What is the Experience of Getting Married with the Demon Emperor?

Listen to you for small things, and listen to me for big things.

The old Chen family is basically in this state at present.

Chen Anning knew at a glance that Xiao Nianqing was trying to be brave. With her current state, it was impossible for her to persist for so long. An hour was almost the limit.

Duan Jianxue's safety is of course important, but if Xiao Nianqing is also compensated for this, then it is really a loss to his wife and a loss of soldiers.

In the next period of time, Yu Yanyan concentrated on repairing the meridians, while Chen Anning watched from the side to avoid accidents.

Until Xiao Nianqing suddenly said: "Someone is here."

"Who?" Chen Anning asked cautiously.

Xiao Nianqing said with a little disgust: "That old man from Daojian Mountain."

"I'll go see him." Chen Anning immediately made a decision: "The first assistant, I leave this to you."

"Understood." Yu Yanyan nodded, her gaze never leaving Duan Jianxue's body.

After confirming again that Yu Yanyan did not miss out, Chen Anning pushed open the door of the back room and walked into the hall.

The back room is not a good place to discuss. They need to concentrate on performing the operation. Excessive chatting will make them unable to concentrate, which will lead to surgical mistakes.

After arriving at the hall, Chen Anning found that the old sword master was already waiting for him there.

"I have seen the old sword master." Chen Anning bowed his head politely.

He Junjian naturally responded politely, then raised his head, and asked with a little worry: "Duan girl... is she okay now?"

Chen Anning looked back at the door of the inner house, then turned back, and said to He Junjian: "Please worry about the old sword master, the current state... is not good or bad. According to this trend, we should be able to survive this disaster."

——Although there will be a hell of a disaster in the future, Chen Anning wants to scold someone when she thinks of this.

For a young girl in her prime, it's okay to have a bad life, and she even got involved in the blood sacrifice of the ancient soul.

He Junjian probably sensed Chen Anning's emotional change. He sighed, and immediately said apologetically, "Dr. Chen, I'm very sorry... We didn't find the blood sacrifice you mentioned underground."

"No?" Chen Anning was surprised when he heard this.

According to the previous analysis and judgment, the Ancient Soul Blood Sacrifice is most likely hidden underground in Baihua City.

Chen Anning was silent for a few moments, and then asked again: "Could it be because that thing is alive and actually keeps moving, that's why I couldn't find it?"

"We searched the entire Baihua City underground." He Junjian explained: "We even found the underground headquarters of your Wanmo Liyuan...but we didn't find the so-called blood sacrifice."

"Perhaps the blood sacrifice was not hidden underground, and if the blood sacrifice was a living thing... it might have been hidden in Baihua City."

Hiding inside Hundred Flowers City?

Is this courage a bit too big?

But thinking about it carefully, if the living Ancient Soul Blood Sacrifice itself was inside Baihua City, it seemed to be able to explain a lot of things.

Besides, it was considered dark under the lights, and the most dangerous place was also the safest place.

With all kinds of doubts in mind, Chen Anning looked up at the old sword master: "I understand, the search for the Ancient Soul Blood Sacrifice will be left to everyone in Daojian Mountain."

The old sword master didn't refuse when he heard the words, just nodded, but his gaze bypassed Chen Anning, looking at the closed door of the back room: "Is it true that he...is he also inside?"

Chen Anning nodded: "Of course they are."

"That's good." The old sword master nodded with satisfaction: "It seems that the child hasn't lost his heart yet."

Chen Anning looked at the old sword master, he always wanted to ask him a question.

Now is the best opportunity.

"Old Sword Master." Chen Anning's eyes were unprecedentedly serious: "Did you know that the fate of these two people is related?"

Hear this.

He Junjian fell silent suddenly.

Facing Chen Anning's inquiry, He Junjian's slightly aged face was full of emotion and helplessness.

"Doctor Chen...is as sharp as ever."

"So you really know the fate between them."

"I know." He Junjian nodded: "From the moment they entered the mountain gate, this old man already knew their fate...Although our Daojian Mountain is not as specialized in calculation as Guigu, but this old man has also studied some destiny. "

Having said that, He Junjian smiled wryly and shook his head.

