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But these were all deliberately ignored by her.

In other words, she didn't want to face the numerous crimes committed by herself and others.

In her mouth, there were only cordial calls and serious confessions, not only would she want to be a niece and daughter-in-law, but she would also have a surname and recognize Yang Lu as her father.

Watching this scene for the first time, people felt only Xiaoyu's remorse.

Even a little relieved.

Finally, Xiaoyu is kinder, and now he has regretted everything.

But soon, this thought completely disappeared.

In the next few days, the servants still dealt with it nonchalantly, feeding Yang Po porridge.

As a result, Xiaoyu really came this day.

He came to this woodshed where no one was willing to take a second look except the servants.

In the firewood room, two servants were pouring porridge every day, Xiaoyu let them go out indifferently, and brought a bowl over by herself.

Xiaoyu buried her head in the quilt on the bed as if trying to escape, trying not to listen to her own voice.

"Xiaoyu, you... what do you want to do!"

In the formation, someone asked in a panic.

Xiaoyu didn't notice it at all. In her mind, there was only the fragrance of porridge that she would never forget in her life.

"What did this do?"

"She brought a bowl of porridge, is she going to feed Yang Po herself?"

"It's better than being fed raw porridge."

"No, if it's feeding, why did she escape?"

"Yeah, something must have happened!"

The heavens and the world looked at Xiaoyu who buried her head in the quilt like a turtle in the photo, and they all guessed.

In the firewood room, the aroma of porridge wafted out.

Although people from all heavens and myriad realms couldn't smell it, they could see the heat gradually rising from the bowl of porridge in Xiaoyu's hand.

"It's okay, knowing how to heat it is a bit of a conscience."

"Well, then Yang Zai can have a hot meal."

"For a patient with all internal organs damaged, hot food is more important than anything else."

"Xiaoyu is finally..."

The barrage appraised with satisfaction, appreciating Xiaoyu's behavior very much.

But not long after the barrage was sent out, it stopped abruptly.

Because in the photo, Xiaoyu is still holding the bowl in his hand.

With the magic power of thousands of years of practice, it is easy to heat a bowl of porridge, and it only needs a thought to make it hot.

But what about after it gets hot?Shouldn't it be fed to Yang Po?

But in Xiaoyu's hands, the mana is still running.

The porridge in the bowl became hotter and hotter, the heat turned into boiling air, and a bowl of hot porridge began to "cuckoo" and bubble.

She was not heating the porridge, but making the bowl of porridge very hot.

"she……"

"Don't! Don't be like that!"

"That's just like your father!"

Seeing her actions, the heavens and the world had already guessed what might happen next, and their hearts were in their throats.

No luck.

Holding the hot bowl separated by magic power, Xiaoyu slowly walked in front of Yang Po.

She stretched out her other white hand, pinched the jaw of the patient in front of her, and put his head in a humiliating position, making him raise his head and open his mouth, unable to move.

Then, he raised the bowl in his hand, and moved the boiling hot porridge closer, closer...

Xiaoyu in the mirror, looking at her almost cruel and heartless actions, her expression has froze, and there are only tears in her eyes.

The hot porridge was poured into the throat, and the intense coughing and panting filled the chest cavity.

The sudden burning caused the conditioned reflex of the paralyzed body to tremble and twitch. In the eyes of the porridge girl, it was as if she saw a wonderful dance and smiled happily.

Xiaoyu looked at Zeng Jin in front of her, and grabbed her throat with her hands, as if she could feel the burning heat in her throat.

If possible, she would rather be the one who suffers, but in the end, there is nothing she can do.

Nightmares don't end there.

The girl in the mirror was like a playful child. After filling half a bowl of porridge, she would raise her hand to press Yang Po's mouth and nose, making it difficult for him to breathe, and forced him to swallow the scalding hot porridge.

The strong suffocation and dull pain made him swallow the porridge desperately, and in a flash, the boiling hot porridge entered the trachea, causing even sharper pain.

Xiaoyu, who was holding the bowl, seemed to be the master of the place, looking down at Yang Chi who was paralyzed and couldn't even make a painful expression, so he could only bear it silently, and said with a slight smile, "Are you choking? Don't worry, don't worry." , I will slowly, slowly feed you all..."

As he spoke, the mana in his hand condensed again, and the slightly cooled porridge became boiling hot again.

The boiling porridge was poured into the mouth, crossed the tongue, covered the scalded blisters from the first pour, blocked the throat, and was rushed back by the violent panting, choking the airway and lungs.

The convulsions of panting spread from the neck to the palms, and the girl looked happy.

"Is it fragrant? The aroma of this porridge makes me hungry. It's so much better than soup and medicine..."

The girl smiled mischievously, pouring it very seriously, for fear of missing a drop.

Just like that, one mouthful, one mouthful...

