She's not the devil emperor's nanny!

"Why? Brother, why are you..." It was a beautiful spring day, but it was like winter in Yan Shuyu's eyes.

"Why?" The serious man in his memory sneered, pushed his younger brother back a step, and said contemptuously: "A concubine is a concubine, so what if father loves you? I am a concubine, you can only Just give me the blame!"

"Brother, did you do it on purpose? Why? I have no intention of arguing with you about those things..."

"Will I believe you when you say you don't mean it? What's the use of being talented? Hmph! Hurry up and get out with your mother and sister! Don't dirty the general's mansion!"

……

"My lord, you are really lucky. This is the first time for this young man in my family today. He is a little younger. If it weren't for your lord, you treat him with special favor. Our family didn't plan to let him pick up the guests so early."

"Haha. It's good to be young! I like to be young!"

"My lord, please be gentle, he is still a baby."

"I'm your old customer here, so I'm naturally measured in what I do."

"That's true, that's true!"

……

"Woo..." The boy bit the bed sheet and endured the strenuous exercise that exceeded his body's limit.I feel nauseous, but I can't do anything.Only tears fell silently from his eyes.

Hate...

Yan family!

……

After seeing the man in silver armor on the horse, these memories that she never wanted to recall filled Hua Juaiai's mind.His body trembled, his head ached like it was full of glass slag, the red ribbons that bound his hair were scattered, and his long hair moved with the agitation of the big red robe.

"Ugh..." He raised his hand to cover his head, his bright red lips parted tremblingly, making a cracking sound.

"Yan..." Hua Juai's eyes were bloodshot, and her black hair was disheveled, like an evil ghost from the underworld.

"Yan Shuhua!!!!!!" He screamed sharply, and the sound of mana vibration floated far away, even to the residences of Sword Sect and Infinity Demon Sect.

The old man of Jianzong was startled, and turned his head to look at the city, as if he couldn't imagine that the fierce and aggressive Demon Emperor of Absolute Love would make such a mournful cry like a trapped beast in a desperate situation.

"Grandpa!" Yingluo was a little scared, and hugged the old man's arm.

"Elder!" The accompanying disciples of Jianzong rushed in, "It came from the south of the city, we..."

"Don't move! That's the matter of the Promise Demon Sect, we won't interfere." The old man said calmly, suppressing the eagerness of the disciples.

On the other side, Lan Juexin and Tang Wushou were about to set off from the other palace when they heard Hua Juaiai's mournful cry, their expressions immediately changed, and they changed directions to find Mad Lao and Mo Lao.

Hua Jueai's cultivation of Eight Tribulations cannot be suppressed by the two of them.

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"Yan Shuhua! Yan Shuhua! Yan Shuhua! Yan Shuhua..." Hua Juaiai hugged her head, as if she was going crazy, her eyes were out of focus and shed tears.

This appearance surprised Ling Xuan who was used to his seductive and fierce appearance.

"I really hate... the Yan family..." Hua Jue'ai slowly floated up to the sky above the general's mansion.Mumbling to himself, but always repeating two words.

"Yan family. Yan Shuhua... Yan family. Yan Shuhua..."

Hua Juaiai's body swayed, like a marionette, and suddenly raised her head, her red eyes were extremely terrifying.

"What a Yan family! What a general's mansion!" Hua Jueai screamed, as if Du Jue was weeping blood, a trace of blood fell from the corner of her mouth, and she actually hurt herself because of the violent surge of mana just now.

He raised his hand, the red wide-sleeved gown fluttered, and strands of red brocade sprang out from his sleeves, cutting into the ground like cutting tofu, weaving a net under the ground to lift the entire General's Mansion.

Hua Jue'ai's messy black hair was flying, and her red eyes were full of mad hatred.He turned his hand upside down, and the General's Mansion, which was supported by a large number of red brocades, was turned upside down and fell to the ground.

Nine out of ten people inside will die.

Hua Juaiai took a few breaths, looked down at the silver armored knight who was still calming the frightened horse, then suddenly turned in a different direction and flew out of the city.

Not long after the blood-like color disappeared, Feng Jueqing arrived, and Lan Juexin and Crazy Lao also arrived. Seeing the terrified expression on Ling Xuan's face, and looking at the turned-over General's Mansion, Got an idea of ​​what happened.

"Crazy old man, let's chase after him!" Lan Juexin's heart sank, and he said hastily.

"Are you going?" Feng Jueqing looked at Ling Xuan who was recovering little by little, and asked.

"Go. Although I don't know what I can do." Ling Xuan took a deep breath to stop his rapid heartbeat, and saw the dumb slave who had been following Hua Juaiai step by step into the same face. The frightened and alert silver armored knight opened his lips that were always tightly shut.

"It's really like it. It looks like a big brother..."

The silver-armored knight looked puzzled, so he didn't know what happened, but saw that this group of strange people had left.

Under the guidance of the dumb slave, the group flew straight to a cemetery outside the city.

It is the famous general's tomb in Yecheng. Every year during the Qingming Festival, countless people would spontaneously visit the tomb to pay homage. It is a great news in Yecheng. Ling Xuan also considered whether to visit it, which was absolutely unheard of in his time. The grand scene arrived.

After all, in his time, he really hadn't seen any official who could win this honor, so he still had a good impression of the Yan family, the hereditary town and general.

