She was abandoned by her father at the gate of the city, her heart was pierced by thousands of arrows, and her body was burned by fire.
Only when he died did he realize that he was a stolen chess piece from his enemy.
Reborn as fifteen years old, Ming Yun clearly saw the face of his so-called close relative.
Just as the ceremony officer was about to step forward to announce Minglu's victory, a cold voice suddenly sounded:
"Wait a minute."
"Brother, the 'Flying Cloud Needle' you just made was really exquisite."
Ming Yun's voice was as cold as a jade bead falling on a plate, neither high nor low, but it instantly plunged the entire martial arts arena into deathly silence.
Intention: Good and evil will eventually be rewarded