In the pictures of the heavens and the world, the barrage was quiet.

Silence is the most shocking and unbelievable feeling in the hearts of countless people.

This kind of thing, is that innocent and kind-hearted little fox really able to do it?

Back when Hu Mei and Wu Ge gave birth to the little fox, they lived and died under Sun Wukong's baton. Yang Chi took the girl back and raised him as if he was his own.

He even separated from his wife because of this girl.

Years later, the nephew met the grown-up girl, shared joys and sorrows all the way, and finally fell in love.

As an uncle, Yang Po prevented Chen Xiang from saving his mother, the fourth princess from helping, and even prevented Chen Xiang from revising the rules of heaven, but he never stopped the relationship between the two children.

What is ushered in now is such a reward?

"Beast!"

In Zhu Tian's photo, I don't know who scolded the first sentence.

"It's a beast with a human face and a beast's heart! Snakes and scorpions are nothing more than that!"

"Vicious witch, you should be killed!"

"Fuck! How dare he!"

"Would you be ashamed to vent the evil in your heart to a paralyzed person!"

"This is your half father, how can you do it!"

"This kind of torture is beyond conscience!"

More and more curses continued.

"Is that human being?"

"I don't know if it's human, anyway, people can't do this kind of thing."

"Did you use mana for this kind of thing?"

"This smile is even more sinister than the evil spirits in hell."

"Recalling how Yang Chi raised her when she was a child, I feel worthless for Yang Chi."

"This is no longer a white-eyed wolf, this is a real dog, doesn't she feel distressed at all?

"Even if you are dealing with stray dogs on the street, you can't do such a cruel thing?"

"This kind of torture is beyond conscience!"

People from all over the world, looking at Xiaoyu's actions in the photo at this moment, felt chills down their backs.

How terrifying is it that a girl who loved her since she was a child treats herself like this when she grows up, and even laughs when she does such a heartless thing?The countless strangers from the heavens and the world couldn't stand it, let alone the people in the mirror, and the people who knew Xiaoyu from the heavens and the world.

At this moment, they were even more shocked.

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In the world of Baolian Lantern, Yang Fushang was peaceful.

All the guests present looked at Chen Xiang's side.

Sitting there is Xiaoyu, who is exactly the same as the girl who bullied Yang Po in Zhu Tian's photo.

At this moment, people's expressions were different, when they looked at this Chen Xiang's future wife, they all felt a trace of fear in their hearts?

No one expected that this seemingly kind and weak girl had such a vicious heart.

Facing everyone's eyes, Xiaoyu lowered her head.

Even though it was not the same world, and the girl who tortured her uncle in the picture was not herself, but seeing such a thing happen with her own eyes, she still felt guilty for no reason.

The girl in the photo looks exactly like himself.

Chen Xiang saw that Xiaoyu was depressed, and comforted her softly: "Don't worry about it, that's not you, you wouldn't do such a thing, right?"

"Mm...hm." Xiaoyu responded with a voice like a mosquito, but was not as sure as Chen Xiang.

Xiaoyu in the photo looks exactly like herself at first glance, regardless of appearance or personality.

But she has done such things, if this world develops like in the photo, would she really not do such things?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little lost.

"My lord, this kind of thing won't happen?"

Another person spoke, but it was Chang'e who had not spoken.

She was also comforting Xiaoyu, telling her that such a thing could not happen, so naturally she didn't say whether to do it or not.

"It really won't happen, and even if it happened, the result will not be like this." Yang Zai saw Chang'e's intentions, nodded in response, and then said: "The world is different, and you don't have to put this matter in reality. .”

He said this to the guests present, and the pictures in the photo are what happened in another world, so there is no need to reflect this on Third Sister Xiaoyu and the others.

In different worlds, no matter how similar people look, their personalities will change due to different encounters.

Others don't understand, but Yang Po is very sure.

Xiaoyu is kind by nature, and she can't do such a thing at all.

Even if her past efforts are not exposed, Xiaoyu will not hold grudges because of it.

"What Zhenjun said is that only the beasts in that world can do this kind of thing."

"Second Master has always raised Xiaoyu as his daughter, how could such a thing happen."

"It's just an irrelevant world."

"That's right, Xiaoyu, you don't have to care about it."

After Yang Po, other people also spoke up one after another, echoing Yang Po's statement.

Nezha, the Meishan brothers and others who were familiar with Xiaoyu spoke comforting words.

Listening to these words, the gloom in Xiaoyu's heart gradually dissipated.

She managed to raise her head, instead of looking at the photo, she looked at Yang Po and said, "Uncle, even if I die, I won't treat you like this."

"Mianzuo knows." It was the first time for Yang Po to hear this title, and at the same time he was delighted, and at the same time showed a kind smile.

After receiving such a response, Xiaoyu's guilty face became better.

"You must be filial to uncle in the future."