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The night was dark, and the night wind was blowing gently.

The woman wore a silver windbreaker. Her short hair fluttered in the wind, making her appear smart and capable.

"Bang!" Bang! "Bam!"

Three bullets pierced through the woman's heart along with the sudden gunshot. Her thin body slowly tilted to the side as she fell into the cold and silent sea behind her …

His head was empty, everything was gone, her eyes were uncontrollably closed, and death was creeping in. But, she was really unwilling! She was unwilling to just die in vain! No, she could not die! She had to live, live for revenge! Wake up, open your eyes and wake up!

Suddenly, the woman's tightly shut eyes opened.

Her keen senses told her that the air was filled with the thick smell of blood!

What was going on?

She frowned slightly. Before she could clearly see her surroundings, a long sword with a cold glint suddenly stabbed over, the tip of the sword pointed in her direction.

"Scram!"

She leaped into the air, her legs twisting nimbly in the air, easily kicking off the cold sword. Then, she quickly stepped forward, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and swung it out without hesitation, slicing the sword's owner's throat.

Fresh blood gushed out from the sword, dyeing it a dark red. The smell of blood also became stronger.

She looked at the scene in front of her, her gaze gradually becoming colder. The surroundings were desolate and run-down, devoid of any trace of human life. However, the sound of swords and sabers clashing against each other could be heard. Armored soldiers were fighting amongst each other, and blood was spreading everywhere.

"Go!" Charge! "Kill them all!"

The leader raised his spear high and ordered the soldiers to attack.

Following that, more soldiers began to attack him while brandishing their swords and sabers. In her slight moment of surprise, the man with the sword came to her side and stood back to back with her, coldly staring at the soldiers.

The man whispered, "Zi Yuan, you just woke up, and your injuries …"

"Injuries? "It's fine." Only then did she feel the pain in her shoulder. There was still blood flowing out of the wound, drop by drop. However, to an assassin, as long as her life was still there, the pain was nothing.

That's right, she was a hitman, but she was not the "Zi Yuan" that the man had called her!

The final memory that belonged to Zi Yuan made her understand one thing: Zi Yuan was the crown prince's personal bodyguard, protecting him as he fled the palace. So the man leaning on her back was the current crown prince, and the other side of the battle was the troops from the palace.

"Your Highness, I will definitely protect you as you leave this place safely!" She spoke expressionlessly, her eyes looking straight ahead, calm and indifferent, firm and confident, her peerless beauty set off by the blue armor.

Helian Xuan Yi was startled. The cold and sharp gaze in his eyes became somewhat complicated and slightly dimmed. Although he could not see the expression on Zi Yuan's face, he still remembered that Zi Yuan had never made him about such a firm promise.

"Zi Yuan" naturally did not know what Helian Xuanyin was thinking as all of her attention was focused on the pursuers. Grasping the hilt of her sword tightly, she suddenly lifted it up. A cold light flashed in her eyes. Her sword was like a swimming dragon as it rapidly attacked the surrounding people. Instantly, blood splattered everywhere as wailing sounds rang out. Wherever the sword went, dark red blood spilled all over the ground.

With her nimble movements and agility, Zi Yuan had dealt with most of the pursuers in the shortest amount of time. The situation between the enemies and themselves had changed. She held her sword in her hand as she stood in the twilight. There were countless corpses under her feet, and her green battle uniform was soaked in blood. However, her expression remained calm.

"Kill …" Kill … "Kill her for me!"

The leader of the pursuers' eyes were filled with panic. His voice was trembling, and the hand holding the spear was trembling.

Kill her?

Zi Yuan's lips curled into a cold smile, revealing a trace of ridicule. Humph! You want to kill me? What a huge joke! She had already died once. After her rebirth, her life could only end by herself. No one else had the qualifications!

Liu Mei suddenly frowned, her black pupils instantly filled with frost.

The sharp edge of her sword turned and she quickly leaped up. Stepping on the scattered corpses on the ground, she headed straight for the general in hot pursuit. In the cool breeze, her black hair fluttered in the wind as her battle uniform glowed with blood-red light. The bright sword that was dripping blood slashed the edge of the long spear and twisted a few times before accurately stabbing into her opponent's chest.

"You … "You …"

"This is what happens when you talk too much." She disdainfully uttered a cry as she swiftly unsheathed her sword. Fresh blood splattered on her green battle uniform, and a bloody mist shrouded her vision.

With their pursuers killed, the situation was completely reversed.

Soon after, Zi Yuan and the crown prince's personal army finished off the rest of their troops and rushed out of the city. As the sun was setting, the city gates closed. The crown prince and the others were unable to leave the city, and could only settle down on the spot.

After she looked around, she found a luxurious mansion. she led a few of the pro-soldiers to kill everyone in the courtyard and welcomed the crown prince to his house.

Helian Xuan Yi kept staring at Zi Yuan. His expression did not change, but his heart was filled with astonishment.

"Zi Yuan, you've worked hard today. Go rest."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Zi Yuan responded with a faint sigh. She was prepared to tidy up Primal Chaos's brain a bit. At the very least, she had to clarify her new identity first.

Just as she was about to leave, Helian Xuanyin suddenly spoke up, "Yuan'er, let me see your injury."

What? Yuan? The Crown Prince had actually called her "Yuan'er"?