Rebirth of the peerless witch: Abandoned concubine comes

The moonlight is like frost, and a thin layer covers the night.

The sleepy girl in the woodshed moved her fingers slightly and finally slowly opened her eyes.

Is it really reborn? Struggling in the dark for too long, the moonlight seems too bright. She covered the moonlight with her hands and slowly adapted to the world in front of her. The brain is full of scenes before death:

When the man turned and left, despair swept through his body overnight. Where he could not see, Ding Yuran ordered someone to cut her face with a knife and cut off her limbs as far as the middle of the altar. It was a magic that could not be transcended. She knew that since then, the soul had wandered away and could not enter the six samsaras. She was always in darkness, unknown and immortal, neither alive nor dead.

do you have any pain? She tried to roar, hoping that he could hear, with a trace of nostalgia and pity.

Does it hurt? In any case, there is only darkness.

Hate it? The person you love most, let others push you to the abyss.

Regret? The most trusted person manipulates the most vicious skills and never lets go of a ghost.

In this life, let me give it back to you. Give back every penny and thread! Her beautiful eyes slowly opened and looked up at the moon in the sky. Ding Yuran, I definitely want you to taste the pain of your incomplete body! Chu Sheng, if you abandon me for the sake of the country, I will take the country you most want!

The night was quiet, and the cool wind blew in the woodshed. The girl with thin clothes curled up in a corner, and her eyes were filled with indelible hatred.

She looked down at her emaciated body, closed her eyes, made a calculation, and sighed a little inaudibly - the owner of the body was also a poor man. So, he cut a strand of long hair, and then bit his finger to write several characters on the torn corner of his clothes, and lit them together.

Finally, she threw the burnt ashes into the air: "After drinking Mengpo soup, you will be reincarnated into a good family in the next life; I will redeem the humiliation of this life for you!"

Where people could not see, there was a faint shadow, showing a slight smile, and finally disappeared at the end of the night sky. That is the real Lin Jiaochen, the original owner of the Chaifang girl's body.

The night passed quickly, but Lin Jiaochen felt painful and long. The memory of "previous life" is clearer than the days when the soul is trapped, like sharp knives stabbing into the heart.

She is too eager for sunshine. Only sunshine can really prove that she is alive again.

Finally, the first ray of sunshine crept across the sky and spread. Lin Jiaochen slowly opened her eyes, which sparkled with an elusive brilliance.

"Go and drag that little bitch out!" A harsh voice came from outside the door.

The door of the firewood room was kicked open, and two servants came to Lin Jiaochen angrily.

"I'll go by myself!" Lin Jiaochen stood up, tidied up his clothes and walked out slowly. The two servants seemed to have seen her before, but they listened in silence and followed her obediently.

"Little bitch!" An elderly woman raised her hand and called at her. "Get down on your knees for the Second Lady!"

Lin Jiaochen raised her hand to stop her, and secretly used some strength to force the old woman back two steps.

"I want to see the master." She looked at the second lady in beautiful clothes in front of her and said every word.

The second lady's charming and enchanting face crawled a trace of disdain. After winking at the people nearby, someone came to Lin Jiaochen with a board rope.

"I want to see the master." Lin Jiaochen just looked at the second lady and repeated.

Somehow, the Second Lady's eyes stagnated and she acquiesced. However, no one noticed the emptiness in her eyes at that moment, as if her soul had been evacuated to control her consciousness.

When Lin Jiaochen came to the door of the master's study, she seemed to wake up suddenly

At this time, the door has been opened.

The master came out, frowning unhappily. Looking at Lin Jiaochen, who was standing in front of the door dirty and stained with blood, she said in disgust: "It's to be pleased by Lin Er. If you don't comply, you should get married. Don't dirty the house."

"Master, please give me some time to persuade her. The fortune teller said that Lin'er could only be saved by Miss Lin's eight words! Lin'er is my lifeblood!" A rather haggard old lady came hurriedly with her son, pleading.

The child looked twelve or thirteen years old, but looked like a child. Holding a piece of sugar in his hand, he licked it from time to time and smiled foolishly.

"Sugar, sugar! Eat sugar... sugar!"

Lin Jiaochen looked at the young man, then looked back at the charming and beautiful second lady, showing a slightly sly smile.

The second lady was shocked. Did she know something? On second thought, it was done perfectly. The little girl was sold by her mother and brother, and she was helpless. Even if she knew something, what could she do?

So, he returned a charming and arrogant smile and gave a white eye.

"Master, Young Master Lin is not stupid, and there is no danger of life." Lin Jiaochen stopped looking at her, turned to look at the master and said loudly.

"What did you say?"

Everyone showed a shocked expression, which was really like a bolt from the blue, but also like a big joke. So, except for the big lady, almost everyone was shocked and showed a sarcastic expression.

"I said, Mr. Lin is not stupid or ill. I can let him recover and become your real successor to Master Song."