After I killed him for 9,000 years, he was reborn.

In the Da Chong Dynasty, outside the prosperous outskirts of Yuanjing City, there was a constant stream of people. A young man dressed in gray, with a pale face and thin body, but always with an upright posture, stood obediently at the end of the line waiting to enter the city at the gate of Yuanjing City.

Looking up at the majestic and tall city gate of Yuanjing City, the young man had a mixed expression on his face, but he never said a word. He just followed the crowd and waited to enter the destination he had finally arrived at after a month of hard travel.

Seeing a team of soldiers guarding the city gate carefully questioning the civilians who were queuing to enter the city, the young man frowned slightly.

After patiently waiting in line for a quarter of an hour, the boy with a troubled look on his face deliberately covered his stomach, left the line, and quickly ran towards a small forest not far away.

After a while, the person who came out of the grove was not the dusty young man, but a farm girl who was dressed in coarse linen and was so thin that she seemed like she would fall down if the wind blew.

Two thick black braids hung in front of her chest which was as flat as a washboard. The girl, Nanyang Yao, was holding a basket half filled with vegetables and on top of the vegetables was a golden and crispy dried fish. She walked obediently with her head half lowered among the crowd towards the gate of Yuanjing City.

After waiting in line for more than half an hour again, the washboard girl finally entered Yuanjing City smoothly. Touching her stomach which was obviously sunken due to hunger, the girl followed the smell into a bun shop.

After spending all her money and eating two big delicious meat buns, the washboard girl was only barely half full. Looking at the remaining two steaming hot meat buns, she was reluctant to eat them. She walked to a deserted place, quietly took the two warm buns and stuffed them into her chest through her lapel.

By the time she came out of the deserted alley, there were two meat-bun-sized arcs on the washboard girl's chest. On her skinny arms, she still carried half a basket of vegetables that had wilted from being exposed to the sun, and the fragrant golden dried fish.

Now that we have successfully entered Yuanjing City, the next step is to overturn the sky of Yuanjing City, especially the prince who killed more than a hundred lives of my Nan family. Last time you were lucky to become the emperor, you couldn't even touch the legs of the dragon throne. I will skin you alive and pull out your tendons to commemorate the more than 100 lives lost in my Nan family.

And those who participated in the Nan family's bloodbath, you all clean your necks and wait for them to be chopped into pieces and fed to the dogs...

Nanyang Yao, who had transformed from a washboard girl into a meat bun girl, was thinking about how to give the murderer a combination of 108 tortures, but suddenly heard an extremely unpleasant noise.

"Look at that little bitch, she's as skinny as a stick of firewood, but her breasts are still plump and round..."

A dandy young man, about 20 years old, holding a folding fan and pretending to be elegant, passed by the alley and spotted the distracted girl Nanyang Yao with his sharp eyes.

"Where is this young lady from?"

He opened his folding fan with a snap and shook it gently, deliberately showing off the emerald ring on his thumb the size of a pigeon egg. The dandy boy, who was accustomed to showing off his wealth, blocked the way of the chubby girl Nanyang Yao with two servants.

The girl, Nanyang Yao, lowered her head, pursed her lips and said nothing. She looked like a weak girl who had encountered a bully who had raped her. But in her heart she was wondering who this blind guy in front of her was.