The endless darkness shrouded like thick ink, and in the silent night, a shrill female voice suddenly sounded, as if it was a desperate cry bursting from the deepest part of the soul.
"Xu Jinzhe, I'm going to kill you!"
The voice was full of resentment and unwillingness, but all she received in response was deathly silence.
In the splendid palace of the City of the Sun, a short-haired woman in gorgeous clothes lay quietly in a pool of blood. Her face was extraordinarily handsome, but as pale as paper, with a trace of boyish heroism between her brows and eyes. Her eyes were wide open, overflowing with blood and tears, and she was so angry that she seemed to have endless obsession in her heart.
Beside her, a tall figure turned his back to her, his red cloak shining dazzlingly in the dim light. The woman stretched her hands to the sky with difficulty, roaring with all her strength in her throat. The man trembled slightly, then turned and walked towards the woman, leaned down and took off his cloak, covering her gently, then gently took her into his arms and asked softly: "Xiaoxue, can you tell me what you wish for?"
The woman's voice was as weak as a mosquito: "Ma-che-er-de, let me see..." The man's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was half cold and half helpless, gentle but decisive: "She wants to be my woman, but she doesn't want to see you anymore!"
Tears burst out, and the woman's expression was distorted by pain. She straightened her neck and made a choking sound with difficulty, and finally swallowed her last breath with her eyes wide open, refusing to close her eyes to death.
Outside the Palace of the Sun God, wars raged and smoke filled the air, and the City of the Sun fell into an unprecedented crisis.
Purpose: Adhere to the original intention and kindness and love across classes