The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 437 From this moment on, a fragile heart
Yuanshan Cave

in dungeon
Longsheng was sleeping soundly at the collapsed cave entrance. He hadn't slept all night, and it took him a lot of effort to find the scroll that recorded the information about the evil spirit fire, which made him exhausted.

When the papers were delivered today, he couldn't even open his eyes. Now that the matter was settled, he could sleep peacefully.

The little snake crawled out of the collapsed cave, stuck out its tongue and hissed.

"Thank you for your hard work, brother."

If his senior brother had not investigated the matter of the evil spirit fire thoroughly that night, he would not have known that the evil fire in his body was actually the evil spirit fire left over from intermarriage.

I heard that when the immortals and demons intermarry, the evil spirit fire is not very powerful and can be controlled by ordinary practitioners, so now the world advocates intermarriage between the immortals and demons. However, if two people with high spiritual power get married, the evil spirit fire carried by the child will be overbearing and powerful and cannot be controlled.

Han Mo's father and mother met and fell in love when their spiritual powers were at their peak, so after Han Mo was born, the evil spirit fire in his body became more and more powerful. As Han Mo's spiritual power increased and his physical fitness improved, the power of this evil spirit fire became more and more uncontrollable.

If it is not handled properly, there may be a danger of destroying one's body and soul.

"Junior brother..."

Longsheng muttered with his eyes closed, and it was unclear whether he was not asleep or talking in his sleep.

"The evil spirit fire is not easy to deal with. You must remember to be careful when dealing with it."

……

Inside the Xuanting Courtyard

Miao Yuan closed the door anxiously, turned to look at the person sitting at the table and asked, "Aunt, how is it? What's the result from the Elders' Council?"

Ning Chang sat at the table, lowering her head to make tea. She twisted a little tea with her slender fingers and threw it into the teacup. Then she picked up the kettle beside her and poured a little hot water evenly on the tea leaves in the cup, so that the tea leaves would be heated and infused with fragrance. Her calm and relaxed attitude clearly showed that she was not in a hurry at all.

But Miaoyuan was almost dying of anxiety.

"aunt!!"

"Please speak."

Miao Yuan sat down next to her with her back to the table, pulled her arm and shook it non-stop, "What's wrong, is Han Mo okay? What did my master say, what did the elders say?"

"Oh, that's enough, that's enough..." Ning Chang felt that if she didn't speak up, her body would be shaken apart by her.

This devilish girl.

Ning Chang turned around and looked at her with a smile in her eyes, "Don't worry, as soon as Elder Hua entered the Elders' Hall, he told the Sect Master and several elders about the evil spirit fire in the body of Han Mo's disciple."

"Because his mother Bai Jin was born with supernatural powers, she was the brave and warlike Chanhui God of War in the sky, and his father Han Shui was the former king of the snake clan, with a strong power of cultivation in his body. He once accompanied the king of the fox clan Bai Tao to recover the scattered monsters and make the monsters complete again. So the combination of the two of them made the evil spirit fire in Han Mo's disciple powerful and indestructible. As time went on, it evolved into the uncontrollable form it is now."

Miao Yuan grabbed her hand worriedly, "So, Han Mo can't control the evil spirit fire in his body now?"

"Yes, he couldn't control it, and that became his excuse for getting away with it."

"Exonerated?" Miao Yuan smiled happily, "So, Han Mo is fine? Da She is fine, that's great..."

Ning Chang followed with a smile, "Yes, he's fine now, you can rest assured."

Miao Yuan nodded, that’s great, the big snake doesn’t have to die.

"However," Ning Chang paused, obviously about to say but.

Miao Yuan's heart suddenly tightened, and she looked at her nervously, "But what?"

"Although the death penalty can be avoided, the living punishment cannot be escaped. Elder Hua said that he killed his fellow disciples with his own hands, and his crime is unforgivable. He is punished to be confined to the back mountain for 100,000 years and pray for the disciples who were killed every day to atone for his sins."

"What?" Miao Yuan's face turned pale. The snake was sentenced to confinement for ten... one hundred thousand years. How could the snake bear such a long time, and in the back mountain where the prisoners were kept? "Is there no other way?"

Is it really impossible to beg for mercy anymore?

Ning Chang shook her head and looked at her seriously, "You should be thankful that he only killed the disciple on duty on the mountain. If it was Elder Hua's disciple, he would probably have died."

Those disciples on duty were more or less those who had made mistakes and were banished, so killing them was fine. But if Han Mo killed other disciples, it would not be as simple as just confinement.

Miao Yuan's hands and feet were cold, and she nodded, "I...I know my aunt..."

Regardless of the situation of the disciples who were killed, Da She did kill people while he was unconscious. They could not deny this in any way, so Da She could only bear the sin of killing.

Fortunately, his life was saved.

Miao Yuan suddenly thought of something and asked quickly, "So... will the big snake not be able to come out from now on?"

What about Shangjie? What about his snake clan? They were still waiting for him to come back and rebuild the underground palace and reorganize the snake clan.

If the big snake was locked up now, I'm afraid his tribesmen would not know about it.

Ning Chang sighed, "The Lord Sect Master specially allowed him to go back from the festival, and after the festival is over, he will be confined in the back mountain."

Miao Yuan pulled her hand and let it go, her heart sinking to the bottom in an instant.

Just... just give the snake a chance to fight, and he will be deprived of his freedom for 100,000 years. She didn't know whether to be happy or not.

The big snake has not had a good day since entering Cangling Mountain. Now it has finally detoxified the poisonous orange in its body and survived, but because of the evil spirit fire, it fell into hell again.

Sometimes Miao Yuan blamed herself in her heart, wondering if it was because of her that Han Mo entered Cangling Mountain and suffered all these so-called hardships. Otherwise, he would be so glorious and free outside as the majestic king of the snake clan. Who would dare to bully him?

As Miao Yuan thought about it, her heart ached so much that she couldn't breathe. It was all her fault. When she returned to the ghost tribe, if Bai Luobo asked her about Han Mo, what would she say? How could she...have the nerve to speak up!

The big snake was like this because of her. If possible, she hoped that he would never come back after going down the mountain. This was not a good place.

She hated this place from that moment on.

"Yuan'er?"

Not only because of the big snake, but also because of herself.

"Yuan'er, what's wrong with you?"

Ning Chang saw that she was in a bad mood, and quickly grabbed her shoulders to look at her lowered face, "What's wrong? It's fine..."

"Why are you crying?"

She was fine just now, but now tears are falling when she lowers her head and thinks. This girl.

What a fragile heart.

With such a mentality, how can one accomplish anything?

"Wow, aunt..." Miao Yuan couldn't bear it any longer. She opened her arms and hugged Ning Chang and burst into tears.

She felt so uncomfortable. She had never felt so uncomfortable and helpless before.

Not only was he sad because of the suffering of the snake, but he also felt helpless because he could not intervene in the matter. It turned out that the Council of Elders could decide someone's life or death, or their freedom, with just a few words, but they could not intervene, plead, or make any changes.

This is completely different from the freedom she longs for.