I was killed by domestic violence, and I went crazy with barrage

Chapter 301

Xie Han looked at his master with admiration.

Sang Jingwan successfully became the disciple of the person in power at the Imperial Master's Mansion, and became senior and junior sisters with Xie Han.

From then on, life became stable and smooth.

If it weren't for what happened later, Xie Han would probably never have doubted whether the ancestral precepts of the Imperial Master's Mansion made sense.

Prevention is better than cure... This is a truth that everyone can say and everyone understands.

But many things are like this, easy to know, easy to say, but difficult to really do.

Xie Han once felt that the ancestral precepts of the Imperial Master's Mansion were too pessimistic.

There are even some people who, once bitten by a snake, become afraid of ropes for ten years, which is too much of a fear of the consequences.

If a person is always so timid, hesitant, and dares not take another step forward because of some past failures, then he will probably just stay where he is in his life.

Xie Han is not the kind of person who is willing to stand still.

Naturally, they don't have much respect for the so-called ancestral teachings.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have secretly kept Sang Jingwan.

After becoming Xie Yutong's disciple, Sang Jingwan lived up to everyone's expectations and demonstrated his amazing talent.

She learns everything very quickly.

Even the most complicated techniques seemed to have become simple in her hands.

Even Xie Han, who studied with her, began to make rapid progress in the study of magic because she had a talented junior sister who could help her simplify complicated things.

The relationship between the two people also became very close.

They are often so inseparable that they seem like one person.

At that time, Xie Han thought that she and Sang Jingwan would probably be like this, good sisters for life, supporting and helping each other.

Sang also felt tonight that she and Xie Han would be happy together for the rest of their lives.

What's more, she was grateful to Xie Han for being her savior, and was usually very indulgent and tolerant towards Xie Han, doing her best to take care of him and protecting his innocence and kindness to the greatest extent.

Everything seems to be moving in a good direction.

It's a pity that good luck makes people.

It was as if it was to verify the ancestral precepts of the Imperial Master's Mansion, which was absolutely reasonable.

So much so that two people who were originally as close as one person suddenly broke up one day.

Sang Jingwan left the Imperial Master's Mansion and returned to the Sang family.

After Xie Yutong decided to abdicate and travel around the world, Xie Han went from being the young master of the Imperial Master's Mansion to the master of the Imperial Master's Mansion.

They thought they would never see each other again in this life.

We also said to each other that we would never see each other again.

But who can blame God for loving to play tricks on people?
The most unbearable thing is that people who love each other give their true hearts to each other.

It is also unacceptable to see those who have already broken away from each other and have no feelings or love for each other.

When Sang Jingwan was studying with Xie Yutong, she was best at witchcraft.

The best one is to kill people without them being seen.

Xie Han is different.

She is good at healing and saving lives.

After Sang Jingwan left, she returned to the Sang family and took control of all the power.

Anyone who opposed her was killed silently by her.

It was just like that day when he was facing the siege of all the elders of the National Master's Mansion. He seemed to have done nothing, but he took a person's life in full view of everyone.

Killing one is not enough.

When those people saw their companions died, they all wanted to get rid of this evil woman.

That’s right… In the eyes of everyone in the Sang family, Sang Jingwan, who should have died a long time ago, suddenly came back alive. Isn’t that a witch?

The one who found it most difficult to accept was the old patriarch who was already in his twilight years.

What he couldn't believe in particular was how the person who had entered the forbidden area twenty years ago hadn't aged at all in the past twenty years.

What's more...

Isn't that forbidden place filled with monsters that eat people?

Why did Sang Jingwan not age after entering prison, but lived safely and soundly?

"Who are you! You can't be Sang Jingwan!"

Sang Jingwan chuckled: "What the clan leader said is quite interesting. I just went to a forbidden area, presided over a sacrifice, and prayed for my Sang clan. Now that I have come out alive, how come I am not Sang Jingwan?"

The chieftain's lips trembled, and he wanted to say that it was impossible for anyone to come out alive after entering the forbidden area.

But he didn't dare to say it at all.

