Rebirth of King Zhou: Beheading Daji at the Beginning and Becoming a Saint Against Heaven

The burning sensation of the wine still lingering in my throat. Di Xin opened his eyes suddenly. Countless unfamiliar memory fragments pierce into my mind like steel needles - high-rise buildings, steel behemoths, flickering screens, and... Myself gradually becoming cold in the wine pool and meat forest? "Uh-" He groaned and pressed his painful forehead. The fingertips touched the cold bronze wine bottle. "Your Majesty?" A charming voice sounded in my ears, with a hint of hesitation that was imperceptible. Di Xin raised his head. His eyes gradually focused. A breathtakingly beautiful face is close at hand, with spring-like brows and eyes, red lips, and golden hairpins trembling slightly on the temples. She was half leaning on the soft couch beside him, holding a wine flask in her jade hand, about to pour wine for him. Su Daji. The name jumped out of the jumble of memories. No. It's a nine-tailed fox. "What's wrong with your Majesty today?" Su Daji blinked, her eyes flowing under her long eyelashes, "But this wine doesn't suit your taste? I asked them to change my body -" "Your Majesty!" Another flattering voice broke in.