On the eve of the wedding, her fiancé Qin Jue broke into the temple with a seriously injured mortal woman in his arms: "Zhaozhao, give her your divine bones."
I looked at the proud smile on the corner of the woman in his arms and refused coldly.
Qin Jue tore apart the gentle mask in an instant, and hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers washed the Yunmeng Heavenly Realm with blood.
When the effects of the medicine took effect, I watched helplessly as my parents and clan members were slaughtered.
In a pool of blood, I burned out my soul and cursed: "Use my divine bones as a sacrifice——"
"Qin Jue, Bai Xianxian, I want you to be unable to live or die forever!"
When I opened my eyes again, I became a baby in the snowy plains of the mortal world.
And news came from Jiuchongtian: On the day when my divine bones were cut out, Bai Qianqian recovered from his serious injuries, and Qin Jue was promoted to the God of Martial Arts.
