Immortal, save me!

That was her seventh sister, Chu Xuewei.

The woman looked at her playfully, her red lips opening and closing as she said silently: Imperial sister, everything you have will eventually be mine.

"No! That's mine, that's mine, no one can take it away!"

Chu Xueying struggled and shouted.

However, the people in front were talking and laughing by themselves, as if they didn't see her.

Chu Xueying stared at the happy scene with resentment in her eyes.

The hand that was pinching her throat suddenly moved down and reached into her clothes...

A hot, oppressive body pressed against my back.

Chu Xueying struggled frantically and shouted desperately: "Don't touch me! Get away! Get away!"

"Don't touch me! Don't touch me!"

"Who will save me?! Save me! I don't want it, I don't want it..."

The scene in front of me suddenly lit up, and in the remote woods, two handsome men got off a carriage.

Luo Jin noticed her, took a few steps towards her, and asked with a smile, "Why is Miss Chu here?"

Chu Xueying's eyes sparkled with light, and she desperately reached out to him: "Save me, save me!"

Luo Jin shook his head and sighed, "I can't save you."

After saying that, Luo Jin turned and left without looking at her again, and Mo Yin didn't look at her from beginning to end, as if she didn't exist.

Chu Xueying shouted in despair: "No! Don't go! Please! Please save me! Save me!"

The two men ignored her and let her be pinned down by the man behind them while they drove away in their carriage.

Amid the flying dust, her world darkened again. Her consciousness was hazy, as if it had left her body, making her feel inexplicably refreshed.

She reached out her hand and groped forward, and felt a warm body. She could clearly feel the sound of a heartbeat under her palm. She didn't know when something appeared in her hand. It had a rough texture and was just right for her to grasp.

As the scalding liquid flowed out from the skin under his hand, the originally clear heartbeat suddenly became unbalanced and beat disorderly. The next moment, the unbalanced heartbeat suddenly stopped, and there was no more unusual movement.

Chu Xueying smelled a strong smell of blood.

She raised her head slowly, and the young man in black in front of her looked at her with a pale face, his eyes were filled with astonishment, but they had completely lost their spirit.

Chu Xueying widened her eyes in fear. She wanted to step back, but her body was out of control. She saw her hand loosen the handle of the dagger and slowly move it to the top of Luo Jin's head. A strong suction force gathered in her palm, and something was sucked out from the top of Luo Jin's head.

The breath flowed into her body along her palms, making her feel light and comfortable like never before.

But before she could be happy for long, a hand grabbed her neck with such force that she could clearly hear the "crack" sound of her neck breaking.

Behind her, Mo Yin let go with an indifferent expression and threw her body on the ground casually.

……

Chu Xueying woke up suddenly. She covered her neck and sat up, breathing heavily as if she was suffocating. The broken neck seemed to still hurt in her dream.

"It's another dream."

Chu Xueying looked a little crazy. She staggered off the bed, stood barefoot on the ground, and her body swayed as if she was drunk.

She looked up at the roof, bright red bloodshot all over her eyeballs. Her originally lively and beautiful eyes now looked even more hideous and ferocious.

"why?"

"Why do you make me feel the despair and pain over and over again?!"

"Why?!"

"Why……"

Chu Xueying's face was covered with tears. She absentmindedly knocked over the tea set on the table. The crisp sound of shattering rang in her ears. The broken porcelain pieces splashed everywhere, and a few tiny fragments pierced into her flesh.