If he said it, wouldn't that be admitting that he deliberately let Sang Jingwan die?
He is not a fool, nor is he blind.

Sang Jingwan came back with such fanfare and killed people so easily. This must be to avenge them for tricking her into the forbidden area.

If I admit it, it would be the same as seeking death.

He said nothing and knew nothing about her. No matter how much Sang Jingwan suspected, it was just suspicion in the end.

Without evidence...could she really massacre all the members of the Sang family?

Among these people, there are Sang Jingwan’s relatives!
Even she herself has the blood of the Sang family flowing in her body!
There was no way she could kill everyone.

Not to mention, his Sang family is protected by the gods.

If Sang Jingwan really killed them all, she would surely be punished by God.

She didn't dare.

I wouldn't be so stupid.

The clan leader was certain that Sang Jingwan wouldn't dare to do anything to her.

Sang Jingwan was indeed fine.

She came back to seize power.

Not from the Tu tribe.

If all the members of the Sang family were dead, what would the power be for? Who could they command?

As for revenge...

Of course she did not forget who made her become a sacrifice!

If she hadn't been so blessed and lucky, and if it weren't for her destiny, she would have been dead by now!

How could she possibly forget this hatred and resentment?

Whenever she thought of the days she had endured in the forbidden area, how she had lived in the Imperial Master's Mansion, how she had been discovered, how she had been bullied by all the elders in the Imperial Master's Mansion, how she had been thrown into the dungeon and was on the verge of death, she would never forgive those who had brought her to this point!

But what's the fun in just taking one person's life?
Killing a person is the cheapest way for him to die!

Since it is revenge, he should be made to feel pain all the time.

Of course, killing the chicken to scare the monkey is still necessary.

Only when bloody examples are placed before their eyes will they know fear and terror.

Only then will you live in fear and regret every day because of the things you have done to hurt her!
They regretted it not because they felt they had done something wrong, but because they were afraid of the death threat she brought. They regretted not having eradicated her in the first place, allowing her to have the opportunity now. It was like a sword hanging over their heads, reminding them all the time that they could lose their lives at any time.

How can they not be afraid when their lives are in the hands of others?
How can I sleep peacefully?

This is exactly what she wanted, to wear them down like a blunt knife cutting flesh, infinitely magnifying the fear in their hearts.

The patriarch was the first to bear the brunt of this period.

In addition, there is another person who also finds it difficult to accept Sang Jingwan's return.

That is the good son of the patriarch.

The new clan leader appointed by the Sang clan. He had finally waited until his father was about to die, and now he was about to take on the position of clan leader.

It was clearly a duck that was almost within my mouth, but I didn't expect it to fly away.

How could he possibly bear it!
Now that he heard his father being questioned, he immediately seized the opportunity and started to attack him.

"Sang Jingwan, what do you mean by this? Are you questioning my father?"

"Do you still have any dignity?"

"Even if you are a rare genius in the Sang family, and the destined leader of our Sang family, you have not yet truly become the patriarch of the Sang family!"

"You haven't even ascended the throne yet, but you're already so disrespectful of etiquette and rules. If you really ascend to the position of clan leader, will we still have a good life?"

The clan leader's son sneered, "Besides, what my father said, is there anything wrong?"

"You said you are Sang Jingwan, there should be proof."

"Back then, you entered the forbidden area to preside over the sacrifice, but after that, you never came back."

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"You're simply treating the Master Priest like a joke!"

“Not to mention…” The clan leader’s son looked at Sang Jingwan and was stunned by her stunning beauty. He swallowed his saliva a few times with an obscene look in his eyes: “The sacrifice was twenty years ago. Even if you have the ability to maintain your youth, it is impossible that twenty years have passed without leaving any traces on your face.”

"Could it be that you think you are a fairy from heaven who can be immortal?"

The clan leader's son sneered a few times, very disdainfully: "Stop it! You and I are just ordinary people. It is impossible for us to not grow old in this world!"

"It's obvious that you, an imposter, somehow found out what the real Sang Jingwan looks like and want to take advantage of the situation here!"

"But you didn't think straight and didn't pay enough attention to detail."

