The Year of Lihua: She Was Reborn

Above Zuo Nian's lifeless eyes, his tightly furrowed brows seemed to tell that he was experiencing a terrible nightmare.

Even in deep sleep, his heart seemed unable to find a moment of peace.

At this moment, Zuo Nian suddenly leaned down and prepared to kiss the beautiful Hua Ye beside him.

However, just as they were about to make out, outside the bright, red wedding room, a fierce and clear sound of fighting suddenly came, and the sound became louder and louder...

Immediately afterwards, a series of extremely miserable cries suddenly broke the quiet night sky of Zuo Mansion, as creepy as the wailing of a night owl.

Upon hearing this sudden change, Zuo Nian and Hua Ye came to their senses instantly, jumped up without hesitation, quickly entered combat mode, and then pushed open the closed door.

In an instant, the scene outside the door left them dumbfounded - blazing flames shot straight into the sky, illuminating the entire night as if it were daytime.

Corpses were lying all over the ground, blood was flowing like a river, and the air was filled with a strong and pungent smell of blood.

In the center of this horrific scene, Li Li, wearing a black and gold leather nightgown that shone with a cold light, walked slowly and gracefully between the neatly arranged secret guards on both sides.

His handsome face and charming peach blossom eyes now revealed endless disdain and cold murderous intent.

He was seen holding an extremely sharp sword in his hand and rushing towards Zuo Nian like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, the tip of the sword was within reach.

Faced with such a fierce attack, Zuo Nian showed no weakness and immediately raised his sword to meet the attack.

For a moment, swords flashed, figures crossed each other, and the two sides fought back and forth. Every move was ruthless and deadly. The slightest carelessness could mean the difference between life and death.

However, although Zuo Nian tried his best, he was ultimately inferior to his opponent in skills and gradually fell behind in less than five rounds.

"Hua Ye, she can only be my woman!"

Li Li shouted angrily, and the long sword in his hand suddenly accelerated and stabbed straight towards Zuo Nian's heart.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid the sword, at the critical moment, Hua Ye on the side rushed forward regardless of his own safety and used his weak body to block Zuo Nian.

Seeing Hua Ye die in front of him and take his last breath, his eagle eyes were filled with bloodshot and a tear of blood fell.

"Hua Ye, you can't die. You finally agreed to marry me, how can you die?" He muttered to himself after spitting out blood.

Looking at the Zuo family members who were killed and his parents lying in a pool of blood, Zuo Nian was suddenly possessed by the devil, and his disheveled appearance was very scary!

Zuo Nian was seen tightly gripping the heavy crescent-shaped sword in his hand, his arm muscles tense, veins bulging, and his eyes burning with rage.

He roared angrily, and like a ferocious beast, he slashed at Li Li's face without hesitation, which had become hideous and unrecognizable due to anger and the loss of Hua Ye!

At this moment, Zuo Nian was completely consumed by rage, with only one thought in his mind - to kill the hateful man in front of him.

And his body, which should have been full of vitality and energy, now seemed to have turned into a mindless walking corpse.

Not only that, layer after layer of black smoke flashing with strange green light continued to pour out of his body and quickly enveloped him completely.

From a distance, he looked like a demon from hell, creepy.

Seeing that Zuo Nian was about to be thrown into the bottomless, dark and gloomy well water, at the last moment before he was about to come into contact with the freezing cold water surface, suddenly, a dazzling knife light, as bright as daylight, suddenly rushed out from the bottom of the well!

All I could hear was Zuo Nian shouting in my dream: She's not dead, Miss Hua isn't dead at all! My parents aren't dead either...

The blade light instantly cut through the thick fog surrounding them, illuminating the entire sky as bright as day.

Immediately afterwards, Zuo Nian, holding a crescent-shaped sword in his hand, flew out of the well upside down at an astonishing speed.

After performing a neat and nimble somersault in the air, he landed steadily on the ground several feet away from the wellhead.

At this moment, he was sweating profusely, with sweat constantly flowing down his cheeks; his breathing was rapid and unsmooth, and every breath seemed extremely difficult; his chest was heaving violently, as if it would explode at any time.

And from his body, unstable, transparent and colorless fairy energy kept emerging. These fairy energy circled around his body, making him look even more mysterious.

The eagle's eyes, which had been clouded by hatred, were now as if cleansed by a spring, slowly regaining their former clarity and brightness.

Looking closely, I was surprised to find that his skin color, which had always been slightly yellowish, had undergone a miraculous change at this moment - it became increasingly white and translucent, as if it was glowing with a new luster.

Zuo Nian covered his chest tightly with his hands and suddenly coughed up a mouthful of dark red blood.

As he coughed out the blood, his rapid breathing gradually calmed down, and each inhalation and exhalation began to become steady and rhythmic.

His eyes were like those of a frightened hare, scanning the surroundings vigilantly, not missing any corner where danger might be hidden.

It was obvious that he was anxiously looking for Mu Qi.

"Could it be that... he too was under a spell and thrown into that deep well before he could escape the dream?"

Zuo Nian's face showed an expression of disbelief, worry, and even a bit of sadness.

However, just as he struggled to lift up the crescent-shaped sword beside him and stood up tremblingly, the complex, changeable and heart-wrenching emotions that had been in his mind before seemed to be blown away in an instant by a sudden cold wind and disappeared without a trace.

Instead, his face regained its composure and calmness. He was now concentrating on thinking of a good strategy to deal with the current dilemma...