Liu Li considered herself a lucky, amorous snake, yet the Divine Lord's tribulation landed right on her head;
Liu Li considered herself a resourceful snake, yet the Zhengi demon mocked her and arranged everything to perfection;
Liu Li considered herself a snake of refined taste, yet in her final moments, all she could think of was a duck egg...
Liu Li kept raising flags only to knock them down herself, clutching her snake heart and living in constant terror.
"Qingqing, do you want to live?" Long Qiao asked gently, gazing at Liu Li.
"I do..." Liu Li trembled. Of course she wanted to live, but as she looked at Long Qiao, she wondered: if survival were so easy, why had her mother and her people chosen to take their own lives back then?
"Qingqing, trust me."
As the Frost-Imperial Sword came slashing down with merciless force, Liu Li's shriek rang out, so heartrending it shook the heavens.
In a pool of blood, the dying Teng Snake looked at Long Qiao in disbelief, only to see a tear roll down the cold, stern face of Divine Lord Si Qian.
Theme: Even snakes have to strive to stay alive
