The Male Lead Killed Me Three Times

"Zhu Huaxi, I regret it... I..."

So... is your regret just an excuse to kill me again?

Zhu Huaxi's stiff body lay in Rong Xuanqiu's arms. That was the last thing she saw...

For the third time... she had died again.

The first time, the male lead mistook her for a nightmare...

Wearing sexy lingerie, Zhu Huaxi stared in confusion at the gorgeous man who had suddenly appeared in her home.

She wanted to call the police, but the man stopped her. He held a massive sword, its point aimed at her nose.

Rong Xuanqiu parted his thin lips, his face full of mockery. "A heart demon. Shameless." Then he raised his hand and swung his sword.

Zhu Huaxi stared blankly at the gaping hole in her chest.

What kind of lunatic was this? What kind of misery was this?

The second time, she became a sword spirit.

Rong Xuanqiu was searching the secret realm for a sword to bond with. He never expected that the spirit of the icy sword would be so frivolous and seductive.

"Demon," he said.

Zhu Huaxi, called a demon, tugged at the few scraps of fabric covering her and rolled her eyes. Once she could cultivate, she'd conjure up a nun's habit.

Somehow, Rong Xuanqiu had heard that a sword spirit's blood could suppress the restlessness of a nine-tailed fox's bloodline.

Zhu Huaxi was restrained in Rong Xuanqiu's arms every day, unable to resist, and all she could hear was him swallowing.

"That hurts! That hurts!"

Just when she thought that using her blood to get on good terms with the male lead would finally get her out of trouble, she died again...

Rong Xuanqiu watched coldly as the contract forced her to take a sword for him, unmoved. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't stop it.

When she opened her eyes again, this time she had become the male lead's senior sister!

A cool, damp object landed on her neck, making her shudder.

"Get out! Get off me!"

Revised 22/3/18

Theme: Fight bravely and blaze your own trail.