Chen Ying lay in a pool of blood, her body gradually becoming numb to the excruciating pain.
She had never imagined that she would become the very stick-person she often "shaved."
So this is what it feels like to be a stick-person.
Yet she had always been regarded as the pearl in the palm of many, treasured by all!
The perfect female hero admired by countless people!
But Old Demon Duan had destroyed her flawless self, it was really…
Too malicious!
If it weren't for her desire to witness the malicious Old Demon Duan beaten to death with her own eyes, she might have already died of cerebral hemorrhage from sheer rage.
So at this moment, Chen Ying couldn't help but let out a hysterical scream—"Zhu Heimian, you must kill him! Avenge me!"
She stared fixedly at Duan Yun, determined to see him die!
Duan Yun paid her no heed and directly gazed at Zhu Heimian.
