"Who... exactly are you?" Han Yan stared into the eyes of the purple-haired man and asked.
"If life and death have reincarnation, always remember my name—Xu Ming!" The purple-haired man slowly drew out a snake-shaped longsword, and blood gushed forth.
Even with the protection of the Heart Protecting Divine Sword, Han Yan's Heart Meridian still gradually shattered, life force quickly faded, her figure also gradually became ethereal, her consciousness grew muddled.
"My Lord!" Beside her, came the heart-wrenching cries of the Fifth Prince and a group of noble family's sons.
"Han Yan." From afar, came Ye Lanfeng's heartbroken shout.
Han Yan felt herself rise into the air, likely struck by Xu Ming's palm, yet with the meridians all shattered, she could feel no pain, only that her body became so light as if about to fly out from this world, this life's cycle.
