The whole book is under revision.
Wan Yi will always remember that day, when Mu Zui pushed her hard into the mud, strangled her neck, and the murderous intent in his eyes almost threatened to stun her.
At that time, she lost all her magic power and hid in the military camp. However, she was framed for no reason and found herself in a deadlock.
The pursuers came to the city, and no one dared to step forward, fearing the man who could kill the traitor with one sword.
But the next moment, the cold blade was pressed against her neck, and the man's voice was cold and cold: "Who sent you here?"
Hatred surged like a tide, but she was at a loss - when had she ever offended such an evil god?
The moment the feeling of suffocation swept over him, Mu Zui suddenly let go, pressed his heart tightly, and curled up in pain.
On the verge of death, Wanli's heart was shaken, and she clearly felt:
Her stripped true body of the divine grass was embedded deep in his heart, holding his life together with her original power.
She was never a chess piece to be manipulated by others, she was the master of the divine grass that could change life and death, human flesh and bones, and could also turn rain and clouds.
It can save people, but it can also kill people.
She remained calm and stayed by his side as the daughter of a family of traditional Chinese medicine, working every step of the way just to regain her true body.
It was just a temporary measure, but she saw with her own eyes that the murderous and ruthless man, in order to protect the people in the city, stood alone against thousands of troops, staining the desert with blood, and the setting sun was like blood.
She began to waver and hesitate.
But the way Mu Zui looked at her became increasingly complicated and difficult to distinguish, with struggle, pain, and fear intertwined into a web, as if he was looking at a nightmare that was lost and found but he dared not touch.
Until she passed out due to high fever, the hands that had strangled her throat trembled and grasped the hem of her clothes. She cried uncontrollably and shouted out the words that had been buried for more than ten years -
"Sister.
She used the source of the divine herb to relieve the shackles of his heart, break the chess game in this troubled world, protect him, and protect the world.
From the prisoner who has lost all his magic power to the master of the sacred grass who controls life and death, she will take back everything with her own hands and make all debts and betrayers pay with blood.
[Cold Blade Demon Lord × Paranoid Crazy Criticism]
[True Body Embedded in Heart × Destined Entanglement]
Intention: Fate pushed her into the abyss, but it could not crush her pride.
