The Revenge Mystery of the Reborn Heroine

While the blood was gathering on my eyelashes, I was counting the flaws in Lin Batian's meridians with my phantom eyes. The way he cut open my spiritual bones and fed them to Su Wan three hundred years ago coincides with the way he greedily licks the edge of the sword now. The snow fell on the eyelashes and froze, and the phantom spirit's eyes were burning - this body of the reborn Spirit Emperor could not even support the spirit disciple state. But it was enough. I looked at the sword mark left by Ding Mo on his chest, as if I was seeing a crack tearing through the darkness. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.