Chapter 824 Master-Servant Contract

Xia Ling only felt a slight sting between her eyebrows.

Faintly, something invisible and intangible seemed to disperse from the center of her eyebrows, followed by a lightening of her heart. She had a feeling that the girl whose real name was Ye Xingling had disappeared into thin air.

It was a wonderful feeling, indescribable.

When she was reborn from nirvana, she inherited the memories of the original owner of her body, but now, she knows that those memories are far away from her. Although she still remembers what happened to the original owner of the body, it is because she "checked the memory of the original owner of the body", not because the memory of the original owner itself is still stored in the body.

She looked up at the night sky. Among the endless stars, a weak star seemed to twinkle at some point. She silently prayed: Ye Xingling, thank you, I hope you will be well in the next life.

The star twinkled, as if responding to her prayer.

A maid who assisted in the sacrifice came up and took Father Ye and Aunt Liu down.

Father Ye was in a very depressed mood. As soon as he got off the stage, he fell down on the side of the mountain within a few steps, lowered his head and held his head with both hands. "I'm sorry for this kid..." he murmured. The moment the relationship was severed, the love between father and daughter, which had long been buried and almost disappeared, resurfaced in his heart. He remembered his daughter's pure eyes when she was just born, being praised by the teacher for the first time in kindergarten, and smiling while holding a little red flower. Be happy, and there are many bits and pieces of the past...

When did it start?

It seems that since he met Aunt Liu, the relationship between father and daughter has gradually become estranged. During that time, he often quarreled with her biological mother and smashed everything in the house. The little girl huddled in the corner. With tears in her eyes, she whispered, "Stop arguing..." but no one paid attention to her.

Later, during the divorce battle, the couple couldn't even bother to cook for their children.

Late one night, he heard a loud noise in the kitchen. He rushed over and saw that the child had accidentally knocked down a pot. The boiling water splashed on the child's feet, causing several big blisters.

He was in a bad mood, furious and reprimanded loudly: "Damn girl, what are you doing?!"

The five or six-year-old daughter had two bags of tears in her eyes and said in a voice as low as a mosquito: "I'm hungry..."

"What bad luck!" At that time, he was young and energetic, and he was angry at her, "Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat! I raised you to such a great extent that you will be successful and ruined! When your mother and I divorce, you should follow her as soon as possible. Come over here and don't get in my way!" He had already agreed with Aunt Liu that he would leave the house and marry Aunt Liu.

The little girl's feet were very painful, but her father scolded her so much that she dared not say a word. She cried all night with her hunger and wounds. The next day, the child's mother saw him, and the child's mother decided to divorce him on the spot.

He originally thought things were going smoothly, but who knows, the child's mother died in an accident.

This little girl became a burden that he couldn't get rid of, forcing him to keep her as a dragster while marrying a new wife. Under the brainwashing of his new wife, Aunt Liu, the more he looked at her, the more he disliked her. Gradually, I no longer showed my daughter any care or kindness.

Now that I think about it, I really owe her a lot.

It's not easy to be a father and daughter for the rest of his life. He didn't remember to cherish it until he lost it.

At night, the mountain breeze brought waves of coolness.

Aunt Liu stopped beside him and said, "What are you doing? Look at how useless you are! You can't even control a stinky girl and let her fly to someone else's house with her wings stiffened. How dare you do it?" Who could show this bitter and resentful look? Damn!" She cursed for a long time, to the effect that Xia Ling had no conscience.

Father Ye was very upset. For the first time in his life, he felt that Aunt Liu's words were so harsh.

On the altar, the Phoenix Return Ceremony continues.

Xia Moyan, who was dressed in the white robe of a national master, spread out a long scroll on the jade table. The scroll was a genealogy. He found Xia Ling's name next to his own name and a direct descendant of his family. He added a line of small words with a red pen: Return of the Phoenix.

After finishing writing, he raised the scroll high, and the crowd cheered loudly under the altar.

"The Phoenix has returned!" he shouted.

"Phoenix returns!" The crowd below shouted in response.

Xia Ling stood on the high altar, looking at the admiring eyes below. In a daze, she felt a little bit more real in her heart. She had really gone home. She is no longer worried and homeless. From now on, she will also have a family. A smile appeared on her lips and she raised her hands high.

The cheers were deafening.

Xia Moyan said: "Bring the sycamore tree up."

Someone led Li Lei to the altar. This man was wearing the same white shirt as her tonight. The corners of the clothes were embroidered with complex dark patterns, and the lapels were open, revealing a well-proportioned and tight chest.

He was brought to Xia Moyan.

Xia Moyan changed his dagger and looked into his eyes.

Li Lei stared at him calmly, but his heart was pounding, wasn't it? The last time his brother-in-law bled him, it hurt so much. Could it be that it would happen again this time?

If it wasn't for Xiao Ling's sake, he would really have run away.

Xia Moyan had no expression on his face as he aimed the dagger at his heart and stabbed it into his heart. The huge pain he imagined did not hit him. This time, the Imperial Master let him go easily and only took a drop of his hard work step by step.

The heart is the essence and blood, which condenses a person's energy and spirit, and is also the most effective medium for casting spells.

Xia Moyan put the drop of blood into a bowl, dissolved it in unknown medicinal materials, and brought it to Xia Ling: "Drink it."

Xia Ling obediently took the bowl and drank it.

Xia Moyan put the bowl back to its original place, looked at the two of them, and a solemn voice came: "This drop of essence and blood will become your bond forever. Even if you are reincarnated, Wutong, you will always serve Phoenix and give up your heart." Step on the ground." This is the revenge of the Xia family. Originally, Phoenix and Wutong could establish a two-way binding. Wutong would always love Phoenix deeply, and Phoenix would always love Wutong deeply. They would love each other forever and ever.

But, what happened this morning happened.

Mrs. Xia remained calm when she left her daughter's boudoir, and went directly to her son: "What kind of contract method was used in the return ceremony?"

Xia Moyan looked cold: "I haven't decided yet. The two-way contract is a bit too cheap, kid."

"Then use the master-servant contract." Mrs. Xia said calmly.

Xia Moyan glanced at her mother in surprise: "You don't like that kid either?"

Mrs. Xia smiled: "He is good, but his ideas are too big and he is unruly. I am a little worried that your sister will suffer in the future. It is better to have a master-servant contract. For eternity, he will love your sister with all his heart, follow her and protect her. , but your sister can have more choices, love or not, it’s all about freedom.”