A sword penetrated the throat and neck of the corpse.
prick!
Another sword strike, piercing the center of the chest.
Wen Ranran raised her sword and lowered it, as if there was no one around, her voice was trembling and excited, "This is the third time you've killed me."
prick!
prick!
prick!
One sword after another, without any hesitation, it penetrated a certain part of the corpse. Wen Ranran's eyes were not at all excited, but there were faint tears in her eyes.
She seemed to have been greatly wronged and muttered pitifully, "This is the sixteenth time you have killed me. My stomach hurts so much. Do you know what it feels like to be hurt to death?"
"This is the twentieth time you have killed me. I knelt on the ground and begged you, but you still refused to let me go. In order to kill me, you didn't even let go of the children who were protecting me. Yama, right?
, just go back to the underworld and stay there!"
"This is the thirty-first time you've killed me."
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Wen Ranran's stabbing movements became more and more numb, as if she were an unconscious human-shaped sword stabbing machine, just tapping on the body riddled with holes, recounting the bitterness and misery she had experienced for a hundred years.
Who would have thought that once she was just a weak woman with no strength, who had offended someone, and was hunted down by the world's number one killer!
It’s been a hundred years of non-death and life-and-death struggle!!!
Every time she dies, she hopes to never open her eyes again, but every time she seems to jump out of the deep sea and takes her first breath, she has to return to the day of her death and start a new escape.
She was really tired and didn't want to run away. She begged and tried every means to harm herself, just to keep her alive.
But, no.
The Shadow Yama did not let her go. For a hundred years, she was trapped in nightmares day and night, until she began to develop extreme hatred.
She wants to fight back.
Even if she is still dead, she still wants the guy who has been chasing her for a hundred years to feel what it feels like to be killed!
Therefore, she began to be "killed" with premeditated plans, one after another, imitating the moves of the first killer. To this day, she has sacrificed her flesh and blood countless times in exchange for deciphering the killer's ten sword moves.
She is ready.
For this purpose, Wen Ranran also selected one of the most distinguished spectators in the city—Xia Lishuang.
There is nothing more satisfying than being a dignified prince of a country and witnessing him killing the number one killer. If there is, it is now!
No part of Wen Ranran's stabbed body was intact anymore. Her face, sleeves, and skirt were all stained with blood. Even the ground was dripping with scarlet blood and rotten flesh that had been picked apart by the sword's edge.
.
As if she just remembered, she stopped and looked sideways at the three people on the other side.
The three people, who had been stunned for a long time, became dumbfounded. The moment they met Wen Ranran's gaze, their throats tightened at the same time.
Wen Ranran raised her hand to wipe away the blood that almost blinded her eyes, and smiled with a few white teeth.
"Huh? There are rumors in the city that the county prince is naturally weak and will faint when he sees blood. What's going on today?"
"Boom!"
Before she finished speaking, Xia Lishuang rolled her eyes and fell backwards.
On the side, Qian Yu and the round-faced guard changed their faces in shock, "Master!!!"
Wen Ranran hurriedly stabbed the last few swords indiscriminately, and rushed over with the sword in hand. The smell of blood all over her body made Qian Yu and the others gag.
"Hey, hey, back off! You're not afraid of offending my county prince!"
"Sorry!"
Wen Ranran took off her coat and used it as a rag, wiped the blood on her hands and face, and then looked anxiously at Xia Lishuang, who had her eyes closed and was so delicate that she was resting in Qian Yu's arms.
"I told you to leave earlier. You have to stay here to watch. I know there is an old doctor in a medical clinic in the city who is best at treating convulsions. I will take you there!"
This is very innocent.
Wen Ranran curled her lips, she still liked the face of the most handsome man, but it would be better not to be frightened by her.
The round-faced guard opened his mouth to refuse, but suddenly he felt Qian Yu's eyes signaling him. Before he could say anything, Qian Yu had already spoken.
"In that case, please ask the girl to lead the way."
After saying that, he stood up with Xia Lishuang in his arms.
Wen Ranran did not dare to delay any longer, nodded, and ran to the stairs first. The four of them had just descended a few stairs when Qian Yu suddenly exclaimed.