Daxiaguo Qiufeng Town.

In the Ye Family Ancestral Hall, a table made of sandalwood carvings is filled with various offerings. In the middle of the ancestral hall, a few incense sticks are inserted into the quaint landing black tripod, and cigarettes curl.

The door was pushed open, and a thin figure came in.

It was a 13- to 14-year-old girl with a slap-sized face and delicate facial features. Unfortunately, she wore her hair and a pair of dull eyes, which made her beautiful like a dusty pearl.

The girl had just come to the desk, and a few people sprang up.

"Okay, grab the thief." Several evil slaves grabbed the girl's hands and feet and pressed her to the ground.

"Woo ... Woo." The girl was frightened and wanted to get rid of the hands of several people, but unfortunately, how could her vigor be better than those of the Ye family evil slaves who had learned weight training since childhood.

"Ye Lingyue, it turned out to be you stupid girl, who gave you the courage to steal the offerings on the table." The minion who spoke was Wang Gui, a close friend of Ye Qing, the six young masters of the Ye family.

It was Ye Qingyue, Ye Qing ’s cousin, who was crushed to the ground. Although she was the young lady of the Ye family, her identity at the Ye family was lower than her servants.

Just because Ye Lingyue is the shame of the Ye family, she is a fool.

"No ... sick ... cleaning." Ye Lingyue's pale face was full of panic.

"Dare to quibble." Wang Gui said involuntarily, giving Ye Lingyue a few slaps.

Wang Gui is a famous warrior. After a few slaps, Ye Lingyue's face was already swollen and old. Wang Gui couldn't help but hate her and kicked to Ye Lingyue's belly.

Ye Lingyue's body, like a broken kite, flew out and smashed on the big tripod of the ancestral hall with a muffled noise.

"The stupid girl can't move, but don't die." Several servants of the Ye family saw that Ye Lingyue hadn't moved for a long time and thought she was dead.

"How could it be so easy to die, this stupid girl, who was beaten for more than ten years, is still not alive and well. The young master said, it was terrible and hard." Wang Guixin's thoughts were also malicious. The fragrant Ding next to Ye Lingyue.

The Ye Family Ancestral Hall was bought by the Ye Family owner more than thirty years ago. This Xiang Ding was in the Ancestral Hall at that time and has been kept.

Wang Gui stepped forward, pushed open the lid, and grabbed the incense ash.

"You few, pry open the mouth of the little silly girl, let her steal, and let her eat enough today."

Several domestic slaves were laughing, Ye Lingyue was not as good as a wild dog in their eyes.

They held Ye Lingyue's hands and feet, and put the incense ashes that had not been cleaned for many years into her mouth.

As soon as the incense ash was stuffed into his mouth, a round thing slipped into Ye Lingyue's throat.

As soon as that thing entered, the silly girl Ye Lingyue only felt a hot heat inside her belly.

The endless heat, so hot, the heat that eclipses the bones and burns the heart, like burning her entire body.

Uncomfortable ... it's uncomfortable, Ye Lingyue grabbed her throat, and something had to come out of her throat.

Until there was blood marks on her neck, the enthusiasm did not alleviate at all. She was very painful and ran into the mouth of Xiang Ding, and blood came out of her forehead.

"Oops, is the silly girl really dead?" Wang Gui stepped forward and found that Ye Lingyue had disappeared.

Several slaves looked at each other, and then they became scared. Although the little silly girl had a humble status and was not valued, she was also a genuine lady of the Ye family.

"Still dumbfounded, go find the young master." Wang Gui panicked, and several people fled.

In the ancestral hall, Ye Lingyue's tiny body curled up together.

The feeling of burning fire, wave after wave.

"Mother." Ye Lingyue shouted helplessly, but no one answered her.

Gradually, the burning sensation disappeared, and Ye Lingyue's internal organs were twisted together.

I don't know how long it has passed. In my mind, "dong" sounded like something suddenly exploded in Dantian.

In Ye Lingyue's body, a red light flashed across her, quickly spreading across her body, and her fingers moved.

Eyes-suddenly opened, the dull eyes earlier, bright as morning stars.

The surrounding scenes became clear, and Ye Lingyue sat up.

Her eyes flashed across her eyes.

The goal is a simple and atmospheric house with a desk in the middle of the house, on which are placed offerings and ancestral tablets.

"I, reborn." Ye Lingyue murmured, she looked at her hand.

Small and thin, all kinds of big and small wounds, this is the body of a bullied girl.

She stood up and tried to recall the information of this body, but because her predecessor was a fool, there were only trivial memories in her mind.

It seems that it will take some time to get used to this body.

When he turned to leave, Ye Lingyue heard the sound of "zizizi" in his ear.

Not far away, on the ancient Xiangding, the pool of blood left by Ye Lingyue hitting Ding earlier was changing.

Blood penetrated into the tripod at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There was a cold air on the soles of Ye Lingyue's feet, but her strong curiosity drove her forward.

As soon as her hand touched the mouth, the weird scene happened.

Swish

The Gu Ding, which originally required two or three people to lift it, turned into a black light and penetrated into her palm.