Beixuan Dynasty, July of the sixth year of Shengde, light rain.

Outside the city, in a dilapidated temple, a candle flame flutters in the wind.

Under the candlestick, a man in black knelt on the ground motionless, until the person in front of him tapped on the table, and the man in black slowly spoke: "Boss, all kinds of criminal laws have been tried, and she really doesn't seem to know that thing." ”

Looking up, seeing that the boss didn't speak, he continued: "Although it's true that she is fourteen years old, but I don't look at her like a member of the royal family, are we mistaken......"

The voice of the man in black became smaller and quieter, and the back was almost inaudible.

The man sitting in the chair, listening to the report of his subordinates, his eyes drooped lightly, and his lips pursed slightly.

Got it wrong?

Could it be that her sister is?

But it's clear that she looks like...

"Bang dang!"

The metal hit the ground with a crisp sound.

The seated man frowned and looked up at the inner sanctum.

I saw a man covered in blood running out in a panic, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, falling to the ground, and splashing with a bang.

"Boss, people, people, dead ......" Putong knelt side by side with the man in black before, burying his head very low.

The man who was called the Boss couldn't sit still when he heard the word 'dead' and went straight into the inner sanctum.

As far as the eye could see, the girl lay lifeless on the ground like a crumpled rag. The whip marks and branding on the back of the girl's already tattered clothes could be seen, and the exposed half of her face was also covered with scars.

Just as the man leaned over and raised his hand to probe the girl's snort, the man lying on the ground suddenly opened his empty, bleeding eyes.

Without waiting for the reaction of the person in front of him, he quickly pulled off the golden hairpin on his head.

"Whew!"

The metal pierced into the flesh, and the man's arm froze in mid-air, his eyes full of disbelief "It's your ......".

The two kneeling men in the outer hall heard the sound and raised their knives.

At this time, in the inner hall, there were no dead girls on the ground, only their boss was lying in a pool of blood, and a golden hairpin that was not deep in his fingers was poked at his temple.

The two of them looked at each other, and a growing fear rose from the soles of their feet. This accuracy, this depth, and this technique, even if you are not proficient in martial arts, you are by no means good.

In the dark corner of the inner sanctum, a woman's bloody clothes fluttered in the wind, and her flesh and blood blurred her hand held a silver sword that she had just won.

Her eyes were closed, and she followed the rhythm of her breathing, discerning the direction of the enemy. Suddenly, there was a gale, and the silver sword fluttered, stabbing at one of them.

The man saw the sword flying towards him, and he turned sideways to avoid the fatal position, but he also suffered a blow in the lower abdomen.

The other saw that his companion was injured, and finally came back to his senses, looking at the girl in front of him, who was already at the end of the crossbow.

He and she flashed the sharp sword in their wrists at the same time, and one of them turned his arm, and the sword actually spun in his hand, stirring the air and almost stirring the girl's hand in. Helpless, the girl had to let go.

The man saw that he was about to succeed, and pressed step by step, and at the moment when the tip of the sword pierced the girl's eyebrows, she suddenly leaned back, and a lower waist, and her waist immediately bent at 90 degrees. The man slashed his sword into the air, and just as he was about to launch a second round of attacks, the person in front of him quickly turned around, and then raised one leg to the knees, and with the force of lifting the knee to kick the ground, he lifted his body into the air, and the other leg struck a powerful blow at the man's face.

The man fell to the ground in response, but he still didn't give up, wanting to surprise the blind girl when he approached him......

"Ahh A terrible scream tore through the sky.

The man's empty sleeves were filled with blood. A few feet away, an arm holding a dagger was lying quietly.

turned a deaf ear to the heart-rending screaming girl, didn't she just cut off one of his arms, and she also cried for her father and mother?

The girl fumbled in the darkness, and soon she found the crumbling light and the remaining liquor that the killer had drunk.

Snort...... With a bang, the alcohol and the candle flame collided, and the flames rushed upwards in an instant, and a stream of heat rushed to the face, as if it could burn everything out.

The ruined temple, which had fallen into disrepair for a long time, was vulnerable to the flames, and even the drizzle could not stop the fire from engulfing everything.

Outside the ruined temple, a woman was covered in blood, and if you look closely, there is also red liquid flowing out of the two black holes on the face of the insects and ants.

The strange thing is that dragging such a dilapidated body, the girl not only bared her teeth and grinned, but also calmly found the branch and carved a few big characters on the ground.

She is the boss of the killer group in the 22nd century, Feng Lingyu, a terrifying female devil, who dares to arrest her and torture her, this revenge will not be avenged, and she will not be a person!

Suddenly, there was discomfort in her head, and a memory that did not belong to her instantly hit her. Feng Lingyu seemed to realize something—so wasn't she rescued?

It's dead, and it's a resurrection of the corpse!

According to these fragmentary memories, Feng Lingyu had a preliminary understanding of this body. The original owner is the daughter of Beixuan General Feng Chengyi, the niece of Prime Minister Feng, but she was born from a prominent background, but her father does not hurt, her mother does not love, she is bullied and excluded everywhere, and lives a life that is not as good as pigs and dogs.

She was shrouded in a cold air, thinking that she had lived for twenty-eight years, and it could be said that she had been bullying others for twenty-five years, and now she was reborn in a waste body, which is really ...... Creation makes people.

Fortunately, the original owner is also called Feng Lingyu, otherwise she would have to change her name.

While sorting out her memories, Feng Lingyu stroked this torn body.

Stunned, she didn't hurt!

Why is this body as painless as the original her?

Didn't she borrow the corpse to resurrect the soul?

Or did she pass through the whole body with her? As soon as the idea popped up, she immediately rejected it. She didn't have any body, she fell into the river with a bomb, if it wasn't for the explosion, there would not be even any scum left, and with that person's medical skills, she wouldn't have died thoroughly.

Thinking of that person, the corners of Feng Lingyu's mouth rose, no matter what happened to this body, as long as she lived, whether it was crossing or borrowing the corpse to resurrect the soul, that person would definitely follow, even if there were no modern medical facilities, Feng Lingyu believed that the person could also heal the original owner's injury, after all, she was a living Bodhisattva with the name of a miracle doctor, and she could still pretend to have a pair of eyes for her.

Perhaps because of her blindness, her hearing became extraordinarily sensitive.

"Who?" Before he finished speaking, the branch in his hand was thrown towards the dead tree not far away.

'Flutter. The crow was frightened and flapped its wings and fled.

Hearing the voice, Feng Lingyu clapped her hands, and she didn't know what she was sorry for!

Although Feng Lingyu didn't feel pain at this time, the injuries on this body were real, and the continuous loss of blood also reminded her that she should let that person heal her as soon as possible. In a little later, maybe she will be reborn and become a dried corpse.

For the sake of a better life in the future, Feng Lingyu will not slack off. The moment she stopped all thoughts, her body fell limply.

On the dead tree, the man in red who took in everything, his eyebrows were not shocked, as if life and death were ordinary things in his eyes.