Snow City.

Autumn, November.

The cold wind blows through the red cherry blossoms in the courtyard, the cold wind is whining, and the fallen flowers are scattered. Only this dead branch and leaf destroyed by the wind can barely become the embellishment of this Luoxuan Pavilion. Rotten wood and broken beams, several crumbling wooden houses barely formed a building called "Luoxuan Pavilion". Some of the large holes in the roof have been blocked with rags, and the small crevices have been covered with oiled paper, and the house is full of weeds, except for a cherry tree, which stands alone, showing a desolation. Inside, there are a few simple pieces of furniture, but they are spotless. On a small bed made of coarse cloth lay a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.

The eyelashes trembled slightly, and when I opened my eyes, my face was full of confusion. Isn't she dead?

She remembered very clearly that her dearest and most beloved sister, the one who had always said that she loved her, actually pushed her down the river while she was not looking!

Yongqing River, the first of the ten evil rivers in Snow City, its temperature and depth are not imaginary ice and depth, and no one who falls into the water will survive, let alone the cold and bleak autumn! And her only beloved relative, her own sister with the same father and mother, pushed her down the river like this!

She sat up from the bed, drenched all over, and it seemed that someone had rescued her.

Her parents, her father is the lord of Snow City; Mother, is the Virgin of Syracuse; Sister, is the saint of Snow City. All her relatives have a supreme status, and her family is the leader of Snow City. And she is a disabled woman who is spurned by everyone. She is a cripple.

She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the broken furniture in the room, her eyes shining with hatred.

The crowd must have been celebrating her death.

The corners of her mouth hooked up with a sneer,

This time, I'm going to get back what belongs to me!

She slowly spread out her palm, and a blood-red cherry blossom appeared in the palm of her hand.

That's right, it's the legendary Blood Sakura.

According to legend, the blood cherry blossom is the representative holy object of the strongest in the three worlds of heaven and earth, and its appearance is like an ordinary cherry blossom, but it is actually a magic weapon that controls everything. The appearance of the blood cherry blossom heralds the reappearance of the thousand-year-old catastrophe - the immortal and demon war, and the person who ended this devastating catastrophe is the owner of the blood cherry blossom and the successor of the cherry blossom girl.

At the beginning, when she got the blood sakura, her first reaction was to be extremely surprised, she thought it was just an ancient legend, but she didn't expect the appearance of the blood cherry blossom to happen to her! Although she didn't know why she got the blood cherry blossoms, in addition to being happy, she thought that after her sister took her to see the scenery on the banks of the Yongqing River on her birthday, she would give the blood cherry blossoms to her sister and try to make her sister the lord of the blood cherry blossoms. But who would have thought that the only person she loved would push her off the Yongqing River!

Now, in this world, there is no one worthy of her concern. She has had enough of the world's contempt, her biological parents don't treat her as a human being, her favorite sister is bent on killing her, and the people in the world want her to disappear immediately. All because she was born in a natural disaster and because she was a lame girl who was powerless. Snow City, where martial arts are respected, everyone has illusions. Even beggars can use illusions such as face alteration, and she, the daughter of the city lord, can't even cast a single illusion. The three words "Luo Xuan Ge" represent the weak, and everyone can be punished!

Weakling?

I don't believe it.

A trace of tears was fleeting, giving up the last trace of tender nostalgia.

She lifted her finger, and a drop of bright red blood dripped down—