Become An Ancestor In Immortal Cultivation World

"A strong man came from the Xu family and helped the Xu family win the title of leader of Black Fire Island."

After a pause, Yan Wei showed a playful look on his face: "This person is the same as you, madam, from Qi State in Dongzhou."

"oh?"

Su Sanniang looked curious: "What's that person's name?"

"Yun Tianba."

"Yun Tianba? This name is quite domineering, but I have never heard of it."

Su Sanniang shook her head: "What does this have to do with Master Sha Yan?"

Yan Wei's face was solemn: "I have taken refuge with this person, and I need to give him two greeting gifts."

"What do you mean?" Su Sanniang hesitated.

"This Yan Yiqiang's head is the first meeting gift!"

"What about the second piece?" Su Sanniang looked amused.

Yan Wei grinned: "Of course it's you, madam."

"You green-haired turtle, do you think you're addicted? Hehehe..."

Su Sanniang laughed so hard that her flowers trembled: "Being with Yan Yiqiang is not enough. Do you want me to accompany that Yuntianba?"

Yan Wei didn't care, and the smile on his face became even bigger: "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Madam, please don't be confused."

"It's not impossible that after this man has established a foothold in the palace, the husband will find a way to send the wife up, and then the Foundation Building will be overhauled and taken into the palace."

Su Sanniang was so charming that she gave Yan Wei a look: "I actually married a green turtle like you. I was really blind at the beginning."

"Hey, Madam, what you said is wrong. If you hadn't married me, how would you have had the opportunity to serve Yan Yiqiang? Now you have the opportunity to serve Yuntianba?"

Yan Wei said with a smile: "I know the lady has a big dream in her heart. This small temple of mine cannot accommodate a stunning beauty like you."

"Giggle."

Su Sanniang gave a sweet smile and kicked Yan Wei off the bed: "Get out of here."

Yan Wei was not angry, and still had a smile on his face. He straightened his clothes and stood up from the ground: "Madam, do you agree?"

"Come back to pick me up tomorrow."

"Okay." Yan Wei quickly agreed and left the room quickly.

. . .

night.

Yan Yiqiang opened the door and walked in.

In the room, Su Sanniang was dressing up and applying eye shadow in the mirror. Through the bronze mirror, she saw Yan Sanqiang with a calm expression.

"Will Sanniang leave tomorrow?" Yan Yiqiang walked to the bed and sat down.

Su Sanniang stopped dressing and looked at Yan Yiqiang through the mirror with her beautiful eyes, her expression full of resentment: "Can the slave family not leave?"

Yan Yiqiang's calm expression was moved, and he sighed deeply: "I can't bear to have you leave either."

"Then you still want to drive me away?"

As she spoke, Su Sanniang ducked and sat in Yan Yiqiang's arms, her beautiful eyes filled with tears: "What's wrong with the slave family? Master, tell me, can't the slave family make changes?"

"You are very good, but I am not good..." Yan Yiqiang hugged the beauty in his arms tightly, feeling extremely reluctant to let go.

When Su Sanniang heard this, she hugged Yan Yiqiang's neck and covered her face with tears: "Oooh, why are you so cruel, sir..."

"well."

Yan Yiqiang sighed deeply and patted the beauty in his arms on the back: "Then what else did Yan Wei say?"

"Wuwuwu...he...he asked the slave family..."

"What did he ask you to do?"

Yan Yiqiang slightly pushed the beauty in his arms away, and felt distressed again when he saw the pretty face that was full of tears.

Su Sanniang sobbed: "He...he asked me to take the master's head and kill him!"

"What a thief!"

Yan Yiqiang was furious and stood up suddenly. Su Sanniang was caught off guard and fell to the ground, letting out a cry of pain.

"Hey, my dear, I didn't hurt you when I fell." Yan Yiqiang's expression changed greatly, and he quickly helped the beauty up.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, This little pain is nothing. When I think of leaving the master, my heart hurts like a knife."

As she spoke, Su Sanniang pushed Yan Yiqiang away and hit the wall pillar: "Let the slave family die."

With a muffled sound, Su Sanniang knocked herself unconscious, and her forehead was stained with blood on the wall pillars.

"oops!"

Yan Yiqiang screamed in pain, hurriedly picked up Su Sanniang and put her on the bed, shouting: "Come here! Go to the doctor quickly! Go to the doctor quickly!"

"Bang."

The door was pushed open by two maids. When they heard Yan Yiqiang's words, they all looked stunned and looked at each other at a loss.

‘A monk looking for a doctor? What to see a doctor for? Which doctor should I find? ’

Yan Yiqiang was like a furious lion at this time. He rushed out of the back room and yelled at the bewildered maid: "Don't you understand me? Go find a doctor quickly!"

"Sir...Sir...we are monks, why are we looking for a doctor?"

The maid asked in a weak voice. The master in front of her seemed to have lost his soul and looked a little scary.

"Huh?" Yan Yiqiang looked stunned for a moment, then realized, yes, why are you looking for a doctor?

He subconsciously turned his head and looked towards the back room. At this time, Su Sanniang had sat up from the bed. When he saw her looking at her, she rolled her eyes in a charming way: "You look silly."

Yan Yiqiang was so happy that he immediately swooped forward. This Supreme Grade beauty made him want to stop.

"Does it still hurt? Why are you so impulsive? If you were a mortal, you would have been dead by this collision."

Yan Yiqiang wiped the blood on the beauty's forehead with concern on his face.

"Forget it if you die. I don't want the slave family anyway, so what's the point of living."

