Chapter 1: Snow Brake - Sunset
The setting sun looks like blood, and the evening mist is like smoke.
The west wind howled, blowing across the mountain valley, dyeing the entire horizon a shocking red, as if mourning for the brutal battle that had just ended.
Xiyan held a long sword in her hand, her ink-black hair flying wildly, and a white dress tightly wrapped around her exquisite figure, rustling in the wind, without a single stain of blood.
Beneath the veil, those breathtakingly beautiful eyes revealed a unique coldness in this battlefield-like atmosphere, like a Shura from hell.
At this moment, her eyes were icy cold as she scanned the surroundings sharply. Wherever she looked, the air seemed to be frozen.
At her feet, more than a dozen corpses were lying in a mess. Blood was spreading wildly on the ground, gathering into pools of dark red blood, emitting a disgusting fishy smell.
Not far away, the carriage that fell from the cliff had fallen apart, broken wood boards were flying everywhere, the wheels were tilted to one side, and the horse's body was twisted at a strange angle, obviously all the bones in its body were broken.
Xiyan walked closer to the carriage, lifted the curtain with her sword, and found that there was no one inside.
She sighed softly and slowly sheathed the sword in her hand.
Today, she followed the order of Regent Xiao Nanyan to rob and kill the Crown Prince of Tianqi, Helian Feng, in Xishan Valley.
This was a carefully planned operation, but in the end, Helian Feng was not in the carriage.
It seems that even with a single mistake, his whereabouts were revealed. Helian Feng must have used a trick to escape.
In this case, I can only return home and accept punishment.
After thinking about it, she turned and walked towards the mountain pass.
After walking a few steps, I suddenly heard a strong wind coming from behind, accompanied by an angry shout:
"Ashura Xuesha! Give me your life!"
Xiyan reacted extremely quickly. Without even turning her head, she exerted force with one foot and kicked up a long sword that was scattered on the ground.
The long sword flew backwards with a fierce force.
Immediately afterwards, a shrill scream was heard from behind. The attacker had been hit and fell to the ground!
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Regent's Palace.
There is a chilly breeze outside the window, but the room is filled with the spirit of spring.
The flickering candlelight brushed against the vermilion window lattices, casting a hazy shadow on the golden curtains. In the misty air, the intricate cloud patterns on the nanmu pillars swirled upwards, as if about to soar into the clouds.
Xiyan knelt on the mirror-smooth marble floor. Even though the fire in the house was burning and warmth was everywhere, her thin dress could not resist the cold. The cold touch spread along her knees, making her legs numb.
Even so, her back remained straight, her whole body tensed, her eyes lowered, and she dared not move at all.
"Failed?"
Regent Xiao Nanyue leaned lazily on the carved nanmu chair, squinting his eyes at the woman kneeling on the ground. His voice was not loud, but it seemed to come from the bottom of a deep valley, carrying an unquestionable sense of oppression.
Xiyan subconsciously looked up and met that cold and intimidating gaze.
Today, Xiao Nanyue was wearing a black brocade robe embroidered with golden python patterns. The collar was slightly open, revealing a small piece of his smooth chest, but it did not look frivolous at all, but instead added a bit of casual charm.
He was born with a face steeply chiseled, his brows sharp as blades, his eyes dark as the abyss, a cold, glint in his eyes, a coldness that kept people at a distance. His nose was high, his lips slightly raised, and his every move exuded a sinister charm and austerity, like a sultry Asura in the dark night.
Xi Yan's figure trembled slightly, then she lowered her eyes and replied in a low voice:
"I am guilty! Crown Prince Helian Feng is very cunning and was not in the carriage. I had no choice but to kill those guards and silence them."
There was a hint of guilt and uneasiness in her voice. Her neck was lowered, and her fine hair fell, gently covering the side of her face and hiding her beautiful face in the shadows.
Xiao Nanyan glanced at her sideways, his eyes lightly sweeping across the jade-like whiteness of her neck, and snorted:
"Oh? So someone leaked the news beforehand? The dreaded Shura Xuesha is no more than this."
He drew out the last syllable, one hand casually placed on the armrest, his slender fingers tapping lightly from time to time, each sound striking Xiyan's heart.
After eight years of being with Xiao Nanyue, she understood his every move, every frown and smile.
"I am incompetent and willing to be punished!"
The west wind outside the window was blowing even stronger, making the window paper creak. Suddenly, the room fell into dead silence.
After a while, Xiao Nanyan opened his thin lips slightly:
"Then I'll reward you with a Heart-Scorching Pill!"
Xiyan's body trembled violently, and her fingertips were cold.
This Burning Heart Pill is Xiao Nanyue's punishment for the dead soldiers who have made mistakes.
It is said that taking this heart-burning pill will cause a kind of pain like a burning flame in the heart. Unless Xiao Nanyue is kind enough to give you an antidote midway, otherwise, the pain will last for three full days.
Some of the warriors couldn't bear it anymore and even chose to commit suicide.
It seems that Xiao Nanyue was very angry about the failure of her operation.
However, even though she was filled with panic, she did not dare to argue or resist. She could only bite her lower lip and whispered:
"yes!"
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