Chapter 3 Rebirth with Hate
After regaining consciousness, Feng Lingyue struggled to raise her eyelids and looked at them angrily after listening to their conversation. With all her strength, she cursed angrily, "Scum!"

Hearing her scolding, the gloom in Di Yunxuan's eyes became even worse, and he said coldly to his subordinates: "Why are you still standing? Do you want me to do it myself!"

The guard standing next to him turned pale when he heard it, and didn't dare to delay, immediately pulled out a wire from the armor and walked towards Feng Lingyue...

"what!"

Heart-piercing screams echoed in the valley, extremely shrill and creepy.

In the early spring of Xiye Dynasty Huijing 38, Feng Lingyue, the first princess of Xiye Dynasty, was sentenced to be burned for murdering her father and mother in order to usurp the throne.

The execution ground was crowded with people who supported the former emperor. After hearing the priest read Feng Lingyue's crimes, they were all furious, cursing and criticizing Feng Lingyue who was tied to the firewood, and spitting at her. Throw rotten eggs and stones, spit on her everything.

Feng Lingyue's heart was comparable to Ling Chi at the moment, but her words were difficult to distinguish, and she had nowhere to vent her grievances, so she could only stare at Di Yunxuan and Feng Xiyue on the tower.

Seeing Feng Lingyue's resentful eyes, Feng Xiyue smiled sinisterly, turned to Di Yunxuan and said, "Brother Xuan's time has come."

After hearing this, Di Yunxuan glanced at the guards around him. The guards immediately understood and announced loudly: "The time has come for the execution!"

The people below got the order and immediately started beating the drums. The priests of the imperial court danced to worship the sky, and dozens of warriors lit the torches in their hands and threw them at Feng Lingyue.

In an instant, the sky was full of smoke and flames, and Feng Lingyue closed her eyes resentfully in the thick smoke and hot flames.

Di Yunxuan, Feng Xiyue, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely smash your corpses into thousands of pieces and throw your bones into ashes!

"Boom!"

There was a thunderstorm, and the raindrops fell like beans.

It’s so cold!

Feng Lingyue opened her eyes in a daze.

What came into my eyes was the dark sky, and streaks of red golden thunder and lightning.

She was a little confused and was about to sit up, but found that she had no strength at all, and her hands and feet couldn't be controlled at all.

She rolled her eyes and looked around, only to realize that she was actually placed in a bamboo cage on a river beach.

What's going on, isn't she dead?

Where is this place, who put her in such a weird bamboo cage?

"Well!"

Just when her thoughts were flying wildly, her head suddenly started to hurt violently, and some chaotic sounds and pictures continued to hit her, making her dizzy.

"She was abandoned by the gods. Only by offering her a sacrifice can the wrath of the gods be appeased!"

"Master, the old lady is dying because of her, you should make a decision early!"

"Master, for the peace and future of the Yu family, she must die!"

"Daddy, Qianlang doesn't like her!"

"Only the water in the holy river can wash away the sins all over her body, let the God of Valor forgive Yu's family, throw her down, throw her down..."

Intermittent images flashed by, all images of being bullied, accused and rejected, Feng Lingyue's memory underwent a major reorganization.

She was indeed dead, but she was reborn for some unknown reason.

Two sacrificial offerings, one with fire and one with water, she died by fire, but the extra memory was water torture.

Now 38 years have passed since Xiye Huijing's 20 years, and now the name is Zhaosheng, and the current masters of the Xiye Dynasty are her big enemies - Di Yunxuan and Feng Xiyue!

One of them proclaimed himself Zhaosheng Emperor, and the other called himself Empress Deshu. They have traveled all over the world for 20 years, and their cultivation has reached the peak. God-like devotion and awe.

Hmph, Zhaosheng, Shude?
These two scumbags actually gave themselves such an ironic title!
Where is the saint, where is the virtue!

It's just two wolf-hearted things!

The youngest Martial Emperor Realm Empress, right?

I swear, from now on, I will be your nightmare, what you owe me, I need you to repay a thousand times!
Maybe it was too excited, Feng Lingyue's head hurt again, and she closed her eyes in pain.

The memory continues to fill.

The place where she is now is a second-class country among the hundreds of vassal countries of her Western Ye Dynasty——Yunyang County.

Her current identity is Yu Qianjue, the daughter of the Great General of Yunyang County.

Under the empire is the Hou State, and under the Hou State are divided into first, second, and third-class prefectures.

She knew about this Yu family, it used to be a prominent family in Xiye hundreds of years ago.

Not only have there been warriors with strong fighting spirits in the clan, but there have also been summoners with legendary phoenix-haired water chestnuts. It is a pity that now the talents are withered and not as good as one generation after another, and they are living in such a small place as Yunyang County.

Although the Yu family is not as good as the previous generation, but this Yu Qianjue is a strange person, holding a piece of black jade in his hand since he was born, and there is an imprint of a martial god with an indiscernible level on the jade.

You know, most people want to get the Martial God's inheritance mark, but they have to wait until they are seven years old to participate in the Martial God Priest Ceremony. She brought it at birth. Although it is not the mark of awakening, it is still a great event.

(End of this chapter)

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