However, he did not expect that the Yan family, who seemed to be upright and generous, and who were known to treat soldiers like sons, would do such a thing.

When we arrived at the general's tomb, there was already a mess there.

The mausoleum was opened, revealing the underground palace and tomb.Hua Jue'ai floated in mid-air, staring at the red silk cloth dragging out the coffin. The heavy coffin was thrown on the ground, and when it fell apart, the uncorrupted and even lifelike corpses were revealed.

But Hua Juai turned a blind eye, persistently looking for something.

Finally, his breathing trembled, and the red silk cloth that was stained with dust and became dirty dragged out two coffins, one with the third generation of Zhen Guohou Yan Qing written on it, and the other with the fourth generation of Zhen Guohou... ... Yan Shuhua.

Hua Juaiai stared blankly at the two coffins, and suddenly smiled, laughing wildly, but there were tears in her eyes that could not be suppressed.The bright red robes fluttered, as if they were in full bloom, so gorgeous that they were about to wither.

"Long time no see, big brother. Long time no see, father." Hua Juaiai smiled foolishly, and the red silk cloth opened the coffin, revealing the corpse inside.

The head of the Yan family has always been killed in battle.

Yan Qing was 48 years old when he died, and Yan Shuhua was 37 years old when he died.

His brows were vague, exactly the same as when Hua Jueai was driven out to take the blame, like the appearance of a knife-cut stone soaked in blood and deeply imprinted in his heart.

"I have been gone for 200 years. You have enjoyed all the glory, wealth and respect of the world, but now you are two corpses." Hua Jueai fell to the ground, standing in front of the two wide-open coffins, and said in a calm and terrifying voice: "I have suffered so much humiliation, I even fell into the land of Fengyue and let others play with me, but I am still alive and living well."

"I..." The color of blood was smeared on the lips that were bleeding from being bitten, Hua Jue smiled and cried, "I hate you. I hate the Yan family. I hate the whole Wutai."

"Originally, I thought that 200 years would be enough for me to let go of this matter, but it doesn't seem to work." Hua Juaiai laughed at herself, full of loneliness and sadness, but also poignant and beautiful.

"I can't kill you again to vent my anger, and I can't go to hell to find your souls, but God still takes care of me and keeps your corpses." Hua Juaiai raised her hand, and the red silk cloth seemed to be His arm was raised as an extension.

Lan Juexin and his team finally arrived, but they were speechless after seeing this scene.

They had guessed what Hua Juaiai was going to do, but they had no choice but to stop him.Even though whipping the corpse can vent the hatred in Hua Jue's love, it will only make his inner demons more powerful, and I'm afraid it will attract the inner demons he deceived to come again.

"Second Senior Brother! No!" Lan Juexin shouted, hoping to stop him.

"Juexin, don't say any more." Hua Juaiai shook her head, her black hair and red robe were not floating, she was in calm despair.

"I'm very calm now, you don't need to say more. Even if the evil of the mind falls again, if I can't pass it, it will be my fate." He opened his mouth slowly, hiding deep sorrow.

"Absolutely not! If you want to whip the corpse to vent your anger, I won't stop you! But at least wait for us to get ready and ask Zongli to send us the Guxin Pill, otherwise..."

"No need!" Hua Jue'ai suddenly raised her voice and shouted, shaking her head, said: "I just beg...don't stop me."

"How could we not stop you? Could it be that we just watched you lose your soul?" Tang Wushou took a step forward, but was blocked by bolts of red silk.

"Don't say any more, crazy old man, let's fight together." Feng Jueqing's action was the most direct, with the yin and yang dual evil sword out of its sheath, he was going to subdue Hua Jue'ai together with the crazy old man who looked anxious on the side.

"If you guys dare to come over, I'll kill myself here!" Hua Juaiai turned her head, her sharp eyes swept away, but Feng Jueqing and Crazy Lao's movements were both stunned.He raised his hand, and with a movement of the red silk, he drew toward the two corpses like a red shadow.

"Shuyu!" A figure rushed over and took Hua Juaiai's hand, it was the mute slave who never spoke.

Hua Juai was stunned for a moment, and Tao Hua, who used to be mesmerizing in the past, stared blankly at the dumb slave who spoke, looking at his eyes suddenly felt familiar.

Suddenly gasping for air, Hua Jue'ai had a splitting headache, and Liu Mei frowned, and said in disbelief: "Who are you? Why do you call me this name? Who are you? Who are you?"

"I... I'm just a dumb slave." The dumb slave hesitated to speak, clearly trying to cover up something.

"I see." Hua Jue'ai's voice collapsed, as did the tears in her eyes.

"Yan Shuqing...you are Yan Shuqing!" Hua Juaiai forcefully pulled her hand out of the dumb slave's hand, stepped back step by step, bumped into the coffin behind her and almost fell down.

"Shuyu, Yan Shuqing is already dead, I..."

"Don't come here! Don't touch me! People from the Yan family... don't touch me!" Hua Juaiai hugged her head, her brows were furrowed as if in pain.

Taking this opportunity, Feng Jueqing and Crazy Boss finally made a move, one of them supported him from behind, and the other knocked him out and hit several big acupuncture points on his body to seal his cultivation base, hands and feet.

Ling Xuan glanced at the messy general's tomb, then at the unconscious Hua Jue'ai, could only sigh and shook his head, and followed back to the other palace of the Promise Demon Sect.