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

"But—" The woman was about to say something, but the man interrupted her, "Don't say buts. Don't you want to die?"

The woman glared at the man and said nothing.

Su Yanhua's face calmed down. She couldn't leave. If she left, all her efforts would be wasted. Nalan was still waiting for her herbs!

She raised her eyes, full of determination, and ran in the opposite direction of them.

Xing Jian's eyes changed. He chased after her in a few steps, grabbed Su Yanhua's hand, and said angrily, "Are you crazy? What are you doing up there?"

"It has nothing to do with you!" Su Yanhua said coldly, trying to shake off Xing Jian, but failed.

This sentence successfully angered Xing Jian. His beautiful phoenix eyes seemed to be spitting fire, burning with anger, and his whole handsome face became ferocious and scary.

"What do you mean it has nothing to do with me, Su Yanhua? I'm telling you, I won't let you go. I won't let you—"

Xing Jian's angry voice resounded throughout the forest and echoed in Su Yanhua's ears. This scene seemed to remind Su Yanhua of the day when Aunt Ling died.

He was so cold and ruthless that day, with an inhuman coldness all over his body, but now his eyes are full of care and anger towards her.

what is this?

Play?

"Who are you to me? Why do you care about me?" Su Yanhua snorted coldly and used his internal force to injure Xing Jian.

Xing Jian was so furious that he didn't expect Su Yanhua to be so ruthless. His whole body was slapped out. When he looked up, he saw Su Yanhua's resolute back.

At this moment, he felt as if his heart was grabbed by an invisible hand and then ruthlessly torn into countless pieces.

Each piece carried a deep pain and despair, like shards of broken glass, deeply piercing his soul. His heart, once whole and passionate, was now shattered and unrecognizable.

The woman held onto Xing Jian with a nervous look on her face and said worriedly, "Master Xing, don't worry about her. She's not worth what you've done for her. Let's go."

Unexpectedly, Xingjian's painful expression disappeared in an instant, and he looked at the woman with cold eyes.

"What does it have to do with you?"

The airflow formed by the internal force slowly pressed on the woman's body, and the pain made the woman look at Xing Jian with fear.

Don't think that he doesn't know. She just caught Su Yanhua on purpose and wanted Su Yanhua to be her scapegoat. No one in this world dares to take Su Yanhua's life in front of him, not even him!

Xing Jian's brows tightened.

The woman's delicate body was now like a leaf in the wind, pinned to the cold, hard ground by the powerful and relentless pressure. Her face was as pale as paper, her once rosy lips had lost their color, and she could only squeeze out heartbreaking moans of pain from her throat.

Crystal clear beads of sweat, each the size of a soybean, continuously slid down her smooth forehead, soaking the strands of hair in front of her forehead. These drops of sweat seemed to be the embodiment of her inner fear and pain, dripping to the ground and disappearing without a trace in an instant.

At this moment, the slightest bit of romantic affection she had for Xing Jian had vanished, replaced only by deep fear and despair. How could she have forgotten? This long-standing rumor in the martial arts world—that Master Xing was the most ruthless, sinister, and vicious of the three young masters!

The man standing nearby was horrified and wanted to step forward and swing the knife at Xing Jian, but Xing Jian slapped him away with a palm and he fell to the ground and could not get up again.

All the wild beasts in the forest were awakened and roared angrily. Not far away, there were sounds of fighting and screaming.

No need to think, you know that the battle has already begun!

Su Yanhua flashed back, swift as a ghost. Her eyes, sharp as a hawk's, instantly spotted the mysterious octagonal lotus in the corner. With a tap of her toes, she leaped back like an arrow. In mid-air, she swung her arm, and with a delicate, hooking motion, she grasped the precious octagonal lotus with unerring precision.

However, at this moment, she suddenly felt a strong sense of oppression coming from behind her.

Suddenly turning around, she discovered that the huge beast that had originally gone far away had returned. Its large, copper-bell-like eyes revealed a fierce gleam as it stared at Su Yanhua, as if it wanted to devour her alive.

Facing such a ferocious beast, Su Yanhua dared not be careless. She quickly stopped and paid close attention to the beast's every move. Time seemed to freeze at this moment. The surroundings were dead silent, with only the heavy breathing and heartbeats of both parties intertwined.

Finally, the beast couldn't hold back any longer and launched the first attack. It opened its bloody mouth, revealing its sharp fangs, and swung its strong and powerful limbs, rushing towards Su Yanhua with its teeth and claws bared.

The huge front paw was raised high, bringing with it a gust of wind, like a mountain crushing an egg, vowing to crush the seemingly tiny human in front of it in an instant.

Su Yanhua's reaction was incredibly quick. She spun around, dodging the beast's pounce with incredible speed.

Then, with a flick of her wrist, the Fengming Sword in her hand transformed into a streak of cold light, piercing straight into the beast's eyes. With a dull "puff," the Fengming Sword accurately struck its target. Instantly, the beast let out a deafening scream that echoed throughout the valley.

At this moment, the previously tranquil ground suddenly began to tremble violently, as if the entire earth was about to be torn apart. The shaking was so intense that it gave people the illusion that the sky was about to collapse and the earth was about to split. Su Yanhua stared at the scene in horror, her eyes wide open, and an ominous premonition surged in her heart.

As time went on, the ground shook more violently, and deafening howls echoed from all directions, rising and falling, resounding through the sky. Su Yanhua looked in the direction of the sound and saw several huge, ferocious beasts with bloody mouths and sharp fangs bared, rushing towards her like a hurricane.

Su Yanhua was stunned upon seeing this scene. She had never imagined that the beast was actually calling for help! At this moment, facing these menacing beasts, Su Yanhua's heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. She knew she was in danger, but she didn't know how to deal with this sudden crisis.

Several ferocious beasts rushed towards her at the same time with their bloody fangs bared.

Her eyes turned cold, and the phoenix cry surged like a tsunami towards several beasts, knocking down several of them. The remaining beasts seemed to be enraged by Su Yanhua and launched increasingly fierce attacks.

Faced with such a strong attack, Su Yanhua could not resist and her steps of retreat became faster and faster. Suddenly, a fierce arrow flew towards her, and the cold light of the arrow blade was emitted in the wind.