Chapter 32 - Crying Bitterly, Hand Cut Off (1/2)

Nan Xun glanced at her cheap father and was worried. She took several big steps towards him to welcome him. “Dad, why did you—?”

Pow.

Before Nan Xun could finish speaking, Zuili Qing Shi slapped her. She was sent flying to the ground with her mouth bleeding and her eyes saw stars.

Nan Xun covered her swollen face, incredulously looked at her cheap father. She shouted at little eight within her heart, “I was so worried that something had happened to him, but he directly slaps me? Come on, is this really Zuili father?”

The void beast replied, “Really.”

The Zuili father pointed at her and shouted angrily, “Evil child, evil child! Father thought you were killed by the Demon King but didn’t think you were in cahoots with that beast. The entire Zuili clan is fighting against the Demon King, but you live comfortably in the Demon King’s palace! If it hadn’t been for Lord Hei Ze who seen you with his own eyes, then father wouldn’t have believed it, you, you…you are the shame of the Zuili family!

The man next to him, dressed in navy-blue said indifferently: “Zuili head, these reprimands can be said later, now it’s time to do important business.”

“Yes, uncle, let’s listen to Lord Hei Ze and do business first. I believe that cousin had a temporary fascination. If she returns properly, she will turn over a new leaf.” Qin Yuexuan said.

Nan Xun listened to the three people’s words and intuitively felt that bad things were about to happen.

She didn’t want to leave here, but in front of these three, she couldn’t resist.

Nan Xun was knocked unconscious by her cheap father and carried away.

Almost at the same moment that the palace’s barrier was breached, the eyes of the four-clawed red-blood snake shrank sharply within the battlefield and the red within his eyes were gleaming. He wanted to return to the palace but was entangled with several stinky dragons and Divine Serpents in front of him. Only when his back was cut by a Qinglong dragon did his bloodthirst overtook his mind. Now, it was a fantasy for him to teleport and leave the battlefield.

Xue Ming was impatient and finally went into an increasingly violent killing spree.

As soon as Nan Xun woke up, she saw several people standing around her: her father, her mother, her beastly cousin, and the Divine Serpent named Hei Ze.

Her mother took her hand and cried. “Xuan’Er, how can you do such a foolish thing? Who is the Demon King? He eats human flesh and drinks blood and had killed several elders in our family ten years ago. How can you be bewitched by him? Did you forget that you are Zuili clan member and the daughter of the Zuili head!?”

Nan Xun knows that her cheap parents have really been hurt by her, but now she felt chilly after listening to this.

Have they ever thought much about her when they sent her to the demon domain? Would they rather have her die with dignity by being buried in the Demon King’s stomach for the sake of righteousness, instead of living well now, was it so wrong?

She believes that she hasn’t done anything wrong with people, but just “love” the Demon King, is this really so unacceptable in this world?

Nan Xun suddenly sneered, looked up at her cheap parents and whispered, “Father, Mother, did you know that the elders poisoned me with voodoo? From the moment I was chosen, I was a chest piece sacrificed for their sake in the name of their so-called righteousness. I was long dead in their eyes before.”

When he heard this, his eyes twinkled and were ashamed. “Xuan’Er, this matter was only known later by father. Although some elders were apologetic for you, they have devoted themselves to the Zuili family for many years. All their decisions were for the sake of the Zuili family, and also for the sake of all lifeforms in the world. It’s difficult for this world to be peaceful unless the Demon King is eliminated.”

Nan Xun smiled slightly and muttered, “So, I should be dead?”

“Don’t talk about it!” Zuili Qing Shi shouted with an iron-blue face.1 You were with the Demon King, disgraced the lintel2, but father would have rather you died from that voodoo poisoning!”

Her mother held her within her arms and cried, “Xuan’Er, don’t talk back to your father, admit your wrongs, Mother begs you.”