent, this rage gradually and slowly seeped into every bone and vein in her body. The fire continued to spread, eventually converging once again in her heart, setting off waves of turbulent waves.

At that moment, a mysterious and powerful force—the power of the phoenix's cry—began to stir within her. It was as if a long-imprisoned beast was about to break free and regain its bonds. She spread her arms slightly, as gracefully as a bird about to take flight. At the same time, she held her breath, concentrating on regulating her breathing and state of mind.

In an instant, an astonishing scene unfolded: Behind her, a pair of enormous, vibrantly colored phoenix red feathers suddenly appeared. Like blazing flames, these feathers radiated a dazzling light, their boundless power and piercing murderous intent chilling the very soul.

Then, accompanied by a high-pitched cry that resounded through the sky, Su Yanhua suddenly opened her eyes. At this moment, her once clear and bright eyes had completely turned crimson, revealing a trace of indifference, as if it could freeze the entire world.

A gentle breeze blew past, carrying with it the boundless energy contained in the pair of phoenix red feathers behind her. This energy was like a violent hurricane, sweeping towards the sickening spells with overwhelming force.

Only a series of crisp "crackling" sounds were heard, and those spells were ruthlessly torn into pieces by the powerful Red Feather energy in an instant, and quickly burned until they turned into ashes and dissipated between heaven and earth.

The raging fire spread like a ferocious beast, spreading with the force of thunder. Its intensity was jaw-dropping! The dancing crimson flames, seemingly alive, burned slowly but steadily, following the path of a mysterious and ancient spell.

In the blink of an eye, the red feather flames climbed onto the bodies of the men in black like ghosts. In an instant, many of the men in black were engulfed in this sudden sea of ​​fire, and the entire scene fell into chaos and panic.

The flames were incredibly fierce, attacking every black-clad person without mercy. Like messengers of revenge, they devoured the bodies of the black-clad people with endless anger and power.

Some of the men in black tried to struggle to escape, but the flames followed them like a shadow, tightly wrapping around them; others were instantly burned to ashes by the flames, letting out shrill screams.

As time went on, more and more men in black fell in the sea of ​​​​fire, their former arrogance now gone. But the red feather flames continued to rage, as if they would not stop until all the men in black were defeated.

……

Wu'er entered the Zen temple with the medicine pot but did not see Nalan Yanyu. His heart sank. He had just heard from the master that Miss Su came to see the prince. I thought the prince would not go to meet her.

Thinking of this, he became anxious and went to Princess Linglong's Zen temple to inquire about the situation. Linglong hesitated and didn't explain clearly.

The two agreed to go down the mountain to look for it. When they turned around, they saw Su Yanhua supporting Nalan Yanyu coming over.

There were large stains of blood on Nalan Yanyu's body, and he looked so weak that he seemed to be blown away by the wind. Wu'er was shocked and strode forward.

"Prince—"

Nalan Yanyu had fainted and did not respond to him. Wu'er looked at Nalan Yanyu's pale appearance and felt a surge of anger in his heart.

Why, why does the prince get hurt every time he meets Su Yanhua!

Wu Er's eyes were filled with anger, and he stepped forward and demanded, "Miss Su, why is it that every time you are with the prince, he always gets hurt?"

Linglong's expression paused. She wanted to stop Wu'er, but there was no way. At this moment, Wu'er's tolerance for Su Yanhua had collapsed when she saw Prince Nalan who was so hurt.

Su Yanhua knew she was in the wrong, so she opened her mouth but said nothing.

If she hadn't come to Wuhua Mountain, she wouldn't have been hunted down, and Nalan wouldn't have come to save her. In the end, it was all her fault.

"sorry!"

"Is saying sorry any use? The prince's health has always been poor, and it has become even worse since he met you. Why do you always haunt him so much? Do you know that the prince would even risk his life for you?"

Wu'er said in a breakdown.

After saying this, Su Yanhua's heart trembled. She asked blankly, "What do you mean?"

Linglong scolded him, "Wu'er, you promised your brother not to tell!"

Su Yanhua looked at the other person, his breathing became rapid, and the invisible pressure surged like a tide, as if looking for a way out, so he continued to ask: "Wu'er, what do you mean by this?"

Wu'er's conflicted expression instantly turned into calmness.

Now that things have come to this, what's the point in hiding it? Besides, it was Su Yanhua who owed their prince!

"When the prince was a child, he was poisoned. The doctor diagnosed that he would not live past the age of 25. To survive, he needed thousand-year-old ginseng. However, you were poisoned at Shengxian Manor and there was no antidote. The prince forced me to use the thousand-year-old ginseng that I had been searching for for over a decade to cure your poison."

"So you understand how much the prince cares about you. For you, he completely disregards his own safety. He turned cold and refused to meet you because he didn't want to drag you down. He rushed here as soon as he heard you were in danger. Miss Su, if you feel any guilt towards the prince, stay away from him!"

Wu'er yelled at Su Yanhua fiercely. After that, he pushed Su Yanhua's stunned body away, helped Nalan Yanyu up and walked back to the Zen temple.

Linglong looked at Su Yanhua, who looked bewildered, and couldn't help but say, "Yanhua, don't mind what Wu'er said. She's just too worried about her brother."

After saying that, she turned around and ran after him.