However, the tall man didn't even look at her, as if he didn't hear her words at all, and just stared at the portrait on the table.
From Nalan Feixue's angle, she couldn't see the portrait, which made her feel as uncomfortable as if she was being scratched by a cat.
At this moment, she heard another woman's voice: "Didn't you say that there is a villa here where you have lived for many years? Take us to have a look, Miss Hexi."
Hexi? Nalan Hexi? ! !
Nalan Feixue's eyes suddenly widened and her body trembled slightly. It turned out that Nalan Yurong was impersonating Hexi's identity. It turned out that Nalan Hexi was not Nalan Zhengze's biological daughter
However, thinking of He Xi's strange changes in cultivation and his true appearance revealed when he married Nangong Yu, Nalan Feixue already had some vague guesses.
Unexpectedly, after so many years, Nalan Hexi's biological father actually came to find him. Unfortunately, Nalan Hexi had died ten years ago.
Just like Nalan Yurong, Nalan Feixue guessed that He Xi and Xi Yue were the same person when she heard that Nangong Yu was going to marry Xi Yue.
Because Xi Yue gave her mother some warmth before her death, Nalan Feixue no longer hated her. What's more, Xi Yue was already dead now.
But I didn't expect that bitch Nalan Yurong would actually want to impersonate Nalan Hexi's identity and get a chance to rise to prominence.
Humph, does she think I can let her have her wish
She will immediately expose this bitch’s true face and let her experience the feeling of going from heaven to hell!
Thinking of this, the evil energy in Nalan Feixue's body moved, and he was about to jump off the tree.
But suddenly, a cold chill surged up her back and neck.
She felt as if a cold sharp blade was pressed against her neck, and if she moved even the slightest, her entire head would be torn off.
Afterwards, Nalan Feixue heard a low, magnetic and pleasant voice, but such a pleasant voice brought with it a chill that made people shiver all over.
"Good boy, don't move or shout, or your head will be separated from your body."
"You... who are you?" Nalan Feixue asked in a trembling voice.
"Don't worry about who I am. Do you want Nalan Yurong to experience the misery of falling into hell? Do you want to become powerful and torture those who you don't like to the point of making their lives worse than death? Then follow me."
"Where are you going?"
"Of course, we're going to where your dear sister is going... You must be very unhappy to be left behind by her, right? Then follow me, I will make you bigger and stronger, and give you the ability to slaughter all your enemies."
"I...what do I have to give?" Nalan Feixue didn't think that this person would help her for free.
"Of course, you have to sell your soul to the Demon Lord." The voice laughed softly, "From now on, you will be a member of my demon world. You will kill people and gods when you meet them. You will rebel against the world and do whatever you want. You will have the most free and easy life."
When Nalan Feixue listened to this voice, his soul seemed to be bewitched.
Scenes from the past kept appearing before her eyes. She was abandoned by her father and sister, tortured by Zhu Yuanzhang, insulted by beasts, and even her mother, the only person who loved her, left her.
All this is because she is not strong enough.
Now, even the bitch Nalan Yurong is trying to escape from her clutches and live a comfortable life. How can she be willing to accept this? (To be continued)