After rebirth, the eldest sister voluntarily abdicated and gave way to the wise.

Jiang Liqian didn't stay any longer and turned to walk towards the place where she buried her mother.

The flow of time in the mortal realm and the cultivation world was different. One day in the cultivation world was equivalent to ten days in the mortal realm. She had left the mortal realm and gone to the cultivation world. All in all, it had been almost a year, while in the mortal realm, ten years had passed.

The dead graves were covered with weeds, and the mountains and wilderness were barren. It seemed as if the traces of time had never passed through this land. In the mottled shadows of the trees, she seemed to still be able to see the tragic scene of starving people everywhere and corpses floating in the wilderness.

In front of her, her mother was holding her tightly in her arms, telling her over and over again - go to another world, go to the world of cultivation, leave here, leave this cannibalistic place, Qian'er, you are your mother's most precious baby, you must be well, no matter where you go, you must be well.

Her mother passed away in front of her. She was pulled away, her hands and feet tied and tied to a tree. Many people rushed over, and blood flowed out from the gaps between their legs, blurring her eyes.

Now, when she revisited the old place, her eyes were wet again.

The old friend has passed away, and the weeds are waist-high. Looking up, the stones that were piled up one by one in the past are now scattered here and there, battered by wind, frost and rain, and are broken, just like her broken life.

Step by step, she staggered towards her dearest and dearest one, tremblingly touching the desolate tombstone, and the tears that had unconsciously accumulated in her eyes finally fell one by one.

"mother.

"My daughter misses you."

Suddenly the wind blew, the grass and trees swayed, and the "rustling" sound was like an old friend handing flowers and brushing leaves.

That person would also gently stroke her forehead and softly say, Qian'er, don't be afraid, mother is here.

She felt the wind blowing across her cheeks and could no longer hold back her tears, falling to the ground.

Crying at the top of one's lungs, feeling sad and painful.

It seemed as if all the grievances, pain and suffering of her previous life had to be vented here. She wanted to tell her mother that she was really sad, so sad that she felt like she was going to die.

Apart from her mother, there is no one else in this world who will always hold her gently and firmly, and tell her that she is here and will always be here.

"Mother, why do you want me to go through the same painful journey again?

"Why do I have to carry the memories of my past life and never have peace in this life?

"Since time can be reversed and cause and effect can be repeated, why can't you let me go back to the moment when you were still by my side? Why can't you let me see you again and hear you say one more word?

"Why, why do I have to lose you again?"

She hugged the tombstone and cried hoarsely. The hatred, panic, and confusion that had been suppressed in her heart since her rebirth all turned into a huge wave, hitting her remaining sanity wave after wave.

She wanted to go crazy, she wanted to destroy the world.

She didn't want to see the sun rise from the top of the mountain, nor did she want to see the moon set from the top of the mountain.

She didn't want to be swallowed up by the darkness bit by bit by herself, with no one to accompany her, no one to miss her, and no one to remember that she existed.

If her crime is truly unforgivable, why should she be given a second life!

"Heavenly Dao, haha, Heavenly Dao, don't you claim to be the most fair and ruthless? If that's the case, then what's the point of your partiality and corruption towards me? It's ridiculous, ridiculous!"

A loud thunder boomed and suddenly struck the hilltop not far away, causing rocks to collapse and dust to fly, indicating the anger of heaven for her disrespect.

But she wanted to laugh!

[Ding! The young master's inner demon backlash value has increased by 5%, and the current backlash value is 60%.]

[Ding! The young master's inner demon backlash value has increased by 2%, and the current backlash value is 62%.]

[Ding! The young master's inner demon backlash value has increased by 10%, and the current backlash value is 72%.]

[Ding! The young master's inner demon's backlash value has increased by 15%, and the current backlash value is 87%.]

Her dark eyes were filled with blood, and the thick, insoluble black ink surged under her eyes like waves, fluttering and merging into a bottomless vortex.

The blood mist in the dantian suddenly vibrated violently, and the chain that tightly locked the blood mist emitted a bright white light, which became brighter and brighter as the vibration grew stronger.

The sharp pain pierced straight into her sea of ​​consciousness. Her voice trembled, and then she slowly wiped away the tears in her eyes, knelt down, and kowtowed three times towards the tombstone.

"Mom, don't blame me, okay?

"It's your daughter who disappoints you."

She placed her hand on the inscription on the tombstone, and each crooked word was written stroke by stroke, just like the moment when she buried the bones with her own hands, with grief, anger and despair in her heart.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, she lowered her eyes, bent down and cleared the weeds around the tombstone with her bare hands, then rolled up her sleeves and dug a small hole next to the grave. Then she found a medium-sized stone, took out the dagger she had prepared long ago, and carved word by word on it - Tomb of Jiang Liqian, daughter of Hua Sanniang, Qingyuan Town.

Because she didn't use her spiritual power, it was already dark when she finished all this. She held the dagger in her hand, leaned tiredly against the cold tombstone, and fell into a deep sleep without realizing it.

This time, she slept particularly peacefully.

It was as if she was still a naive child in her mother's arms.

The next day, the golden wheel rolled over the mountain and the sky was filled with clouds. She opened her eyes in the sunshine. The mountains and forests were silent and covered with lush grass.

Her fingertips lightly brushed the sharp blade, she smiled faintly and raised the dagger.

"little Master!"

Xinxin flew out of her body in panic, yelling and trying to stop her.

But she was the master and she was the servant, she could not resist her own will and could only watch the dagger flashing with cold light slowly rising into the air.

Then he stabbed her own heart.

The Soul-Suppressing Pearl hanging on her waist suddenly burst out with dazzling light, flew up suddenly, and crashed into her arms.

At the same time, a shout came from far away along with the mountain wind—

"Jiang Liqian——!"

The scorching heat spread from her arms. Jiang Liqian was stunned for a moment, and reached out blankly to hug the Zhenlingzhu that was flashing with blue light.

The blue light jumped, like a beating heart of life, emitting scorching heat in her palm.

And this kind of temperature actually burned her heart in an instant.

Even her fingertips trembled.

The next moment, a huge force slapped her wrist and snatched her dagger away.

"Are you crazy?

"Are you sick? You said you had something to do, so you came to this godforsaken place to commit suicide?

"I look down on you, Jiang Liqian, I look down on you!

"If I had known you were such a coward, I would never have begged you to take me away. Someone like you doesn't deserve it!"

Xu Zisheng tightly grasped the dagger in his hand, his face pale, his whole body trembling from being extremely tense. He gritted his teeth and glared at Jiang Liqian on the ground. The extreme fear turned into raging rage that almost burst out of his eyes.