Self-cultivation of the villain prince

Moreover, waiting for Tang Muxue to return to Zixiamen will clear up the misunderstanding and convey goodwill.

By the way, the black cat just now is a bit weird, so I have to check it...

But the problem shouldn't be big. The guards in the palace are loyal, and it is impossible to let danger come in.

Of course, for the sake of safety, we still need to strengthen the guard... just as Tang Muxue is about to leave, it is better to send two masters from the pinnacle of Hou Tian to escort her, and go to the suburban manor to call a few masters over...

Safety, safety first!

The analysis of self-comfort made Xie Yu feel relieved a lot. Only then did he notice that the dishes on the table did not move much.

Ugh.

Mu Xue must not be full!

"Come here, quickly pack these wine and vegetables for Girl Tang!"

Chapter 7 Why did I turn green? (From the perspective of flowers and butterflies)

My name is Hua Yidie, and I am a protagonist.

Since I started to practice martial arts, I have never found an opponent among my peers.

And when I understood the Sword of Return to Tibet, I was destined to take over from my father and become the new head of the Zixiamen, becoming famous throughout Cangyun County and even the whole world.

But the good times didn't last long. After the death of my mother, my instinct couldn't grow, no matter how hard I tried to practice, it was useless.

This is an unheard-of wonder in the martial arts, even at the peak of the congenital realm, the father, who has almost stepped into the realm of the concentrating master with one foot, is helpless.

My father comforted me, even if I don’t know martial arts, I’m still his daughter, I can do whatever I want, just as before.

But I dared not tell others, and I dared not face the scene when others learned that my skill was unable to grow. I concealed it to the utmost, avoiding everyone with the excuse of comprehension and return to the Tibetan sword.

The plan was very successful. Only the senior sister at Zixiamen was asking me what happened.

However, this is only the beginning.

Not only did my skill fail to grow, but it started to regress. Although the amount of true energy I lost every day was not much, with the accumulation of time, I finally fell into a realm.

At this time, I can no longer hide other people.

Those who once showed a humble smile in front of me, whether they are disciples of the same generation in Zixiamen or those young heroes in the arena, only ridicule and ridicule are left in their eyes.

Since then, my father and sister are the only colors in my eyes.

Now that my father has passed away, all I have is my sister...

But fortunately, I finally learned the reason for the constant loss of true energy that caused my skills to fall back.

The flower leans against the butterfly with her beautiful eyes drooping, looking at the jade bracelet on her left wrist.

That is the relic of the mother.

"Die'er, I am sorry for your mother! I have caused you to suffer these years!"

This is not an illusion.

Because there is really a soul in the jade bracelet.

This soul is not an ancient warrior, nor is it an alchemy master, but her biological mother.

At first, Hua Yidie didn't believe it. She was so angry when the other party woke up with the phrase "I'm your mother", she almost fell on the bracelet and stepped on her foot.

Until the other party used that familiar tone to tell the shameful things that he grew up with, such as a few moles on his body, where is the most hidden one...

"Mother, why are you in this bracelet?" Hua Yidie asked questioningly.

Human beings cannot be resurrected from death. This is the truth that no one in the world will question.

A warrior who has cultivated to the innate realm can extend his life by half, and he who has cultivated to the realm of Ningshen Grandmaster can also extend his life by half.

As for the existence of a soul like a mother after death, it can be described as unheard of.

Of course, as the price for the recovery of the soul, it is naturally the true energy that she has made uninterruptedly over the past two years.

Hua Yidie wouldn't blame her mother, if she knew this would bring her mother back to life, it wouldn't hurt to let her use martial arts.

The key is, why can a mother who has only the seventh level of the innate realm in her cultivation be able to retain her soul?

The mother's origin has always been a mystery, and even the father who loved her the most was silent about it. Is there a mother-in-law who can keep her soul secret?

"Sorry Die'er, I am not very clear!" Liu Ningshuang's tone was full of apologetics.

But after thinking about it, she told her daughter the most likely idea: "Hmm... Mother guessed that it might be caused by some experience in the Demon Cult."

"The Demon Cult?" Hua Yidie was stunned, and said with envy: "My mother has a high martial arts skill, and she even fought the Demon Cult."

Oh, why is my mother so humble, she refuses to tell her daughter about killing the Demon Cult.

"Uh." Liu Ningshuang's tone was stagnant.

The powerful spiritual sense told Hua Yidie that the next words might not sound nice.

really.

"Uh, actually your mother and me... are from the Demon Cult..."

Although it was just a voice, Hua Yidie's mind instantly appeared as if her mother stuck out her tongue.

"Mother, are you lying to me... I am so old, why are you still making such a joke?" She smiled unnaturally.

"No, how could I lie to my daughter..." Liu Ningshuang's tone was firm.

"Aren't you a true disciple of a certain righteous Daoist sect, and then eloped with your father?"

"Oh...that's an undercover..."

Hua Yidie's red lips opened slightly, her breathing was stagnant, and she almost didn't feel relieved.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, my mother only has this memory after death. I am afraid that the previous memory was touched by someone, and now many details can't be recalled."

oh, I see...

Hua Yidie calmed down unexpectedly. She always thought that she was a famous sect, and she might return to her mother's sect to find her place in the future, and then kill several demon sects to make her famous.

Don't think about it now.

She seemed to be able to see the moving scene of her acquaintance with relatives after carrying the sword to the Demon Sect.