"Even if you just randomly draw a few more wrinkles at the corners of your eyes, I can still believe that you are the real Sang Jingwan."

The patriarch's son finished speaking passionately, raised his arms and shouted: "Someone come!"

He raised his hand and pointed at Sang Jingwan, his eyes full of smugness and ferocious smile: "Catch this faker for me!"

"Burn!"

"To uphold the law!"

"Because in the future, no one dares to come to the territory of my Sang family and cause trouble."

He uttered a "Haha": "Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself? What kind of person are you...Pfft!"

Just as those people who were commanded by him to capture Sang Jingwan, not knowing whether they should go or not, were looking at this and that hesitantly, the originally arrogant and complacent man suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood, then his eyes widened, and he raised his hands to cover his neck in disbelief and panic.

But it didn't work.

Just like the Ninth Elder in the National Master's Mansion, he could only watch his hands covered in blood, feel the warm wound on his neck oozing blood, and feel the vitality draining away from his body bit by bit.

The whole process does not seem very long to outsiders.

The clan leader's son fell limply to the ground in just a few breaths.

But for him, the whole process was extremely long.

He could clearly feel that the vitality was draining away from his body bit by bit.

That feeling only increased the fear in his heart.

No, don't, don't kill me...

He stretched out his hand in the direction where Sang Jingwan was standing, and unlike his previous arrogance, he looked at her with pleading eyes, asking her to spare his life.

But he didn't have the chance to make any sound.

ho ho...

As he struggled, some of the blood flowed into his throat.

Cough, huh... The clan leader's son widened his eyes in fear, and after a short while, he died unwillingly.

Do not look down.

He choked to death on his own blood.

He could have lived another quarter of an hour.

Sang Jingwan thought with some regret that it was too easy for him to die so soon.

Fortunately, the deterrent effect is quite good.

The clan leader was stunned for a few moments before he came back to his senses from the shock and grief of seeing a young person send off his loved one.

"Tomorrow!"

The sharp wails echoed throughout the entire Sang clan.

It was the voice of the patriarch.

"Oh! my son! my son!"

It was the voice of the patriarch's wife.

The shrill cries seemed even more sharp and piercing in the atmosphere of everyone's silence.

Sang Jingwan was very satisfied.

That's the way it should be.

That’s it!
This is what true revenge is.

What's the fun if everyone is dead?

She wanted all those who had hurt her to watch all their blood relatives lose their lives bit by bit, leave them one by one, and finally be left alone to live in endless loneliness, waiting for death that would come at an unknown time.

Let those people feel the pain he once felt, times a hundred times!

That's called revenge.

Death... is too easy for them.

Sang Jingwan's cold gaze moved over everyone one by one.

Even if nothing was said, it still dealt a heavy blow to everyone's heart, making them tremble uncontrollably.

"what!"

"Bitch!"

"Vicious woman!"

"Sang Jingwan, you vicious woman, return my son's life to me! I want to kill you!"

"Kill you!"

The patriarch's wife had bloodshot eyes, and was much more aggressive than the patriarch.

She grabbed an axe from the side, rushed forward without hesitation, and chopped towards Sang Jingwan's face!

"Go to hell you!"

With the belief that she wanted someone to pay with his life, she used up all her strength.

Everyone was a little frightened by this scene.

Even the clan leader was as nervous as everyone else. He held his breath and stared at the scene with wide eyes.

Only Sang Jingwan seemed to be fine. She just stood there blankly without moving at all.

Click!

The hatchet was about to chop off the person's head, but when it was about to touch the skull, it seemed to encounter some invisible obstacle and stopped abruptly.

Then, with a very crisp sound, the brightly polished hatchet broke neatly into two pieces in front of everyone's eyes.

A piece of it, by chance, got inserted into the forehead of the patriarch's wife, very deep.

There was still some resentment in the woman's eyes, but more of it was shock and confusion.

She didn't understand why the hatchet, which should have been chopped into Sang Jingwan's brain, now stabbed into her brain.

The people around who witnessed all this were even more terrified.

Even the clan leader was frightened by this strange scene, and even the pain of losing his son was eased a little.