The queen of the end times is reborn and goes crazy, her whole family is burned to death

Yan Wanwan appeared in the room silently like a shadow.

She seemed to be oblivious to the glaring blood under her feet, and walked forward slowly with light lotus steps.

If you look closely, you will be surprised to find that every time she takes a step, the originally dead blood on the ground seems to have intelligence, and it moves to the sides like a tide. As she walks along, the surface of her shoes is not stained with a single trace of blood.

Looking at the hideous wounds on Lu Yangbu's limbs, she couldn't help but sigh and said, "Your sister is really cruel to you. She chopped off her own brother's limbs without mercy."

Lu Yangbu howled at the top of his lungs, his voice filled with pain and hope: "Wanwan, save me!"

He could clearly feel the blood in his body rushing out, and his life seemed to be gradually fading away.

Yan Wanwan raised her eyebrows slightly, with a hint of amusement in her tone: "Why do you think I will save you?"

Lu Yangbu's breathing was weak, and every breath he took was extremely difficult, but he still managed to speak: "You... haven't you forgiven me?"

Yan Wanwan, however, looked indifferent. "When did this happen? How come I don't know about it?"

A trace of despair flashed across Lu Yangbu's eyes, but he still said with determination: "Wan Wan, you can't just stand by and watch someone die. I'm your biological brother."

Yan Wanwan squatted down gently, looked at his pale face, and said slowly: "So what?"

Lu Yangbu's body shook violently. He wanted to say something, but could only cough painfully.

At this moment, the surroundings were dead silent, with only the increasingly weak breathing sound of Lu Yangbu.

"I'll tell you...the Lu family's...secret."

He was breathing weakly, and every word he uttered seemed to take up all his strength.

Now, this is the only life-saving straw he can hold in his hand. Even though his limbs have been cut off, the desire to survive still sways stubbornly like a candle in the wind.

Yan Wanwan smiled, finally being smart for once, "I'm not interested in the Lu family."

As soon as she said this, Lu Yangbu's eyes dimmed instantly. He was panicked and his thoughts were in a mess: If she has no intention of the Lu family, then what else can I do to make her save me?

Just when he was in despair, he suddenly felt a coolness on the burning wounds on his limbs.

He raised his eyes slightly and saw Yan Wanwan sprinkling medicine on him. He asked doubtfully, "You...?"

Yan Wanwan opened her red lips slightly, her voice as clear as a silver bell: "I am not interested in the affairs of the Lu family, but I am quite interested in you and your master."

Whether it was due to the effect of the medicine or something else, after the golden wound medicine was applied, his originally confused thoughts gradually became clear.

"My master?" he murmured.

"Exactly. You and your teacher traveled to the northwest together. What did you do there?"

Yan Wanwan stared with her beautiful eyes, as if trying to find out the secret.

Lu Yangbu, whose face was as pale as paper just a moment ago, now had two unusual blushes on his cheeks. His eyes were filled with unconcealable excitement, and he said anxiously, "Master just took me for a casual walk over there. He really didn't do anything."

"You didn't do anything?" Yan Wanwan felt as if she had just heard a ridiculous joke. "You guys once surrounded a man and even relentlessly hunted him down, and now you're telling me you didn't do anything?"

Lu Yangbu was shocked and asked in disbelief, "How did you know?"

His master had specifically reminded him not to reveal this matter to outsiders. He hadn't even told his parents, so how did Yan Wanwan know about it?

"Who is that man? Why are you chasing him?"

Yan Wanwan stared at Lu Yangbu with a sharp gaze, as if she could see through him.

Lu Yangbu looked away uncomfortably under this gaze, and was struggling internally.

On the one hand, there was his master's advice, and on the other hand, Yan Wanwan's unquestionable questioning made him feel it was impossible to escape.

"I...I can't say."

Lu Yangbu gritted his teeth and uttered these words with difficulty.

Yan Wanwan curled her lips into a cold smile and said in a cold voice, "Of course you know that the person you are hunting is none other than the Prince of Zhennan, who was framed by treacherous officials and whose fate is now uncertain."

When Lu Yangbu heard this, his face turned pale and fear surged in his heart.

The fact that Yan Wanwan knew about this matter already made him uneasy, and the way she obtained the information was like a cold, ghostly shadow, penetrating deep into his heart, making him shudder and terrified.

"You are definitely not a village girl. Who are you?"

An ordinary village girl could never possess such abilities. After Yan Wanwan returned to the Lu family, she had acted with resoluteness and ruthlessness, abilities and methods unmatched by a village girl. Even the daughters of the wealthy and prestigious families in Jingzhao City could hardly hold a candle to her.

What kind of environment did she go through to reach this level?

Yan Wanwan met his eyes. "You don't need to know who I am. You just need to tell me who told you to hunt him down."

Although Lu Yangbu still stubbornly wanted to remain silent in his heart, Yan Wanwan's gentle touch seemed to trigger some hidden mechanism. In an instant, it felt as if countless ants were gnawing at the wounds on his limbs, and unbearable itching came in waves like a surging tide.

"Itchy! What on earth did you do to me?"

Yan Wanwan curled up the corner of her mouth in a cold smile, her eyes filled with coldness, "Hmph, if you don't tell the truth, you will be tortured to death by this itch."

Lu Yangbu felt the itch grow stronger like a surging tide, like countless fine needles moving in his bone marrow. He struggled desperately, but ultimately couldn't resist the gnawing itch. He shouted, "I don't know. Everything is decided by Master."

Yan Wanwan narrowed her eyes slightly. "Your master? Who is he? Why did he give such an order?"

Lu Yangbu gasped for breath, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, his body rolling non-stop due to the unbearable itching. "I only know that my master's name is Xuanfeng, I really don't know anything else. My master said that the man killed innocent villagers, and I am eliminating this evil for the people."

Yan Wanwan cursed, "Then how do you know he is the Prince of Zhennan?"

"I...I overheard Master talking later."

"what did he say?"

"He said he would definitely keep the Prince of Zhennan in the northwest."

Yan Wanwan thought to herself, "Who is he talking to?"

"I don't know. I only heard Master call that man Long Feng."

A hint of doubt flashed across her eyes, and then they returned to their coldness. "Where is your master now?"

Lu Yangbu tried to calm himself down, but the itch that gnawed at his bones made his voice tremble. "I... I don't know either. Master has always been secretive and never tells us where he's been."

Yan Wanwan snorted coldly, "You better not lie to me, otherwise, this itch is just the beginning."

After saying that, she waved her hand gently, and the itchiness in Lu Yangbu's limbs immediately eased a little. He gasped as if he had been pardoned, his eyes full of fear and exhaustion.

When he looked up again, Yan Wanwan had disappeared, and all of Lu Yangbu's strength was exhausted in that instant.

Before he fell into a coma, he thought with sorrow that both his adopted sister and his biological sister hated him to the core. How could he have ended up in such a state of failure?

Yan Wanwan had only walked a hundred meters out of Xiangguo Temple when she was blocked by a figure that fell from the sky.

Lu Wanru sneered, squeezing out words from between her teeth: "I never thought you would actually go visit him. Blood is really thicker than water!"

Yan Wanwan seemed not to hear, her eyes fell directly on the man.

The bloody scene of this man chopping off Lu Yangbu's limbs involuntarily emerged in his mind. The brutal moves and lightning-fast sword strikes were terrifying.

"What do you want?"

Hatred surged in Lu Wanru's eyes like a surging tide. Without hesitation, she gave the order: "Kill her."