The long transmission made Song Yizhi dizzy, so she simply closed her eyes and took it easy.
Several elderly men and women beside the bed looked at Song Yizhi, who seemed to be in a coma with his eyes closed on the bed, with different expressions on their faces.
"Is this the demon lord's daughter?"
"I can't feel her blood, so she must be wearing a magic weapon."
"This face looks so much like the demon lord's. This should be our demon lord's daughter."
"Since we are sure it is, then send her to the marrow washing pool."
"Well, if you wash away that person's bloodline, we will usher in a more powerful young master!"
"It's not too late, let's do it quickly."
…
Those people thought Song Yizhi might have passed out, so they spoke without any scruples.
By the time they had finished speaking, only an old woman was left in the house.
When Song Yizhi regained his consciousness, he realized what was going on.
The demon world is a place that attaches great importance to blood. When she was born out of her shell, her bloodline was higher than that of her father. Some people in the demon world were concerned.
They want to change a young master, one who is easier to handle!
I don’t know who gave them the illusion that girls are easier to handle than boys.
Because his memory was blocked, Song Yizhi couldn't recall the whole situation for a while.
She simply unlocked the memory related to this part, and a large amount of memories flooded into her head, which instantly gave her a headache.
Song Yizhi's breathing did not change. After clearing this part of the memory, she slowly exhaled.
Although many things will change with different choices, the general situation remains the same.
For example, those demonic ambitions have never changed!
His birth gave those monsters who had suffered at the hands of Feng Yi'an a crazy idea.
They want to change a young master!
They want a young master who is easy to handle!
But he not only inherited his father's bloodline, he also inherited his mother's bloodline. Those demons thought that the human bloodline was dirty, so they wanted to wash away his human bloodline and leave only the demonic bloodline.
In fact, this is not the first time. He was kidnapped by some people when he first broke out of his shell. Although he was found in time, his mother also took him back to the Changqiu Sect.
Those people didn't give up after they failed, they were always looking for opportunities.
Now they have found the opportunity.
But, as to whether it's an opportunity or...it's hard to say.
Song Yizhi almost recovered and woke up quietly at the right moment.
As soon as he opened his eyes, Song Yizhi was faced with a face full of wrinkles.
"Princess, you're awake." The old woman watched Song Yizhi open her eyes, then leaned forward with a flattering smile.
Song Yizhi looked at this face and wanted to wave and say hello and say a word to meet again.
Putting away his inappropriate bad thoughts, Song Yizhi sat up and folded his hands in front of him, pretending to be on guard, "What princess? Who are you? Where am I?"
The old woman didn't know how to take care of Song Yizhi, so she stretched out her hand to help Song Yizhi, "Princess, you are tired from all the work, why don't you go take a shower and change clothes first?"
Song Yizhi remained unmoved.
The old woman's strength was not weak. She pulled Song Yizhi down and then dragged her outside.
Song Yizhi half pushed and followed her out.
After turning around the corridor and walking for a while, an open-air pool with white mist appeared in sight.
Marrow washing pool.
The anger in Song Yizhi's eyes flashed away.
There was a time when she was pushed down into the marrow washing pool and never came up again.
Although I never went there again, my resistance to the marrow washing pool was also deep-rooted.
Although she was going to die, she also wanted to die quickly and look good, but she didn't want her death to be painful and ugly.
The old woman pulled Song Yizhi over and then pushed her down.
Song Yizhi's eyes turned cold.
Suddenly, an extremely oppressive blood pressure surged away.
The two snakes on the wrists "clacked" and fell into the sleeves.
Although, she still hasn't learned to use blood to suppress it!
The old woman was forced to kneel on the ground, with disbelief in her eyes. She raised her head to look at Song Yizhi despite the pressure.
The princess’s bloodline has actually awakened?!
Song Yizhi bent down and reached out to lift the old woman's chin. Looking at her face with disbelief, she said in a warm voice, "Are you saying it yourself or am I forcing you to say it?"
The old woman didn't think Song Yizhi could do anything. She gritted her teeth and said, "I just want the princess to take a bath and change clothes!"
Song Yizhi chuckled.
The next second, a short knife appeared in her hand, and the blade was sent directly into the old woman's body.
One knife, two knives, three knives, four knives...
The injury is not fatal, but it hurts!
Song Yizhi knew exactly where it hurt the most, so every time she stabbed her, she went to where it hurt the most.
The old woman was stabbed by Song Yizhi until her whole body was covered in blood. She finally said with a trembling voice in pain, "You, your bloodline is higher than that of the Demon Lord. You are the best choice for the next Demon Lord. But your bloodline has been cultivated by someone.
, as long as you wash away Renxiu’s bloodline, you...ah..."
Song Yizhi stabbed down and manually interrupted the old woman's words.
The movement here attracted those old men who looked old.
Seeing the old woman lying on the ground covered in blood and trembling, an old man looked grave and asked, "Princess, what are you doing?!"
Song Yizhi looked down at the blood splattered on his hands, and slowly wiped it on his clothes, "What are you doing again?"
The old man spoke plausibly, "We are here for your own good, princess! The blood of human cultivators is low, but you have inherited the supreme blood of the demon lord. You should lead the demon world to its peak!"
"Princess, as long as you wash away the human bloodline, we will support you to ascend to the position of demon lord!" Another old man said.
These old men were sure that Song Yizhi could not resist the temptation of power. Unfortunately, power was not as important as a bowl of wontons in Song Yizhi's eyes.
"For my own good?" Song Yizhi seemed to have heard something funny and couldn't help but bend over with laughter.
The old men a few steps away looked at Song Yizhi, all of them frowning.
The next second, the smile on Song Yizhi's face disappeared completely. She looked at the old man who was kneeling on the ground and looked at the old man who was kneeling on the ground. "Human cultivation is of low blood? For my own good?"
Although you shouldn't be angry, these monsters are really irritating!
My mother's bloodline is nobler than anything else, and she has always been proud of being her mother's daughter!
These monsters actually want to wash away the bloodline she inherited from her mother. She deserves to be killed!
The powerful and ferocious bloodline pressure made the old men's faces turn pale and they were all out of breath.
The pressure on Yuan Xu and Jade Jin Snake was not that heavy, but the pressure they felt was not easy either, so they silently pretended to be dead.
Song Yizhi smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes and he was full of indifference, "In order to thank you for your 'kindness', I will give you a big gift."
After the words fell, Song Yizhi performed his kung fu, and the spiritual power accumulated in his body began to surge wildly without being suppressed, instantly attracting thunder from the sky.
The bright sky suddenly turned gloomy.
"Boom..."
Thunder rang out, and a black thunderstorm enveloped the area.
Yuan Xu rolled up the jade snake and ran out quickly.
Song Yizhi raised his hand and kneaded the secret, and a thunder formation gradually took shape. The thunder clouds in the sky became larger and thicker, and the color of the flowing lightning became darker.
The sound of thunder continued, and a sense of depression and suffocation fell on the hearts of those old people.
"You, you!" The old man looked pale as he watched Song Yizhi use the lightning formation.
The thunder calamity of the offspring of humans and demons is much more serious than that of ordinary people. She actually dares to use the thunder formation to double the power of the thunder calamity?!
She is crazy!!
Chapter 200! Sprinkle flowers
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Lei Jie: [He became angry after being struck in the air] Stop, don’t run, I will strike you to death!
Zhizhi: Goubatian said, I’m going to tear you apart! [He cursed while running away]