At a banquet in the 21st century.
"Are you going to get engaged to her?" She asked, looking at the man's handsome face.
"Yes." The man looked at her with cold eyes.
"Okay! Very good." The corners of her pale lips were self-deprecating.
Turn around and leave decisively.
Those who abandon her must not stay, and there is no need to worry about yesterday's events!
…
Three thousand years ago.
The Emperor of Heaven ordered with a gloomy face: "Get her!"
Fifty thousand heavenly soldiers surrounded and suppressed him, the sky was filled with blood, and corpses were everywhere.
Everyone wanted her dead.
Her blood-red eyes were full of black energy, and she looked at the gods with cruel eyes.
"You want me to die? Yes, but none of you can escape!"
