Nishang felt pain all over her body.

The torn wounds on his body were bleeding profusely, and the sweet smell of scarlet filled the tip of his nose.

She looked at the group of demon beasts that pounced on her, and despair gradually grew in her eyes.

She shouldn't die here, she doesn't want to die like this, she wants to go home, she wants to live back to the days when her stars held the moon.

She hasn't recaptured Cangling yet, she hasn't killed Zhixi yet, she hasn't been happy yet, she can't just die like this.

She doesn't... She doesn't...

Despair and struggle spread in Nishang's heart, and her heart hurt uncontrollably.

Seeing her vision gradually blurred, the claws of those demon beasts kept claws coming up.

Ni Shang has a lot of hatred in her heart, why is the slut still alive, but she wants to die in such a place?

Even if she died, she would disturb their peace!

Brothers turn against each other, husbands and wives become enemies, regret, blame, hate, complain, and entangle them, so that they will not be at peace in this life!

Nishang gritted her teeth, before she died, she wanted to urge the ban and let Wangshu accompany her to disperse.

A strange red blood talisman condensed from her fingertips, and she wielded her mana to destroy it.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a shadow floating behind the demon beast!

Her eyes widened, and she saw that the blue shadow was very familiar, as if it was... Wangshu!

Could it be that she caused all this? Is she harming herself?

Ni Xiang's heart is horizontal, then let's die together!

Just as she was about to urge the ban, a childish voice came from her ears.

"Auntie, Auntie, are you alright?"

Nishang was stunned for a moment, and at the same time, her whole world began to shake.

At that moment, a sharp pain surged through her mind, as if a thousand knives were scraping her.

Gradually, her eyes became clouded, and immediately became clear again.

When the sight became clear, Nishang found herself lying on the ground.

In line of sight, there were two balls looking at her, two big eyes full of inquiry.

"Auntie, are you awake?" asked Yun Che.

"She's got her eyes open!" the girl gestured to the dress.

Seeing the two round balls, the pink carved faces, and the fleshy little fingers, Ni Shang was a little in a trance.

"Auntie, are you having a nightmare?" asked the girl, tilting her head.

"Auntie, you're awake, it's okay, we're all safe! You won't die!" Yun Che squeezed Nishang's hand.

Soft, pink and tender touch came from the palm of the hand, and Ni Shang's heart was touched, a little itchy.

She raised her hand and looked, there were no injuries, no blood, nothing.

So was it just a nightmare?

She's not dead, she's just dreaming?

When Nishang realized this, she began to gasp for air.

She's alive, she's still hopeful, she's still having a chance, great, great!

Nishang sat up and looked at the trees around her, the two soft balls, and the birdsong from time to time in the forest.

She really felt like she was alive again.

At that moment, the tip of Nishang's nose was sore, and she couldn't hold back and cried bitterly.

She's really not dead!

She didn't die in this place of exile, where no one knew about it.

She knew she wouldn't die so easily.

She hasn't come home yet, she hasn't taken revenge, she's not happy, how can she die.