If it was not for this bastard Liu Yi, he would not have met the Ninth Emperor again and… He would not have to become a sword spirit.
Liu Yi was dumbfounded, staring dumbly at the man rushing toward him. Before he had time to react, a sword light had already pierced his chest.
He looked down and saw that there was a large hole on his chest as blood spilled from it. Soon, his body fell backward with a thud… into a pool of blood...
The others were also dumbfounded. No one had thought that this soul that had been screaming to kill Feng Ruqing last night, had been subdued by her in the blink of an eye?
Of course, the others were shocked, but for Feng Lianyi, it was a bit too much for her to bear.
Her eyes stared wildly at Feng Ruqing, and her voice was hysterical. "Why does god always favor you so much? You have such a perfect husband and even a general's granddaughter. Why should you even own this soul? Why is god so unfair?"
