Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 829 His Creation
"Bai Weiyong, you are finally dead!"

"From now on, no one will boss me around, no one will tell me what to do."

"It's not your turn to teach me how to be an emperor."

"You deserve to die when you are old. There is no need for you to linger in this world."

"I will kill you first, and then massacre your descendants! Eradicate your entire Bai clan, and leave your withered bones and barren graves untouched! Disappear from this world forever!"

After saying that, Emperor Yuan Zhen stabbed him again and again until his grandfather was in pieces, with broken limbs and shocking blood all over the ground.

She watched this scene silently and was not disturbed by it.

Although these scenes were so real, so real that the smell of blood on her nose was extremely clear, she still did not waver.

Because she knew clearly that she was doing her best to protect this family.

She will never let this happen.

Then, my grandfather disappeared.

What came next was the second sister-in-law who was lying in her arms and her body gradually became cold.

The second sister-in-law was clearly dead, but she suddenly opened her eyes, and her face with a satisfied smile turned unwilling to resentful.

The second sister-in-law cursed word by word: "It's clearly you who deserved the damn death! Why did you let me die for you?! Why? I'm still so young! I could have remarried and found happiness! It was you who caused me misery!"

She listened expressionlessly until the second sister-in-law's voice became ethereal, distant and elusive.

She knew how her second sister-in-law died.

The second sister-in-law blocked the sword without hesitation, out of concern and love for her.

She has already thought about these things clearly.

The only thing she can do is to live well with her second sister-in-law's blessing.

Therefore, this matter cannot hurt her either.

But the last thing took her a long, long time to break free from that nightmare.

It was an extremely terrifying inner demon that she had never imagined.

"vomit!"

Bai Mingwei suddenly woke up from his memories with a violent vomiting sound.

Opening his eyes, he saw bright red blood lines hanging from the corners of Feng Qingchen's mouth in the dim candlelight.

Just now, Feng Qingchen couldn't bear the pain and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Feng Qingchen!"

Bai Mingwei called out, terrified.

He hugged the weak and helpless Feng Qingchen urgently in his arms and whispered in his ear over and over: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here, I'm right by your side!"

Naturally, Feng Qingchen couldn't hear it, and the shaking became even more violent, as if he was trapped in extremely terrifying memories.

Bai Mingwei, who was always calm, had a pale face.

She asked in a trembling voice: "Senior, is there any way I can help him?"

The wine monk burped and shook his head ruthlessly:
"Now you probably know what ingredients the poor monk added to the wine. Once you take this medicine, you will either live or die. Even if the Great Luo Immortal comes, it can't change it."

Bai Ming took a deep breath, the worry on his face was so undisguised and obvious.

She was accustomed to restraint and rarely showed such agitated emotions.

It can be seen that she is really scared.

"Feng Qingchen..."

Bai Ming called slightly.

"vomit……"

What responded to her was that Feng Qingchen was vomiting blood again.

Her face turned pale, and she quickly reached out to wipe the blood from Feng Qingchen's lips.

But as soon as his hand reached there, Feng Qingchen vomited several more times.

She subconsciously reached out to pick it up, but she picked up more and more, and soon her palms and wrists were covered in blood.

"Feng Qingchen!"

Bai Mingwei called out quietly.

Her voice was extremely panicked.

"No! There must be a way!" "There must be a way!"

She tried her best to calm down, and then, with her hands full of blood, she lifted Feng Qingchen up and let him sit cross-legged in front of her, with her palms pressed against Feng Qingchen's back.

The power was continuously sent to Feng Qingchen's body.

She doesn't hesitate, even though these skills are the result of ten years of hard training.

She was willing to give everything she had to protect Feng Qingchen's heart.

The wine monk saw this and shook his head.

Immediately, the wine monk stood up, walked to the outhouse, and murmured: "You are not her after all, and he is not like me."

After saying that, the wine monk rummaged through and found a jar of remaining wine, carried it to the corridor outside and sat down.

He took a deep sip and looked up at the bright moon hanging on the treetops, thoughtfully.

As time goes by, Bai Mingwei becomes weaker and weaker as he consumes his energy.

But she didn't let go, and still sent her only skills bit by bit.

Until my hands could no longer be lifted, and they were so numb that they didn't even feel like they were my own.

Until her vision turned black, she almost couldn't bear it and fainted.

"Feng Qingchen, wake up quickly, these are not true, not true... I am by your side, I am!"

"Feng Qingchen!"

Bai Mingwei used his last strength and screamed.

"vomit!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from Feng Qingchen's mouth again.

Just when despair began to gather in Bai Mingwei's eyes, a low and slightly hoarse voice sounded: "Silly girl, why are you shouting so loudly? I'm not deaf."

"Feng Qingchen!" Bai Ming stretched out his hand tremblingly, looking at the man with his back turned to him in disbelief.

Until Feng Qingchen turned around and smiled weakly at her.

After all, she couldn't help but pulled Feng Qingchen into her arms.

Her voice also sounded like she was crying: "You scared me to death."

Feng Qingchen had not yet recovered, and was even more caught off guard by this sudden hug.

After reacting, he was ecstatic.

But that hand, carefully and gently, as if to avoid being rude to Bai Mingwei, patted Bai Mingwei's back slowly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Bai Ming closed his eyes slightly, feeling aggrieved like a child for a moment.

She rested her chin on Feng Qingchen's neck, unwilling to leave for a long time.

Finally, she said in a hoarse voice: "Just wake up, just wake up!"

Feng Qingchen patted her back again: "I'm fine. I said, even if I'm dead, as long as you call me softly, I will crawl out of the soil to see you."

Bai Mingwei finally calmed down and let go of Feng Qingchen: "Don't say that, it's so scary."

Feng Qingchen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and showed a nonchalant smile.

It was as if what happened just now had no impact on him at all.

Bai Mingwei was still worried. She was extremely tired, so she forced herself to ask, "Is there anything uncomfortable? Can you still move?"

Feng Qingchen subconsciously reached out to touch his eyes, but did not answer Bai Mingwei's words for a while.

Seeing this, Bai Mingwei became more and more worried: "What's going on? Has the eye disease returned?"

Feng Qingchen took back his hand and said with surprise in his tone: "It couldn't be better..."

At this time, the wine monk walked in from outside.

Feng Qingchen asked: "Senior, this is..."

The wine monk told him: "What you drank was medicinal wine. Isn't medicinal wine used to treat diseases? Although I can't do anything about your eye disease, I can relieve your pain."

"If nothing happens in the future, your eyes will no longer feel pain all the time, and the eye disease will not recur and make you worse than death."

"I've also taken the opportunity to treat those old wounds on your body. How about you feel the power now?"

Feng Qingchen followed the instructions and used his skills, and he was even more surprised: "How could it be like this?"

(End of this chapter)