An Ning let out a cold, cold laugh.
Her mouth was full of bloody froth.
In the end, she couldn't bring herself to kill Fu Xingyi.
She couldn't do it, and with one sword she pierced through Xiao Jinxing's body instead.
Fu Xingyi was also terrified by the An Ning in front of him.
Once again.
He chose to protect himself.
Only at the most critical moment does a person's true nature show.
His whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
His eyes were red, his face twisted and feral.
He felt ashamed of what he had done, but he still chose, to save himself.
Again and again, in distrust, he chose to protect himself.
An Ning fell.
She fell heavily at Lin Zichan's side.
Everything was over.
She was never supposed to exist in this place.
Everything here suddenly felt as if it had all become a dream.
Just a dream she had at the edge of death.
The dream shattered.
And that was the end.
An Ning closed her eyes.
The whole world, went dark.
Fu Xingyi just watched An Ning, fall.
