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Xiwu Country, end of dungeon.

The thick smell of blood and the rotten stench made people want to vomit. A woman with blood all over her body was tied to the finger sized meteoric iron chain, her head was lowered and she didn't have a single piece of good meat on her body. Huge rats and reptiles passed by on her feet, and from time to time, mice would come up and bite her body.

With a creaking sound, the iron gate of the cell was pushed open, scaring away the rats and reptiles.

When the woman heard the sound, she slowly raised her head. Her face was really scary. Her face was covered in blood, and her skin and flesh had turned outwards. One could barely make out her bones.

She glanced at Helian Lin, who was being heavily protected, as he walked towards her.

Who would have thought that on the day of the grand marriage, she would be replaced by her direct sister Feng Qingyu. From then on, she was imprisoned in the dungeon to receive extreme punishment, repeatedly saying that she shouldn't put up a last-ditch effort, but he didn't know what exactly she had resisted so stubbornly against.

Ever since she entered the dungeon, she had no idea what was going on. Did she know what was the difference? It was nothing more than an endless humiliation.

Seeing her miserable state, a chuckle suddenly came from behind Helian Lin. It was Feng Qingyu's voice. Feng Yaohua suddenly raised her head and looked over with wide eyes.

"Yaohua, you're about to die, yet you still refuse to come to terms with it. Are you vowing to protect the treasure map for the Hua Family? You, are really as naive as your maternal grandfather. Even after forcing thousands of confessions with his Hua Family, your mouth is still as tough as yours. " Feng Qingyu's voice was like a clap of thunder.

It turned out that everything was because of the treasure map, which was only mentioned in the rumors.

Feng Yaohua spoke, her voice hoarse and low, yet it made people suddenly feel a strong sense of fear. "So it's because of the treasure map, the thousand lives in the Hua Family were actually inferior to the legendary treasure map, how laughable. You all have done all sorts of malicious things, are you not afraid of the Hua Family people turning into wraiths and taking their lives? "

"Become a ghost? I think it's just a dream? It's too much of a waste for you to die just like that. There are a lot of rats in this dungeon, and I think they all love your body so much that you won't even have a drop of blood left. " Feng Qingyu shuddered for no reason and silently took a step back. She then burst into unbridled laughter to conceal the fear in her heart.

"Stop nagging, this place is too smelly. Hurry up and make your move." His eyes were no longer filled with the fake love and love he had for Feng Yaohua. They were all filled with greed and ruthlessness. After he finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Feng Qingyu laughed brazenly as the exquisite dagger stabbed into Feng Yaohua's chest.

Feng Qingyu, Helian Lin, even if I become a ghost, I won't let you off.

Twenty-eight years of longevity, stinging.

Xiwu Country, Censor's manor, Soaring Cloud Courtyard.

It had already been a few days since Feng Yaohua had recovered from her serious illness. It was still hard for her to believe it.

Did the heavens hear her prayer that she would live again — come back for revenge?

Just as he was deep in thought, the door was pushed open with a creak. maidservant, who was carrying a broken bowl, walked in.

"Hurry up and eat. Truly unlucky. You lost again after playing cards. Who else would serve a jinx like you?" maidservant snapped impatiently while yawning.

Feng Yaohua didn't even move.

"What's wrong with you, you bastard? It's easy to not eat it, but you have to be fed, right? "

Feng Xue didn't get a reply. She was instantly angered. While grumbling about her bad luck, she quickly walked over with the broken bowl in her hand.

She was used to rough work and had some brute strength. She grabbed Feng Yaohua's hair and poured the porridge in the bowl onto Feng Yaohua's face, "A lowly person like a mouse is fit to call you Miss. Quickly finish your food, I'll go and flip the books …" "Aaaah!"

Miserable screams broke the tranquility of the courtyard. Feng Yaohua held Feng Xue's hand that was tugging at her hair, and with a violent twist, Feng Xue's arm was dislocated with a cracking sound.

Feng Xue's forehead was covered in cold sweat. Wasn't this Fifth Miss dying of an illness? It could actually catch her off guard and cause her to be twisted into a dislocated position.

Feng Yaohua stood up. In her previous life, her body had been touched by someone, causing her to be entangled in a sickbed until all the male members of the Feng family died in battle. Only when no one was available did her poison be detoxified and sent to the battlefield.

In the past few days after her rebirth, she had relied on the Hua Family from her previous life to train her body, allowing her body to recover some strength.

Looking at Feng Yaohua's calm eyes, Feng Xue was fearless, "I'm warning you, quickly let go of me. How dare you fight me? "You've only succeeded once. Do you really think I'll be afraid of you, trash? If you don't kneel down and beg me, I won't forgive you …"

Before she could finish her sentence, Feng Xue screamed again. She knelt on the ground with great difficulty, her right calf having been dislocated.

"Call me mother?" You think you're worthy? " Feng Xue's hoarse voice rang out. How could she not understand what disease Fifth Miss was? Not only was she not weak at all, her ruthlessness had even reached the core of the Feng Family.

"Mom, Mom." She was very sensible and tried to force a smile to please him.

"It's best if you don't have any ulterior motives, otherwise it will not be as simple as dislocating yourself." Feng Yaohua stood up and walked out.

Feng Xue took back her arms and legs and hobbled to the side, flattering her, "Fifth Miss, where are you going? Please don't hesitate to say that it's my honor to serve you."

A venomous gaze shot over from behind, seeming to want to burn Feng Yaohua and pierce her through. However, Feng Yaohua simply pretended not to see it.

If she wanted a servant like Feng Xue to submit to her, she would need more time. Moreover, this kind of servant was useless in accepting her, it was only to make an example out of a chicken by taking care of her. She already knew that Feng Xue was the person Feng Qingyu had sent to her side.

As the sky was still dark, Feng Yaohua ignored the porridge on her clothes and went straight to the parlour door of Old Madam Feng's courtyard. Hearing Old Madam Feng's laughter coming from the parlour, she shouted, "Grandmother, welcome."

Old Madam Feng was chatting and laughing with a handsome, fairy-like man. Upon hearing his voice, he hurriedly called her in to meet a guest.

Seeing the dirt on her body, Old Madam Feng frowned in displeasure.

"In reply to Grandmother, Yaohua didn't mean to be so dirty as to embarrass Grandmother. It's just that maidservant accidentally spilled porridge on Yaohua. Yaohua was afraid that she would miss the proper time and worry Grandmother, so she hurried over. She wanted to change clothes first."

Feng Xue, who was following behind him, rolled her eyes and hurriedly helped Feng Yaohua apply some ointment. "It was my fault. Your servant …" As she spoke, she deliberately exposed her wrist, allowing others to see the swelling and redness of her wrist.

Old Madam Feng's face was filled with displeasure and she was about to flare up, but she didn't expect that the male exiled immortal gave a light laugh: "This girl Hao has such a profound strength appearance."

Old Madam Feng hurriedly smiled apologetically as she praised Feng Yaohua.

"Yaohua is very ill," she said. "Grandmother, please give her medicine."