Some people lack luck, and some people lack courage.
Just like some women are proud and some are delicate.
Xie Rui sat on the horse and looked at the enemy camp. Pei Xun straightened his back. She fired an arrow at him and pierced his chest. He fell straight off the horse. Xie Rui suddenly broke into a cold sweat. When she woke up, she realized that the surrounding was a dark night. It was just a dream. Her eyes God floated out of the window, and there was a man standing in front of Begonia, wearing a black robe. Turning around, it was Pei Xun's face. He held a bow and arrow in his hand and shot at her with all his strength. Xie Rui was completely unable to dodge and stared blankly at the decisive arrow, but someone blocked her in front of her, and the arrow penetrated her flesh and blood.
Suddenly awakened, Qin Mingjian sat beside the bed. His gentle face suddenly turned ferocious. He pulled out a sword from behind and thrust it into her heart.
Wake up again.
Who has a big dream? If I love you, I will obey you; if I hate you, I will kill you. Who can start?