The breathtakingly beautiful woman spoke. “I often hear Siming talk about the storybooks from the human world. They’ve made me curious.”
The man replied in a low voice, “So you want to go see for yourself?”
He Deng unexpectedly transmigrated into the Tianchen Kingdom, a country unrecorded in history. She became the youngest daughter of Tianchen’s great general and was appointed Crown Princess.
She also unexpectedly encountered five guardians who had never appeared in her previous life. They had secretly protected He Deng for a century. “Hero Han, someone here is asking for a beating. Give it to them good!”
He Deng’s gaze was cold as she lowered her eyes to the arrow lodged in the left side of her chest. Without even blinking, she pulled it out and casually tossed it aside, as though she weren’t the one who had been shot.
The arrow had a barbed head, leaving her flesh a bloody mess. Blood quickly soaked her left shoulder. He Deng acted as if she hadn’t noticed and kept watching the battlefield below the city walls.
The enemy beat the drums to signal their retreat. He Deng slowly walked toward the person standing by the stairs. The coldness in her eyes had vanished, replaced by tears spilling over. She whispered, “It hurts so much,” then slowly collapsed backward.
“System, your advanced weapons don’t seem to be working.” Yun Qianqian wore a malicious smile as she looked toward the city in the distance. Every attack from her advanced weapons had been neutralized by the woman she wanted to kill more than anything.
