Si Wuxie hasn't figured out what happened yet.

My body looks very similar to myself, but after sensing the strength, I found that it was not my own at all.

What she accepted was the orthodox cultivation method of the Temple of Heaven, whose power was bright and warm. And this body was full of evil and dark power.

The Qiankun bag was on her waist, and there was another Qiankun bag on her waist. She stumbled in and then sighed.

The Qiankun bag she brought was full of pills to cure diseases and save lives, while the other black Qiankun bag was full of poison pills!

There should be some common points, both of which are good at elixirs, just one cures diseases and saves people's lives.

Xiaolan took her to a dilapidated wooden house. From a distance, this dilapidated wooden house was not even as good as a thatched house.

There is a shabby bed in this wooden house, a quilt that is sewn and patched. There is a smelly bucket containing vomit next to the quilt. The quilt is slightly raised and there is a small person inside.

In this environment, even if pigs don’t live, can people live?

Si Wuxie couldn't help thinking.

The bulge in the quilt moved slightly, and Xiaolan immediately stepped forward and whispered: "Young Master, the Sect Master is here."

The bulge in the quilt seemed to be shocked, and it didn't move for a long time. Then, the little one stood up with difficulty, revealing his thin but white face.

Perhaps because of his abuse and poor nutrition, the little boy is really too thin and so thin.

"Mother..." he shouted angrily.

Si Wuxie was stunned for a moment, and then, she was soon attracted by the little boy's eyes.

His eyes were dark black, but his black pupils were glamorously golden.

Is this... His Highness the Holy Son?

No?

After a closer look, the more I looked, the more I looked. His nose and eyes... He looked like his five-year-old Holy Son.

"I..." Si Wuxie was about to speak when suddenly, his father Si Ming Xingjun's voice rang in his ears.

"Rebuke him, reject him!" Si Ming said sternly.

Si Wuxie: "..."

Her eyes tilted slightly and saw her father standing aside and was slightly angry.

"Dad..." Her soul sent a message.

Situ Jin was helped up by Xiaolan and sat weakly. He waited for Si Wuxie's response anxiously. Whether it was beating or scolding, he was ready to accept it.

He knew that she was not his biological mother, she picked her up, and after picking her up, she threw her away here.

According to Xiaolan, he had a good life when he first came, but he was still a baby in his cradle at that time and had no impression. Later, the woman who picked him up obviously forgot his existence, so he was bullied by his disciples at the age of one or two.

Xiaolan, who was responsible for taking care of him, begged the original owner to give him some love and attention, but the original owner had long forgotten the child and felt annoyed. Once, he saw Xiaoxiao kneeling humbly and even kicked him directly.

So, he lived even worse in this villain sect.

Sometimes some disciples even poisoned him when they saw him unhappy, but they didn't dare to poison him to death, so day after day, his body became even more deficient.

But he was the child picked up by the leader of the Wandu Sect. Xiaolan was so brave that he gave Xiaolan ten thousand courage, but Xiaolan didn't dare to take him away from the Wandu Sect. He could only live with such difficulty.

In order to live, they hid in this remote and dilapidated cabin, a place where even pigs were reluctant to come.

But Situ Jin still longed for it. He thought that since the original owner picked him up, he should be a woman who had good thoughts. Maybe she was not good, so she didn't like him and didn't pay attention to him.

As long as he is obedient and pleases her, maybe she will pay attention to herself and give herself some care.

Si Wuxie continued to send a message, "Dad... is this... His Highness of the Holy Son?"

Siming nodded indifferently.

Si Wuxie was stunned for a moment and felt distressed, "Why is Your Highness like this?"

"Hurry up and put away your sympathetic eyes!" Si Ming said angrily, "I just didn't pay attention, you peeked at my life slip and took the villain Si Wuxie's house!"

"...He is the Holy Son of the Temple of Heaven. Dad, it's wrong for you to do this."

Si Ming said: "What do you know? This is what His Highness the Holy Son himself asked."

"Why does Your Highness ask so?"

Si Ming was silent and said, "Forget it, you've entered the game, so let's tell you.

In recent years, His Highness, the Holy Son, discovered that his Holy Son's inheritance is incomplete. Later, he discovered that as the Holy Son of the Heavenly Temple, a lifelong light is not enough. You must feel the darkness."

"I don't believe it, I don't believe that the Sons of the past are like this."

Si Ming said: "This is what the Emperor of Heaven said in person."

"I don't believe it! The Emperor of Heaven has also experienced darkness?"

"Of course, the Emperor of Heaven has experienced it. Not only did he turn evil, he also killed His Highness Yun Mo, who was the Holy Son back then, and tried every means to break up His Highness Yun Mo and the True Dragon Ancestor, that is, Princess Mo."

“…”

"His Royal Highness of the Holy Son must go through a blackening, a complete blackening. It was originally nothing to do with you, but you entered the game yourself. The person you are taking over now is the villain Si Wuxie, the leader of the Wandu Sect, who has the same name and surname as you. So next you need to do what the original owner did instead of the original owner."

"...what's the matter..." Si Wuxie, who has seen the plot, has a bad feeling.

"Abus him, as long as he is still angry, try to abuse him and try to abuse him until he becomes evil. All your tasks are to make him become evil!"

"..." How could she do this?

"You have to remember that it is for his own good." Si Ming was very helpless. "If you can't do it, His Highness the Holy Son will fail this time."

However, his daughter is timid and shy, so it is not bad to let her be the leader of the Poison Sect to train her to be brave.

Si Wuxie had a question and wanted to ask, "Dad, why did you write me as the villain who abused Your Highness in your book?"

Si Ming coughed a few times when he heard this, as if he was choking, feeling a little guilty.

"I need to give the villain a name. The names of other immortals are not easy to use. Of course, the names of their own daughters are more easy to use..."

"..." Si Wuxie glared at him.

She believed she was his biological daughter.

Si Ming stopped talking.

After quieting for a while, Si Ming said, "Your Highness is still waiting for you. You have been quiet for a long time and he has been scared. Then he left coldly and indifferently."

After Si Wuxie understood everything, he kept looking at Situ Jin who was a little on the bed.

What a small one, really thin and small.

"Do you feel sorry?" Si Ming said.

Si Wuxie ignored him. She knew how to be really good to Your Highness.

She waved her sleeves and said coldly: "You actually brought me to such a messy place. Are you going to be disgusted to me?!"

Xiaolan was so scared that she trembled and immediately knelt down, "The Sect Master atones for his sins!"
Chapter completed!