Not everyone was fatally attracted to those two sacred realms.
Although those places were good, they were hard to survive in. An insignificant person like her would probably be trampled and ground into minced meat soon after her arrival.
"You'll bring me to Wulong Mountain? Are you planning to use me as a shield when you're in danger, Madam?"
"You… Blargh!"
Xue Yingyue coughed up a large mouthful of black blood.
She knew she could not survive, but she was indignant. She had schemed and spent so many years in the backyard of the Prince Zhan Yun Residence.
She had wasted her youth here, but she ended up dying a horrible death.
Anyone would be indignant about this.
"Don't be arrogant. If the old Emperor can kill me, he can also kill you. Do you think you'll have a good end once I die?" She clutched her chest with one hand and stared at Ling Ye with bloodthirsty eyes.
