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"Xilulu …"

"Kill!" "Charge!"

"Da Da Da …", the earth was trembling. Ear-shaking shouts of battle, the hissing of war horses, the clashing of swords and spears made Ji Tian Ning frown deeply.

"You're not letting me sleep? How noisy! Can you keep your voice down?"

"Is it easy to have a vacation?" Evil tonics are accompanied by endless learning, neuroscience, medicine, surgery, gynecology, anatomy... She was looking forward to the final May- Day break between the exams, which would be spent in a study and preparation period, which was so intense that she would have to cramp. This was an extremely important exam for her. It was related to whether she could get a scholarship and a diploma.

In the summer, the exam that would decide her life would begin. In order to prepare for the final exam in this holiday season, Ji Tian Ning had to put forth her last bit of energy.

It was a pity that even taking a nap, she wouldn't be able to rest in peace. Those fellows in her room who didn't learn any martial arts were full of patterns all day long, causing her head to hurt to death.

"En, little bastards, turn down the volume of the TV and block my ears."

Ji Tian Ning feebly waved her hand. However, that voice was very real and was right next to her ear.

"Puff …"

A hot stream of air sprayed onto her face. Ji Tian Ning flew into a rage. She finally opened her heavy eyelids. Did she sleep well? These little bastards, they don't want to live anymore. Well, let them know how good this queen is.

Ji Tian Ning wiped her face as she glared furiously at the young elites in front of her.

It was warm and sticky. She didn't even have time to see what those mischievous little bastards had done to her face. The scene before her eyes, however, caused her to fall into a daze.

A thick smell of blood wafted through the air. A head the size of a watermelon rolled under her feet, its unwilling eyes still staring at her. The pupils that began to expand indicated that the head had lost its life force. Indeed, his head had been removed from his neck. If he didn't want to lose his life, then that would mean he was the Great Sage of Qitian, Sun Wukong.

Ji Tian Ning blinked her large eyes as she looked at the head in a daze. She didn't know whether this was a dream or if something strange had happened. But if it's a dream, isn't it a bit too real?

Ji Tian Ning could feel that this scene was too real: the bun on his head, the grimacing expression on his face, the dark red blood, and the thick smell of blood in the air.

"Hey, there seems to be a girl here. Look, isn't that girl weird?"

Ji Tian Ning raised her head to look at the person who spoke. A few tall war horses were standing not far from her. The men on the war horses had helmets and armor that could be compared to those in the Middle Ages. Those people held heavy, cold weapons in their hands. Fresh blood dripped from their cold weapons to the ground.

"Woman, who are you? Why are you here?"

"Are you asking me?"

Ji Tian Ning subconsciously raised her hand. What a joke. The weapon in the opponent's hand was enough to crush her half to death. To show that she was harmless, she raised her hands in surrender and obedience. No matter if it was a dream or not, a hero had to be guided by the wind, not to mention a weak girl like her.

Ji Tian Ning was startled by the sight. Could it be … could it be that I've died? Am I bleeding? I...

Ah!