"Just just a sword, kill me."

Kill her!!

"Kill me, you will be king."

Kill her!!!

Suddenly, Zhao Yang, who was hesitating, closed his eyes.

Dingdang.

After a crisp sound, the Erxin Sword fell to the ground.

"Can't it be done?"

A look of disappointment flashed in the queen's eyes, and her originally soft hair seemed to be coming alive and began to wrap around Zhao Yang.

The movements are very gentle, making people feel no pain at all.

In front of her, Zhao Yang had no intention of avoiding her.

It's like waiting for death...

He is just an ordinary person.

Even though he has a memory of a cultivator of the Soul, he is just an ordinary person after all.

Countless people fell in front of the queen, and he had no reason to be spared.

unless.....

Puff.

Hair pierces the body.

Drops of life essence were absorbed from Zhao Yang's body, and the bright red color dyed the golden hair red.

This is the feeling of loss of life.

Are you going to... die?

In a daze, Zhao Yang opened his eyes.

Seeing that everything about him was about to be swallowed by the woman opposite, Zhao Yang actually showed a smile on his face.

"Yes, can you ask you a question?"

"OK."

"Do you believe in your past life?"

"Previous life?"

The queen's expression paused, and in her mind, a figure standing on the ruins became more and more distant from her.

After a little silence, the queen nodded to Zhao Yang: "I believe it."

Seeing this, Zhao Yang smiled happily.

"I will tell you a secret. I, in my previous life, was actually a sword immortal..."

Zhao Yang has not finished a single sentence.

In the dark, a sword sounded.

Between the two.
Chapter completed!