My Unpopular Neighbor Girl Has Hidden Identities-Chapter 452: Four Hundred Fifty-One, Family

Qin Yushen held Song Yan Ning’s hand, smiled at her, and ate the elixir from her hand, "I’m fine, you don’t need to worry." Although his body was covered with wounds, they were only skin-deep.

"You fool," Song Yan Ning gave Qin Yushen a sideways glance, her nose tingling.

Qin Yushen placed Song Yan Ning’s hand on his chest, "Let’s continue." As long as she wasn’t hurt, he would gladly risk his life.

"Okay." Song Yan Ning nodded, and they both walked towards the next layer.

Just as they stepped onto the seventy-first layer, a fierce killing intent and a tremendous pushing force swept over them.

However, Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen were already mentally prepared. Qin Yushen unleashed numerous sword lights, while Song Yan Ning raised her hand to deploy the Array Flag.

With their tacit cooperation, the killing intent on the seventy-first layer was quickly gone, and Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen continued forward.

Watching Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen’s pace quicken again, Elder Beishan nodded his head happily. He knew he had chosen the right people.

Elder Qing Ye watched the screen with a cold gaze, uncontrollable anger surging in her heart. Of course, she hoped someone could reach the top of Jiuling Tower, but not Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen. Why should she wish well for those she disliked?

Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen quickly arrived at the seventy-ninth layer. After adapting to the pushing force of the seventy-ninth layer, and looking towards the last two layers, they discovered they could no longer see them—there was a layer of white fog blocking their vision, and even the Divine Sense couldn’t penetrate it.

Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen exchanged a glance and stepped towards the eightieth layer. They were prepared, knowing the last two layers wouldn’t be easy to conquer.

As soon as she set foot on the eightieth layer, Song Yan Ning felt the ground vanish beneath her feet, and her tightly clasped hand with Qin Yushen loosened, "Qin Yushen!"

Her surroundings were eerily quiet, and she couldn’t see anything. Song Yan Ning saw a glimmer of light ahead and ran towards it.

After an unknown amount of time, suddenly, everything brightened in front of Song Yan Ning.

Then, a familiar palace appeared in front of her, leaving Song Yan Ning puzzled as she surveyed it. How did she end up back in the Demon World?

"Ningning!" A gentle voice came from behind Song Yan Ning.

Song Yan Ning’s eyes immediately reddened. She quickly turned around and saw the calling figures, "Father! Mother!" She rushed towards the couple in front of her. Even if it was an illusion, she was happy. It had been such a long time since she last saw her parents.

A stunning woman embraced Song Yan Ning and indulgently ruffled her long hair, "Look at you, all sweaty from playing. Go wash up; there’s a banquet later."

"I don’t want to, I want to stay with Mother and Father," Song Yan Ning playfully hugged the stunning woman. If all this were real, how wonderful it would be.

"You’re still so childish," a stunningly beautiful man with silver hair laughed and shook his head.

Song Yan Ning playfully blinked at the beautiful man, "No matter how old I am, I’m still the child of my father and mother."

The stunning woman smiled and tapped Song Yan Ning’s nose, "Go get cleaned up. The Dragon Clan, Snake Clan, and other clans are all coming to attend the banquet. You are the princess of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan, you must not lose decorum."

Hearing the name "Dragon Clan," Song Yan Ning’s eyes filled with rage and a thick intent to kill. "Mother, Father, the Dragon Clan has always been ambitious; we should eradicate them." If not for the Dragon Clan, her father, mother, and brothers would not have perished.

"Do not speak nonsense!" a breathtakingly handsome man commanded sternly.

"Father, the Dragon Clan has always been ambitious and covets the throne of the Demon King. If we do not eliminate them, there will be endless troubles in the future," Song Yan Ning pleaded.

"Return to your chamber! If you dare to spread fear with your words again, you will be sent to Siguoyan to reflect on your actions," the breathtakingly handsome man said coldly.

"Father, everything I’m saying is true. If we continue to condone the Dragon Clan, the Nine-tailed Fox Clan will surely face a great disaster," Song Yan Ning thought of the scene where her father, mother, and brothers had fought bravely in a bloody battle. Her heart ached as if twisted by a knife, and she wished she could eradicate the Dragon Clan right then.

The breathtakingly handsome man flicked his sleeve and left, taking a gorgeous woman with him, "This is the last time!"

Watching the two disappear instantly in front of her, Song Yan Ning hurriedly followed, "Father! Mother!"

At that moment, the surroundings suddenly changed. Song Yan Ning looked up and saw that she was sitting in a banquet hall, with her mother and father sitting in the chief seats, toasting with the elders of various clans.

"Ningning, in a moment, your parents will grant you a marriage; you must not refuse," a familiar voice rang out beside her.

Song Yan Ning turned her head and saw that the speaker was her second brother. Her eyes immediately reddened, "Second Brother!" When Elder Mie Yu was pulling her away, she had seen with her own eyes how her second brother had been stabbed with a sword. She had wanted to rush to him but was knocked out and carried away by Elder Mie Yu.

"Why are you crying?" her second brother asked as he stretched out his slender, pale fingers that were cold like jade, gently wiping away the tear drops from the corners of her eyes.

"Second Brother!" Tears flowed even harder from Song Yan Ning’s eyes. She dearly wished everything were real—that her parents were still alive, her brothers were all still there, and that the Nine-tailed Fox Clan was still that same Fox Clan.

"Silly girl!" Second Brother tenderly brought Song Yan Ning into his embrace.

Song Yan Ning felt the familiar warmth of Second Brother’s embrace and held him tightly.

"What’s wrong with Ningning?" a cool voice asked.

Song Yan Ning looked up and turned to see the speaker. His facial features were strikingly handsome, with deep, captivating eyes beneath his sharp eyebrows, a high nose bridge, thin lips, and a piercing gaze that exuded a commanding presence. Who else could it be but her elder brother?

"Elder Brother!" She stood up, rushed to her elder brother’s side, and embraced him tightly.

"Who has wronged you?" Elder Brother lowered his head to look at Song Yan Ning with a touch of distress in his eyes. He had never seen Ningning like this before; in all his memories, Ningning was always lively and cheerful, never crying as sadly as she did today.

Song Yan Ning shook her head, "I’m happy." She knew that all of this might just be an illusion, but the chance to see her family, even if it were an illusion, was something she was willing to embrace.

Elder Brother smiled and gently tousled Song Yan Ning’s hair, "Alright, no more tears, it would be embarrassing to be seen like this."

"Okay!" Song Yan Ning nodded, her beautiful face bursting into a radiant smile.

Second Brother leaned in close to Song Yan Ning’s ear, "Ningning, look at the man opposite us—he is the Crown Prince of the Dragon Clan."

Song Yan Ning looked up and the moment she saw him, murderous intent surged in her eyes. It was he who had thrust the sword into Second Brother.