Unwilling! She was not willing!
Life and death are but a moment, closing and opening one's eyes, death itself is not frightening.
But to die with regrets, she was not willing.
To avenge Xin Lin, the sight of Sikong Ran, Xuanwu Ring, Purple Cloud City, the pale faces of the Xin Family, and the Hundred Life Evil Ghost not meeting a good end, rushed past her mind like reflections.
She was the Female Soldier King Xin Lin, and she was also "Xin Lin." The combined grudge of the two, an unprecedented intense desire to survive crazily emerged.
The man's claws were dyed red with blood, and in the next moment, his sharp claws could tear open Xin Lin's chest.
Yet, the little figure in front of him was not pleading for mercy, even as his skin split and flesh burst. This surprised the man.
Humans are the most humble beings.
The little figure in front of him was so weak it was infuriating.
