A stream of blood spurted out from the pale mouth. Xia Wushuang's figure suddenly swayed. With a clang, the long sword hit the ground, barely able to stabilize the crumbling body.

Under the bright moon.

The woman's clothes were as white as snow, and her face was as beautiful as jade. But her dim eyes were full of pain.

She is in pain.

Body pain.

My heart hurts even more.

The pain was heartbreaking and unbearable. But she couldn't do anything. She couldn't say anything.

She is Xia Wushuang. She is a thorn in Emperor Tian's side, the eldest daughter of Xia Zhengqing who Shenhui wants to get rid of quickly, and she is also the spiritual leader of the Xia family dynasty.

She has a heavy responsibility that is unbearable for ordinary people, and she is Xia He's biological sister——

Sister, how can you compete with your sister for a man who is good enough?

"Hahaha--"

Xia Wushuang looked up to the sky and laughed, her laughter sad and angry. The blood on the corners of her lips was shocking and shocking. It made people fear this murderous female devil. They also felt sorry for this poor woman who had to shoulder everything.

Keng!

Xia Wushuang pulled out her long sword, and a spark of fire came from bottom to top, shining on the Wushuang girl's delicate and delicate cheek. This woman who had endured everything and buried all the loneliness and suffering deep in her heart murmured to herself: "Father

.Have you ever thought that this sword will only bring me endless torture instead of compensation?"

Whoosh!

The long sword suddenly retracted and disappeared immediately. When Xia Wushuang turned around, the blood on the corners of her lips disappeared. She walked steadily towards her room, and when she passed by Chen Changqing and Chen Changqing, who had complicated faces in the corridor,

The woman said indifferently: "The God-killing plan has been fully launched."

"Yes. Miss!"
Chapter completed!