After I committed myself to the yandere villain, the male protagonist turned evil

Chapter 195 194 Shen Niannian’s Past
After Shen Niannian broke out of the secret realm, he had no time to care about his surroundings.

Because a strong thunderstorm began to strike, directly hitting her spiritual platform, the pain was so painful that she almost screamed out.

She immediately closed her eyes, mobilized her spiritual energy, and began to prepare for the arrival of the third thunder tribulation.

Different from the thunder tribulation during the Jindan period, this time the thunder tribulation was extremely swift and violent, coming fast and cruel.

After only being hit twice, she felt her limbs and bones trembling with pain.

What was especially abominable was that this thunderstorm struck Tian Ling Gai directly, as if it was trying to kill her.

She held on to the third one, but she didn't know how many more thunder tribulations there were.

Remember that there are ninety-nine thunder tribulations in the Nascent Soul stage.

Regarding this, Shen Niannian was quite speechless. In the world of cultivating immortals, the number nine was really in love.

By the time the tenth thunder catastrophe fell, Shen Niannian's pain had become numb and his ability to withstand pain had also improved.

So, she began to think about how to use the thunder tribulation to use the thunder energy in the thunder tribulation to irrigate the thunder spirit roots in her body.

With this thought in mind, she did it.

Looking at the entire world of immortality, there is no one like Shen Niannian who can use the thunder tribulation to break through the realm to help his own thunder spirit root.

Slowly, the power of thunder began to circulate throughout her body.

The thunder spirit roots in her consciousness sea were also shaking precariously under the thunder tribulations one after another.

Shen Niannian counted silently in her heart. It was not until the thirty-third lightning struck that the thunder root in her sea of ​​consciousness began to absorb the power of the sky thunder.

Then, thirty-four, thirty-five...fifty-five...ninety-nine.

After ninety-nine thunder tribulations, she clearly felt that her thunder spirit root had grown from a small sapling into a tree with a thick trunk.

Although it is not extraordinary yet, it is growing well.

But the ninety-nine thunders are not the end yet.

Immediately afterwards, the 100th thunder calamity rolled down, and its sound was so mammoth and terrifying that it was comparable to the apocalypse.

Shen Niannian regretted that he had just complained about the number nine in his heart.

Especially at the moment when the hundredth thunder calamity struck down, she was trembling all over.

It's not scary, it's painful.

When she came back to her senses, she realized that she was not trembling, but was convulsing.

Really fatal.

There was another thunderstorm that was full of power, rolling into the clouds, and the dark sky was filled with purple-blue lightning.

With a 'boom' sound, thunder suddenly fell.

An extremely strong electric current passed through her spiritual platform and sea of ​​consciousness, and she even saw her ribs glowing.

The intense convulsions made it impossible for her to boldly absorb the thunder power.

Heavenly Dao noticed her 'greedy' behavior, and every subsequent thunder disaster was a fatal whipping.

This time, she had to endure the power of the thunder tribulation.

One hundred and three, one hundred and four...one hundred and ten...one hundred and fifteen.

It wasn't until one hundred and thirty lightning tribulations burned all her clothes to tatters, and even the ax given to her by Lu Wenyan buzzed and trembled, that the terrifying horizon gradually became quiet.

The power of heaven is terrifying.

In just a few breaths, the dark clouds in the sky were blown away by the wind.

Shen Niannian's whole body was scorched black. He lost all strength in an instant and fell from the sky. He broke through the clouds and mist at the bottom and his whole body fell endlessly.

She almost saw the wild geese being frightened by her, and then looking down, she saw tiny, tiny houses scattered around.

The houses gradually enlarged in her eyes, and the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas gradually became clear in her eyes.

She still had no strength at all.

The German ax behind her was buzzing, as if suppressed by some force and unable to fly up and drag her down.

After an unknown amount of time, her vision went dark and her ears continued to ring.

I only felt the cold and biting water pouring into my mouth and nose, and then my consciousness could no longer be clear.

In the darkness, she seemed to have returned to modern society.

She saw that her modern body and face were quite similar to her face in the world of immortality.

The resemblance is far less refined and elegant than the face in the world of immortality.

The modern self was currently facing away from her, sitting under the desk lamp, seeming to be calculating something, his brows and eyes extremely focused.

Yes. She suddenly remembered that it was the week before 'Threading the Book'.

She was counting her savings and wondering whether to take advantage of the real estate downturn to buy a house of her own.

What made her finally make up her mind?
It's a phone call.

At this time, the mobile phone on the desktop rang.

The familiar ringtone made her wake up a lot.

She looked down at the display on her phone screen.

week.

Just one word, week.

She answered the phone before she could say anything.

The other person spoke first.

"Every year."

The middle-aged man's voice made her frown subconsciously.

"I'm dad."

She narrowed her eyes and looked dull: "What's the matter?"

Zhou Jianguo on the opposite side was silent for a moment, and then his tone became a little colder.

"What are you talking about?"

"You are my daughter, can't I call you if nothing happens?"

At that time, she still looked calm: "If you don't say anything, I will die."

When the other party heard this, he became anxious.

"It's your brother."

He said: "Your brother wants to marry a wife. The bride price is 300,000 yuan. We are still short of 200,000 yuan. We..."

However, after he finished speaking, Shen Niannian hung up the phone.

She looked at the gradually extinguishing screen and sneered.

"Don't marry if you can't afford it. What's the point of asking me for money?"

"It's not my dad."

She said the last word in a very low voice, but still had a hint of vibrato.

Her father is long gone.

How could it be Zhou Jianguo?

Zhou Jianguo is only her biological father, but her surname is Shen, and she will only be called Shen Niannian her whole life.

Since the Zhou family could treat her like that back then, don't expect her to show the slightest filial piety to them!
But in the darkness, her figure still looked lonely.

She looked up at the photo on the desk.

In the photo, she is in her early twenties and has a bright and cheerful smile.

The middle-aged man next to her has slightly white temples, a shy smile, and a slightly stooped and thin body that has long lost the strength of his youth.

Shen Niannian looked through himself at that time and his eyes fell on that photo.

She opened her dry lips slightly, but couldn't say a word.

"Nian Nian." That familiar yet gentle and loving voice sounded in the darkness.

She heard him say: "Live well."

In the darkness, she seemed to see the man falling slowly. She subconsciously moved forward, wanting to hold his hand.

But with her sudden movement, she felt her real body twitch. Gradually, her consciousness began to become clearer, and the voice in her ears slowly woke her up.

She slowly opened her eyes, and the face of a seven or eight-year-old girl appeared in front of her.

Seeing her waking up, joy appeared in the little girl's bright eyes.

The little girl smiled, clapped her hands, and then ran silently outside the house.

Shen Niannian came to his senses in a daze and looked around.

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