"It's ridiculous to say that the old man thought that he could not break through to the Holy Ancestor Realm because of his lack of destiny, so he went to study for destiny. It was not until the end that he realized that it was not because of lack of destiny, but because of his inner demons. He had made too many mistakes in the past. So that it is impossible to reach the realm of the holy ancestor."

"That girl's fate is very special, very special..."

Chen Anning said: "The fate of the Wrathful Rakshasa is indeed special."

"No, this is not what the old man said."

Chen Anning's eyes showed confusion: "Please ask the old sword master to clarify."

He Junjian looked at the closed door of the back room again, and said calmly: "That girl...is not the destiny of the Wrathful Rakshasa."

"originally?"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Anning smelled a secret.

He Junjian continued: "From the old man's point of view, this girl must not have been born with the fate of the Sky Wrath Rakshasa. Her cultivation talent is rarely matched by anyone in the entire Tianxuan Continent, and she may even have extremely special abilities."

"But a certain person or a certain existence... gave her the evil fate of the Sky Wrath Rakshasa...."

That is to say-

Duan Jianxue was not destined to be a Rakshasa at birth.

It's just that someone imposed the Sky Wrath Raksha on Duan Jianxue. This process was like a curse, and Duan Jianxue was forced to the current situation.

Chen Anning suddenly came to his senses. He was still thinking that the child the Holy Majesty was looking for was clearly talented. If Duan Jianxue was born as a Rakshasa of Wrath of Heaven, then the displayed talent would not be that high.

But if this fate was added later, then everything would make sense.

Chen Anning asked again: "Who did it? Can fate be imposed on others?"

"It's probably a hidden power." He Junjian shook his head: "I haven't heard of such a person, maybe the ghost valley owner who disappeared for a long time can do it, but if it is him, why is he doing so?" Do... the old man doesn't know at all."

"Perhaps you can ask the military adviser."

"Auntie?"

"She might have clues."

After saying these words, the old sword master turned and left silently.

"That's all I can say, Dr. Chen...I wish you all the best."

The old sword master left.

There are a bunch of clues left.

Someone imposed his fate on Duan Jianxue, and this also proved that Duan Jianxue was the daughter of the Holy Majesty who was abandoned in that snowstorm.

Who did this, and why did it...

Is it because Duan Jianxue's talent is too strong, will she threaten him?

Not sure, not sure at all.

Chen Anning felt that his head was in a mess, and when he turned around, he found that the door of the back room had been opened.

Yu Yanyan took off her mask silently, and stood in front of Chen Anning with a serious expression.

Looking at such a solemn expression, Chen Anning was a little dazed for a moment.

"Could it be..."

Yu Yanyan took a deep breath, and then suddenly smiled.

"She made it through."

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After eating, if the condition is good, there may be a third update!

(I plan to quickly finish writing this coherent plot in the next few days. There should be about two updates every day, so please don’t rush~)

379. Tomb Sweeping (4000 words)

It is rain.

Annoying rainy day.

Today is the anniversary of Concubine Ronghua's death, but there are already two figures holding umbrellas in front of the cold tomb.

Judging from the past, the anniversary of Concubine Ronghua's death was rarely visited by people.

After all, she was just a concubine who died of depression after being thrown into the cold palace. If you look at the huge imperial city, you can pick a dozen or so at random.

No one will remember a concubine who has been dead for many years and has no special status.

Except for the two children she gave birth to before she died.

Liu Lan held an umbrella and stood in front of her mother's tomb with an unusually cold expression.

This is not known how many years she has come to pay homage to her mother, and even the words on the tombstone have been washed out and blurred, and after a while, someone will have to come over and write it again.

The weeds growing around also need to be cleared, otherwise the mother's tomb will look too desolate.

When she was thrown into the limbo during her lifetime, she was in a state of desperation, and if she was like this after her death, it would be too depressing.

Thinking so much, Liu Lan heard the voice of the person next to her.

"When is he coming?"

Liu Lan knew who he was talking about, so she replied, "I'll be there soon."

"He really said he was coming?"

"real."

"...He has never been here before, and he has never visited his mother's grave."

Liu Jun's face was also like this sudden rain, cold and gloomy.

Although the pilgrimage is a respected and respected emperor, Liu Jun and others are extremely dissatisfied with his treatment of feelings.