Chai Xing holds the woman in his arms pitifully and comforts her gently. Under the sun, the sword light flashed. Xueyin saw the sword coming from the opposite side. He pushed it hard. Chai Xing fell a few steps away. It was too late. At that time, the sword had pierced her throat.

"no -" Chai Xing looked at the sword coming from the stab and cried out.

when the sword stopped, Emperor Shunde looked at the snow sound with tears on his face. For the first time, I saw the tears in her eyes. It was not tears, but the sharpest sword in the world. Her heart was stabbed....