The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

Seeing the faint fire, Zi Yan felt jealousy rise sharply. Although her cultivation base was almost at the second level, much stronger than Zi Ling, but Zi Ling practiced it at the age of eight, while she was only ten years old. After reaching the first level, with time, Ziling might be stronger than her.

"Hurry up!" Zi Yan shouted loudly as she thought about it more and more.

"Third sister, are you really going to burn it?" Zi Ling asked with some fear.

She just succeeded in cultivating Yanhuo. Although she is only at the first level, she is already very enviable. She wanted to show it off, but Dongfang Ziyan insisted on her showing it with a real person.

"Nonsense! Hurry up! How do I know if your fire is fierce?!" Zi Yan said angrily.

"Third sister, no, don't burn your face, you will be discovered by your father, just burn her hands." Ziling said weakly, Dongfang Ziyan was born by the aunt and the eldest daughter, and their concubines Everything in the room has to listen to Dongfang Ziyan.

"Sixth sister, are you afraid?" Ziying sneered, but she was very angry in her heart.

She is already 11 years old, three years older than Ziling, but Ziling has already cultivated to the first level, and she doesn't even have a shadow.

"Who said I'm afraid?!" Zi Ling straightened her back, eight years old is eight years old, the heart of a child.

"Then burn it. Anyway, Dongfang Zihan is a waste. The pharmacist said that she can't practice illusion, and she is a little bitch who was born to a lowly maid. Daddy never came to see her, and no one knew that we killed her. "Zi Yan glanced at Dongfang Zihan who was curled up in the corner with disgust.

Zihan's emaciated body curled up into a ball, her head leaned against the cold corner, lifeless, her eyes had already dimmed.

She has been working hard to live, and every time she sees the Third Highness, she begs to look at him. She really wants to call the Third Highness Brother, and beg him to take her out of here.

But now she no longer prays, she has no relatives, only mother, suddenly, she really really misses mother.

The weak flame gradually approached Dongfang Zihan, but she didn't know it, her gray eyes were blurred, she couldn't hear or see clearly.

"Hehe, burn it down, hurry up." Zi Yan urged excitedly, only if Dongfang Zihan turned ugly, the Third Highness would definitely withdraw the engagement, and she would get the Third Highness at that time.

Dongfang Ziying sneered in her heart, Zi Yan, an idiot, might be able to take advantage of her, because everyone could tell that His Highness the Third Highness had no interest in Dongfang's daughter.

Moreover, Zi Han is only eight years old, and his mind is just a fool of four or five years old. He doesn't know what love is at all. He just treats the Third Highness as a lifesaver. Zi Yan's actions are simply superfluous, and she even seeks her own death.

"Ah..." A horrified child's voice came from his throat.

His thin body tensed and twitched, and his dark pupils couldn't reflect any color.

"Don't let her scream!" Zi Yan shouted, and hurried over to cover Zi Han's mouth tightly.

"Third, third sister..." Ziling started to get scared, half of Zihan's face was red and swollen, bleeding, and a little nauseated.

"Burning it down quickly! It's just a little bit, it will be fine within three days." Zi Yan snorted coldly, and said warningly: "If you don't do it, I will have to burn you with thunderbolt fire."

"No, don't, I'll burn it." Ziling turned pale with fright, and shook her hand, the beam of flames fiercely opened its teeth and claws on Zihan's face, the burning blood made a sizzling sound, and it was scorched black.

Her thin body stopped twitching, her hands were hanging down weakly, her eyes were slowly closed, and she couldn't feel any pain. She saw the mother on the cloud waving to her, and she ran over happily...