I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

Chapter 225 My Mother is Dead

Yu Tianhong looked at the expressions on their faces and knew that they really thought the box was for him. He twitched his lips and then shifted his gaze to the box in front of him.

He hesitated for a while before putting his hand on the buckle of the box. With a light touch, the originally closed box made a click and a slight gap opened.

Yu Tianhong: “…”

It's really for him.

So after all this trouble, Zhu Zhizhi's final target turned out to be him?

She must be poisonous. If it was for him, then why did she look so reluctant when they were in the back mountain?

Yu Tianhong was convinced.

This woman Zhu Zhizhi is really sick.

Wen Ye was now sure that this matter had nothing to do with him, so he lowered his eyes absentmindedly and did not continue reading.

Ji Heyu's eyes also fell on the box. He could feel that the restriction on the box had disappeared, and some spiritual fluctuations were faintly visible from it.

Seeing Yu Tianhong's distracted look, he reminded her, "Look at what's inside."

Yu Tianhong came back to her senses, pursed her lips, and then opened the lid.

And at the moment the lid was opened, an invisible spiritual power instantly unfolded from the box and enveloped him.

Yu Tianhong watched Ji Heyu and Wen Ye disappear from in front of him in an instant, followed by the tables, chairs and houses retreating. Only the box was left floating in the air in front of him, and other than that there was just empty space.

Yu Tianhong was startled. He immediately withdrew his hand and stood up. He gathered his spiritual power, paid close attention to his surroundings, and shouted sternly.

"Who?"

No one responded, as if he was the only one in this space.

Yu Tianhong was alert for a long while. After making sure that there was no movement, he did not relax. He looked at the half-open box with his brows deeply furrowed.

He did not take the initiative to move closer, but instead took a few steps back to the left and right. However, the box in front of him was always in front of him, always within his reach.

Yu Tianhong felt irritated.

"What are those demon cultivators doing now?"

He looked around and saw nothing but emptiness. Apart from the noise he made when he moved, the whole space was so quiet that it gave people an ominous feeling.

Yu Tianhong had a feeling that if he continued to stalemate with this box, he would stay in this space until the end of time.

A scary word.

After taking a deep breath, Yu Tianhong raised his hand and pressed it on the box, then suddenly opened the box.

He had already prepared what strange things or dangerous items were inside the box.

But to his surprise, there were only two things in the box.

An ink-colored jade pendant with auspicious clouds.

From the outside, it looks as if it has been weathered, with many scratches and pits, and also has a slightly black luster.

It is obvious that the former owner loved it very much and often played with it in his hands, giving it a soft glow.

The moment Yu Tianhong opened the box, all his attention was drawn to the ink-colored jade pendant.

A dazed look appeared on his face, and he stared at the ink-colored jade pendant for a long time. Then he slowly reached out and took the jade pendant out of the box. His throat was a little tight.

"My mother's jade pendant?"

Yu Tianhong stared blankly at the jade pendant in his hand. He was brought up by Wan Jiaojiao. This jade pendant was regarded as a treasure by Wan Jiaojiao and she often played with it. Naturally, he had seen it and even played with it with his own hands.

He knew every scratch and every pothole on it.

Now there are a few more new scratches on it than before. Yu Tianhong recalled the day when he was taken away from the Demon Realm by his grandfather.

That morning, the evil cultivators surrounded the yard where they were so tightly that not even a fly could fly out.

Wan Jiaojiao changed her clothes specially, combed her hair into a beautiful bun, and put on her favorite jade pendant.

Then she picked up her sword and went out, but when she was almost at the door, she turned around and spoke to him.

If she could come back alive, she wouldn't wait any longer, she would take him home.

Outside the yard that day, blood flowed like a river, and the bright red blood flowed into the yard through the gap under the gate.

Yu Tianhong still remembered that he waited in the yard for a long time. Even when the screams outside became less frequent, he still didn't wait for Wan Jiaojiao to come back.

The last person who opened the door was an old man with white hair and beard.

When he arrived at Tianyang Sect and saw Wan Jiaojiao's former room, which contained many items expressing love, he realized that this was Wan Jiaojiao's home.

Wan Jiaojiao failed to take him home, but the old man took him home.

Since Wan Jiaojiao failed to open the door and come back that day, Yu Tianhong regarded her as dead, completely dead.

But that didn't matter, he would avenge her.

When he left, he did not take anything related to Wan Jiaojiao, nor did he leave anything behind. He burned down the yard that once held so many memories.

Burn to ashes completely, leaving the past in the air, leaving only the obsession for revenge.

Yu Tianhong thought he had forgotten, but when he saw the jade pendant, he realized that he had not forgotten.

It's not just the direction of the scratches and the potholes, but also everything that has happened in that yard.

Yu Tianhong felt his face a little cold. He raised his hand blankly and touched his face. His fingertips were a little wet.

Yu Tianhong was stunned for a moment, he put down his hand and looked at the water marks on his fingertips.

A trace of pain spread in my heart.

But along with it spread a trace of anger that was touched deep inside, and his hand holding the jade pendant suddenly clenched, with uncontrollable anger and murderous intent on his face.

No matter what they want to do, bring his damn stuff here, these evil cultivators deserve to die.

Yu Tianhong looked at the second thing in the box, which was a jade seed.

A voice, male or female, suddenly appeared beside his ear, with a malicious laugh.

“Finally I saw it.”

Even though there was nothing in front of him, Yu Tianhong's gaze was filled with cold murderous intent, searching everywhere.

"who are you?"

The voice did not answer him, but came closer and farther away, almost jokingly.

"Your mother is still alive."

Yu Tianhong tightened his grip on the jade pendant again, but his voice was firm.

"No, she's dead."

The voice laughed, "You haven't even seen her body, so you think she must be dead?"

"You're not worried at all. Will your mother come and punish you again if she knows you are such a filial son?"

Yu Tianhong sneered, "If she dies, she won't be able to deal with me."

As he spoke, his cold gaze finally returned to the box. He was not interested in the jade seeds in the box at all.

But now this scene was obviously related to the box. Yu Tianhong drew his sword without hesitation and slashed at the box.

Mocking laughter reappeared in the air.

"What are you afraid of?"

"She's obviously still alive, but you've never admitted it."

Although Yu Tianhong's sword was filled with his strongest sword intent, the box did not move at all.

Not even a splash of water was produced, and the sword seemed to have struck nothing.

The voice was not surprised by his failure. After laughing twice, it appeared beside Yu Tianhong's ear.

"You know Yan Ping, right?"