Heavenly Catastrophe
by Leng Yilan 5
About This Novel
The morning sun is like blood, and corpses are everywhere. Her whole body was stained with dark red blood and was riddled with scars. Her hands were cracked, but she still firmly held the handle of the broken knife, barely standing on the dead earth, looking up, her bloodshot eyes filled with anger and hostility. Spitting out a mouthful of bloody spit, she stared at the Buddhas in the Western Heaven above the flawless auspicious clouds in mid-air, and raised the broken blade high: "Today you want to kill me, Asura, it is absolutely not God's will! You asked the Emperor Lingtian to come out! I will kill you. Let's cut him to death with a thousand knives!" Her thin body couldn't help but tremble, and the wet blood on the knife slowly flowed along the handle, flowing through her pale and cold fingertips, staining her blood-clotted gown, and adding a gorgeous red flower. If God wants to kill him, he must first make him mad.
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Official(2)Scraped 6d ago
Well, not bad, I am stupid.
It's nice to watch. It's not a loss for 2 yuan. I learned a lesson.
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Community(0)
Official(2)Scraped 6d ago
Well, not bad, I am stupid.
It's nice to watch. It's not a loss for 2 yuan. I learned a lesson.
