In the largest inn in Yuzhou City, a glamorous woman in a purple dress was holding a pot of sake to drink away her sorrows.
Seeing Zixuan's dejected appearance, the saintly aunt sitting aside saw a trace of distress and helplessness in her eyes, and shouted with hatred: "Zixuan, stop drinking, look at what you have become now
Already?!"
"Leave me alone, I just want to get drunk. I won't be in such pain when I'm drunk!"
"You... just drink it! Drink it to death!" Seeing Zixuan's appearance, Saint Aunt couldn't help but regretted: "If I had known this, I shouldn't have let you and Gu Liufang fall in love in the first place."
"Hahaha... I didn't expect that the dignified descendant of Nuwa would be so willing to degenerate." A burst of disdainful laughter suddenly sounded, and Jiang Sheng, dressed in white and spotless, slowly walked into the room.
Zixuan, who was already slightly drunk, didn't care at all how Jiang Sheng came in. Instead, she shouted with Jiu Jin: "What good can the descendants of Nuwa do?! Aren't they all just to protect mortals from a good death?"
"It's true that Nuwa's descendants will never die peacefully. Your mother, grandmother, and all your ancestors are all entitled to complain about injustice."
When Jiang Sheng heard Zixuan's complaint, he nodded in agreement at first, then changed the subject and shouted coldly: "But you are the only one who has no right to complain. As a descendant of Nuwa, you have been evading the mission of the Nuwa clan, but
Enjoy the benefits brought to you by the Nuwa family lineage.
In order to fall in love with the man you love, you even went so far as to freeze your daughter with your own hands so that she could not grow up for more than a hundred years. You are neither worthy to be a descendant of Nuwa nor a mother!"
Jiang Sheng's words were like thunder exploding in Zixuan's ears, causing her to wake up from her drunken state.
After Zixuan came to her senses, she retorted with a stubborn look: "What do you know?! Once our Nuwa clan becomes pregnant and gives birth to a child, we will lose our destiny, and the child will automatically absorb the mother's spiritual power, and the mother will
Then he will die of spiritual exhaustion. If I don't seal Qing'er, I can only live for ten years at most!"
Jiang Sheng saw that Zixuan was still quibbling at this time, and said with disdain: "Do you think you are reasonable? If you don't want to die, why did you give birth to this child? You clearly know what the consequences will be if this child is born.
?But you still gave birth to this child, and after you gave birth to this child, you asked this child to bear the price of your wrong doings for you. Do you think you are worthy of being called a mother?"
Relatively speaking, Jiang Sheng prefers the knowledgeable and considerate Zixuan in the game plot. However, in the TV series version, Zixuan is a harem who seems to be unable to live without love, which seems too selfish.
Already.
"..."
When Zixuan heard this, her pretty face turned pale.
Although she had been deceiving herself and others that she had ulterior motives, she had always felt deeply guilty towards Qing'er. She even did not dare to see Qing'er and had always asked Saint Aunt to take care of her for her.
"If you can be so cruel to your own daughter, what qualifications do you have to claim to be a descendant of Nuwa?"
Zixuan felt the disdain and contempt in Jiang Sheng's tone, and shouted angrily: "Do you think I want to be a descendant of this Nuwa? But I was born a descendant of Nuwa, what else can I do?
I just want to love someone well."
When Jiang Sheng saw this, his sword eyes narrowed slightly and said: "Okay, if you really hate the blood of Nuwa's descendants so much, I can help you get rid of the blood in your body, and from now on you don't need to bear the burden of Nuwa's descendants anymore.
It is the fate of martyrdom!"
Hearing this, Zixuan not only did not show any fearful expression, but instead asked with disbelief and expectation: "You...can you really destroy my bloodline?"
"Zixuan, you can't..."
Jiang Sheng waved his right hand, and an invisible force directly stopped the saint in place, interrupting her words.
Jiang Sheng looked at Zixuan's expectant expression, a complicated look flashed in his sword eyes and said: "Of course I have a way to destroy the Nuwa bloodline in you, but once I destroy your bloodline, then you can
There will be no chance of regret."
"I have no regrets. As long as I can fall in love with Changqing, I don't mind having the blood of Nuwa!" Zixuan heard this and replied without thinking, looking like an ignorant girl who was carried away by love.
.
"I hope you really won't regret it!"
A cold light flashed deep in Jiang Sheng's eyes, and his right hand turned into a palm and struck Zixuan on the forehead as fast as lightning.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
The moment Jiang Sheng slapped Zixuan's forehead with his palm, streaks of red blood suddenly poured out from her delicate body and continued to blend into Jiang Sheng's palm.
After more than an hour, Jiang Sheng removed his palm, and all the Nuwa's bloodline in Zixuan's body was removed.
"I'm free..."
After Zixuan came to her senses, she first screamed excitedly, but it was not the usual magnetic and seductive sound, but a hoarse sound like the friction of dead tree bark.
"I...my voice, my hands, no...no...this is not me! How could it become like this?"
When Zixuan saw her wrinkled hands clearly, she realized that she had turned into a gray-haired old woman, and her whole body was about to collapse.
When Jiang Sheng saw Zixuan transform from an extremely beautiful woman to a gray-haired old woman in the blink of an eye, instead of feeling unbearable, he felt somewhat relieved.
Jiang Sheng looked at Zixuan who was about to collapse, curled his lips with disdain and said: "You are already over two hundred years old. It is the Nuwa bloodline that you hate that allows you to maintain your young and beautiful body. Now you are dressed in Nuwa
Once your bloodline is destroyed, you will naturally become an old woman."
When Zixuan heard Jiang Sheng's words, she quickly stretched out her trembling hands to grab Jiang Sheng's clothes, and shouted excitedly in a hoarse voice: "No, give me Nuwa's blood quickly..."
According to Zixuan's original idea, Jiang Sheng's elimination of the blood in her body only lifted the curse of martyrdom on her body, and she could still maintain her beauty and fall in love with Xu Changqing vigorously, but now she has become
An old woman who struggled to walk was definitely not what she wanted to see.
Jiang Sheng ignored the emotional Zixuan and replied calmly: "I have already told you that once Nuwa's bloodline is abolished, you will have no chance to regret it. You just want to enjoy Nuwa's bloodline."
The Wa bloodline brings you immortality, but you don’t want to take on the responsibility of the Nuwa clan at all. You are already over two hundred years old, can’t you be more mature? Grandma Zixuan!”