C1092 The Holy Maiden Is Dead

Her white clothes were snow-white, and there was not a trace of life on her face. Her red lips were abnormally flirtatious, as if she was only half asleep and hadn't died at all.

"Impossible, how could she die? I clearly did not harm her vitals back then!" Muyan suddenly stood up and walked towards the coffin.

Before he could even reach the coffin