The Great Dream God

Princess Ziyang nodded slightly. Her skin, as delicate as mutton-fat jade, shone charmingly in the bright sunlight, just like the finest silk, smooth and dazzling.

The sunlight seemed to favor her particularly, making every inch of her skin almost perfect. The delicate texture seemed silky smooth with just a light touch.

Her black hair, like a waterfall, fell casually on her shoulders, swaying gently in the breeze, adding a touch of lively beauty.

However, at this moment, her originally stunningly beautiful face was filled with a look of almost desperate pleading, and that look was like a withered flower, which made people feel pity for her.

Her eyes were full of helplessness and despair. Her originally bright eyes became dim and lifeless. Her autumn-water-like eyes were filled with tears, as if they would burst out at the next moment.

Her voice trembled, like a leaf falling in the wind, with endless sorrow: "I'm begging you! Can you have mercy and let me, the woman who once spent a night with you, go? No matter what, we did have that night of tenderness and joy! That night, the moonlight was like water, sprinkling on our embraced bodies, and tenderness and sweetness filled the air. It still lingers in my heart and cannot be shaken off. Are you really so cruel that you want to drive me to a dead end? Perhaps, we can continue the romantic relationship we once had! As long as you are willing, we can go back to the past, find that beauty again, and let that love bloom again."

Her words were filled with memories of the good old days and a hint of anticipation for the future; the trembling and sadness in her voice made people feel heartbroken for her.

Xu Xiaofeng heard these words and her anger instantly erupted like a volcano. Her face turned red like a ripe apple, her eyes widened, and it seemed as if flames were about to burst out of her eyes. She shouted angrily: "Meng Jin! Kill her! You are my husband, and I will never allow this woman to destroy our lives again! Her existence is an obstacle to our happiness, like a demon, and I can no longer tolerate her nonsense! Every word she says is like a poisonous sting, piercing my heart, and I will never let her continue to be so presumptuous!"

Xu Xiaofeng's body was trembling slightly because of anger. Her hands were clenched into fists, her nails dug deeply into her palms, but she seemed to feel no pain.

Her breathing was rapid and her chest heaved violently, as if she wanted to release all the anger in her heart.

Meng Jin's face was as cold as ice. His sculpture-like face was expressionless, as if it had not melted for a thousand years. His eyes were firm and resolute, like a deep cold pond, which made people shudder. His tall body stood straight, exuding an invisible majesty.

His black hair was tied up on top of his head, revealing his broad forehead, which made him look even more stern. He walked forward steadily, with each step carrying an invisible pressure, as if the entire earth was shaking under his feet.

The white sword in his hand, with a blade as white as snow, flashed a cold and piercing light under the bright sunshine. The light seemed to be able to penetrate everything, revealing its ruthlessness and majesty.

The hilt of the sword was inlaid with a blue gem, emitting a mysterious light, which formed a sharp contrast with the snow-white blade. Meng Jin held the hilt tightly, his knuckles turning white due to the force, and his eyes were always fixed on Princess Ziyang, without any mercy or hesitation.

He slowly raised the sword in his hand. The movement seemed slow, but it carried an irresistible force, as if time had frozen at this moment.

The air around them seemed to become heavy, making it difficult to breathe. Princess Ziyang's eyes gradually dimmed, filled with helplessness and despair. Her lips trembled slightly, and she murmured, "Xu Xiaofeng! Are you jealous of me? Jealous that I once had your husband? But if it weren't for me, how could you have become your husband's wife? Don't you understand the cause and effect of this? Everything I do is just for my own happiness. I am just pursuing the love and warmth in my heart. Is there anything wrong with that?" Her voice became lower and lower, and in the end it was almost inaudible. Her desperate expression made people feel nervous.

There was a burning hatred in Xu Xiaofeng's eyes, and that hatred seemed to burn everything to ashes. Her teeth were clattering, as if she was going to break them, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I've had enough of that twisted and deformed life! Now I just want to live a peaceful and tranquil life with my husband and children, a normal life! I don't want to be bothered by these messy things anymore, and I don't want to be entangled by people like you! What I long for is peace, tranquility, and a warm family atmosphere, not endless fighting and turmoil! I just want a warm home, a harbor where I can rely on with peace of mind. Is this too much?" Xu Xiaofeng's voice was full of desire for a peaceful life and dissatisfaction with the status quo. Her eyes revealed a kind of firmness, which was a firm belief in the life she pursued.

Edward took a deep breath, and it seemed as if he was sucking all the air around him into his body. His chest rose and fell violently, like surging waves, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes, which was like a burning wildfire that was difficult to extinguish. His thin face looked even more ferocious at this moment. He stared at Lisa closely and shouted loudly: "Lisa, are you really willing to be a slave for the rest of your life! Take a good look at the current situation. Meng Jin was seriously injured, and his wounds were still bleeding. The blood was like blooming red plums, staining his clothes red. Xu Xiaofeng was also seriously injured after a fierce battle with me. Her breath was disordered and her steps were weak, like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time! Right now! This is a perfect opportunity! Go and take the white sword from Meng Jin's hand. If you can kill Princess Ziyang who is lying on the ground, unarmed and powerless to resist... you will be able to gain the power of two supreme orders! Thus you can become the master of your own destiny and become a free person like me... You will no longer be bound by anyone, you can control your own life! You can get rid of the endless suffering and move towards a bright future!" Edward's voice echoed in the air, full of temptation and incitement.

However, before he could finish his words, he was abruptly interrupted. Meng Jin snorted coldly, his voice full of disdain and anger. A hint of bitter coldness flashed in his eyes, and that coldness seemed to be able to freeze everything around him into ice.

With a sudden wave of his hand, an energy dagger condensed from white light flew out instantly.

The dagger was like a flying knife flying at high speed, with amazing speed and power, it drew a dazzling light in the air, like a flash of lightning cutting through the dark night sky.

The light was so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it, and it accurately pierced Edward's neck.

Edward subconsciously covered his neck and made an indistinct sound from his throat, which was full of pain and fear.

His eyes were filled with despair and regret. He tried to struggle to say something, but could only utter a few broken syllables.

His face turned pale as paper, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and slid down his cheeks. His body kept shaking, as if he was making his last struggle.

Then, his body went limp, as if he had lost all support, and he fell heavily to the ground with a thud.

His eyes gradually lost their luster. Those eyes that were once full of ambition and desire now became empty and lifeless, like a pool of stagnant water.

He no longer had the strength to get up, and died miserably, leaving behind only a cold corpse as a witness to this brutal fight.

The corpse lay quietly on the ground, as if telling the sadness and helplessness of this dispute, which made people sigh.