Su Sanniang, who was lying on the brocade quilt, had a look of resentment on her face and pushed away Yan Yiqiang's hand: "I want to give away the slave family, and you are just showing off. If you leave, the slave family doesn't want to see you again."

"What a sweetheart, I know I was wrong, so why don't you give it away? I won't give it away." Yan Yiqiang looked at Su Sanniang infatuatedly, with deep affection in his eyes.

Su Sanniang's beautiful eyes lit up, and she stretched out her little finger: "Lagou, it's okay."

"Okay, pull the hook." Yan Yiqiang looked doting on his face.

Looking at Yan Yiqiang's obsessed expression, Su Sanniang smiled coquettishly, lifted up the bed curtain with her bare feet and slowly lowered it.

. . .

"Killing is killing. There are so many dramas. He is really a drama queen."

Yan Wei curled his lips, turned away from the wall and sat at the table. He picked up a cup of tea and drank it in one gulp, suppressing the desire in his heart.

Yan Wei left Su Sanniang's boudoir earlier, feeling a little worried, so he sneaked back again.

Su Sanniang is the Qi Refining Dzogchen. Logically speaking, it should be easy to kill people when doing things, because in this situation, men are at their most vulnerable.

I'm afraid that Yan Yiqiang has some trump cards. If Su Sanniang fails to kill someone, Yan Wei will definitely help him immediately.

Unexpectedly, after eavesdropping, I didn't hear the murder, but heard a big drama.

Yan Wei didn't know much about Su Sanniang, but he only knew that she had a big plot in mind.

I first met Su Sanniang on a small island. She was unconscious on the beach and was rescued by Yan Wei, who was hunting monsters. The two fell in love at first sight and got married within a few days.

After only a hundred days of marriage, Su Sanniang encouraged Yan Wei to betray the weak Xu family. Yan Wei himself was ambitious, and the two hit it off and came to the Yan family, which was at the height of their power.

‘How on earth could this woman confuse Yan Yi into such a state? ’

Yan Wei couldn't understand. In his opinion, Su Sanniang was indeed an irritating beauty, but she wasn't that fascinating.

‘It’s really strange. ’

Yan Wei murmured to himself, glanced at the wall, stood up and walked over.

. . .

"Master, are you asleep?"

Su Sanniang turned sideways and ran her fingers on Yan Yiqiang's chest.

"Don't make trouble, the master is a little tired and needs to rest."

Yan Yiqiang raised his eyes slightly, glanced at the beauty beside him, and then slowly closed them again.

"Master, please don't sleep and chat with me."

Su Sanniang had a look of resentment on her face and pushed the man's chest: "You were still very lively just now."

"Master is too sleepy, stop talking..."

The corner of Su Sanniang's mouth raised slightly, and she gently pulled out the hairpin on her head with her right hand: "Master, if you don't chat with me now, you won't have a chance in the future."

"Well..." Yan Yiqiang responded softly without moving his eyelids.

Su Sanniang slowly raised her arm, the tip of the hairpin in her hand glowed with cold light, and there were traces of black marks on the golden hairpin.

"Master, do you really have nothing to say to me?"

"Um......"

"Then you go die."

As he spoke, the hairpin suddenly pierced Yan Yiqiang's throat.

There was a pop.

The hairpin pierced the throat, leaving only the peony buds at the tail.

After being hit hard suddenly, Yan Yiqiang suddenly opened his eyes. He couldn't move, his body was so weak that he couldn't even lift his arms.

He wanted to shout for help, but his mouth opened, and a large mouthful of blood gushed out, sliding down his cheek, leaving a bright flower on the jade pillow.

"Master, don't worry, it will pass soon. Close your eyes and have a good sleep."

Su Sanniang smiled like a flower and slid her fingers on the man's chest: "Go to sleep. When you fall asleep, it will all be over."

"you you......"

Yan Yiqiang's eyes were fixed on Su Sanniang. He had a lot to say, but the words turned into the sound of blood gushing and refluxing when he reached his mouth.

The hairpin buds in the throat slowly turned blood red and slowly bloomed. A delicate peony flower bloomed on Yan Yiqiang's neck.

"Look at this flower, it's so beautiful."

Su Sanniang touched the peony flower with her fingers, her pretty face full of joy.

"It's a pity that you are just a Qi Refining monk. It would be great if you were a Foundation Building overhaul."

Looking at Yan Yiqiang who was on the verge of death with her beautiful eyes, Su Sanniang sighed quietly and reached out to close her eyes that had become distracted.

"One night of husband and a hundred nights of kindness, Master, don't blame me for being cruel. I can't help myself."

Yan Yiqiang's closed eyes suddenly opened, and his distracted eyes became focused. He stared at Su Sanniang, as if he wanted to remember her firmly.

After three breaths, the energy and energy quickly dissipated, and the eyes also lost their luster.

Su Sanniang looked melancholy and reached out again to close Yan Yiqiang's eyes.

"Master, just go in peace."

"This Law Treasure is called the Bloodthirsty Soul Nail Hairpin. Those who are nailed by this hairpin will lose control of their bodies and can only slowly bleed out and die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Yiqiang's eyes opened again. He stared at Su Sanniang, like an evil ghost who refused to die, and a hoarse voice came from his mouth.

"I'm...waiting...for...you below."

"well."

Su Sanniang sighed and took out the needle and thread from the storage bracelet on her ankle.

The silver needle passed through the eyelids with a blood line, and the eyes that were fixed in death slowly closed under Su Sanniang's dexterous handiwork.