The yacht is shrouded in darkness, the conspiracy is spreading, death is approaching, the silent night seems so eerie, and there is no one to stop the fact that it is about to happen. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Maybe everything can only be the same, or maybe death is just the beginning.

Murong Lingyu was in this dark night, cold and lonely.

She turned her back to the visitor, and the sea breeze ruffled her long hair, setting off her delicate body. Everything seemed so mysterious, yet so desolate.

The merciless words of "Who made you come" speak of the fall of life.

"President Morrass, I'm sorry"

"It's a pity, such a big beauty" The leader of the man in black raised his hand to stop his subordinates from talking.

"You Should Know"

"If you're here, why hide?"

There was no need to seek, no need to say more, she knew that the person must be here, and she would definitely watch her die. She didn't understand why her sister, who had been in love and spoiled for 18 years, was so ruthless and hated her to the bone.

What is so good about that man, why would her sister, who has been spoiled for so long, want to kill herself for the sake of what he can hate. If I knew this, I shouldn't have been kind to a woman at that time, I shouldn't have endured it again and again for my sister, and I shouldn't have believed that he would correct it.

Yan'er, when will you wake up, when will you understand that everything I do is just for you, in order not to get you hurt, and so that you can be happy.

"Which eye did you see me hiding?"

"Besides, why should I hide, I haven't seen your fate yet"

This is my sister who has been loved and spoiled for 18 years. Ha, that's ridiculous.

"By Them"

"Ha, sister, you'd better not underestimate them, otherwise you will suffer"

Looking at Murong Yuyan indifferently, Murong Lingyu glanced at them lightly, in her eyes, these people were already dead people, and they were not worth her anger at all. Turning around, looking no further at anyone, such obvious contempt irritated everyone.

Under the order of "do it", everything is irreparable.

"Yan'er"

"You... You don't come over "impossible, how can this be."

Back to their senses, only the two sisters were left on the yacht.

With frightened eyes and a trembling body, Murong Yuyan stepped on messy steps, retreated and fell. Maybe she was facing death at this time, but what she didn't know was that her sister, all she thought about for her sister at this time was how to fulfill her, how to make her happy.

Pale smile, doting eyes, at this time, Murong Lingyu seemed to not see Murong Yuyan's fear, walked in front of her, hugged her gently, as if she was in her arms is the treasure of this world, her most precious treasure.

"Yan'er"

Get up and walk to the edge of the yacht, despair slowly replaces coldness, sadness gradually replaces loneliness.

It's cold, how to say more, it's cold, how to smile. In front of her, she let go of the coldness again and again, and in front of her, she smiled again and again. But now, all that's left is despair, sadness.

The body slowly fell, but what was left was stunned, puzzled, and excited. Perhaps she didn't know what her sister's expression was when she fell, and how puzzled her sister was when she saw the dagger on her chest. Or maybe she could have guessed, and she had guessed.

"Where is this?"

Her cold words ushered in louder weeping, but what was this place, and who was this weeping woman?

Puzzled, but calm, looking around, the mahogany round table, the large mahogany cabinet, the ceramic vase, all showing the antique fairy tale, retracting the gaze, the tall wooden bed, the silk and satin, and the beautiful woman in the Luo skirt beside her;

"Ling'er...... Ling'er, you're finally awake" Seeing her wake up, the beautiful woman sitting on the edge of the bed burst into tears and laughed.

The woman's magnificent dress set off her haggard face, and it is not difficult to see in the woman's face that she was once beautiful; Trembling and hugging himself, the tighter he became.

"Ling'er, my poor Ling'er"

Looking at her daughter's pale face, the beautiful woman's heart was like a knife, because the joy of her daughter's awakening was fleeting, replaced by a deep sadness.

Tears flowed again, wetting the hem of her clothes. Although she knew her daughter's physical condition, she was still reluctant to let go, she was afraid, she was afraid that as soon as she let go, her daughter would disappear.

If it was before, she would never let people get so close, and no one could enter her body except her sister, but now, Murong Lingyu didn't want to decide, just because the woman who hugged her at this time was crying for her and sad for her, she could see that this woman really cared about her and wanted to protect her.

The pain struck, and she fell into a coma again with a splitting headache, and the cries of the beautiful woman came to her ears, anxious and hoarse.

In the coma she had a dream, a long dream, she dreamed of a little girl who looked like herself, in the dream, the little girl cried and cried, and told her every story, and she knew that it was her, that was who she was.

A tragic story, a bleak life, briefly describes the pain of an 8-year-old girl.

In the past years, the little girl was timid and cowardly, she cried silently in the face of her father's disgust, she gritted her teeth in the face of the beating and scolding of her relatives, she was sad alone in the face of the cynicism of outsiders, and all she could do was lick her wounds alone and did not dare to complain.

Fortunately, she still has a mother, a mother who loves her and loves her. He was also the first person he saw in this world.

"Pain"

When she woke up again, she understood her situation and had all the memories of the owner of this body.

This is the Luofeng Continent, here, there is a danger of death every day, here, everyone has force, they are either warriors, or spirit warriors, here is a world where the strong survive and the weak are eliminated. Only if you are strong enough and strong enough to survive here, otherwise you will be abandoned.

Of course, there is an exception here, Murong Lingyu - the second lady of the Murong family, a natural waste, an existence despised by everyone; she has neither aura nor any martial arts, and is a reviled existence in the family and even the entire continent. Her birth meant death, and finally when she was 8 years old, she was deliberately killed by Murong Bo, and thus let her self, who had the same name and surname, borrow the corpse to resurrect her soul.

Murong Lingyu doesn't know why she borrowed the corpse to return her soul, but rebirth is a fact, since it occupies her body, then from today on, she will be the second miss of the Murong family, she will not succumb to others, she will not be cowardly and incompetent, she will live her own style, she will write down all the people who bullied her one by one, even if she is not capable now, she will return the full amount in the future.

Now all she has to do is to improve her strength, keep her head up, and survive before her wings are full. Of course, the question now is how she can make herself stronger, even with her memories, Murong Lingyu is still confused.