The Bad Girl's Quick Transmigration System: Traveling Back and Forth

At that moment, Yu Shanshan's body trembled violently like a leaf in the wind, and blood gushed from her mouth like a flood. The crimson liquid intertwined in the air, forming shocking lines of blood, as if it were the tragic elegy of her life approaching its end. However, the Grand Marshal of the Arab Empire stood there impassive, like a cold statue, his eyes cold and firm, as if he was watching a bloody performance with indifference.

Yu Shanshan's eyes were filled with endless despair and helplessness. She struggled desperately, but her body was pinned to the tree behind her by several powerful crossbow arrows, unable to move at all. She could only stare wide-eyed, horrified at the deadly arrows approaching like the god of death, fear surging in her heart like a surging tide.

Instantly, a sharp, piercing whistling sound like the screams of evil spirits pierced the air, and three or four gleaming crossbow bolts streaked towards her like lightning. Their speed was as fast as lightning, stirring up gusts of fierce wind as they pounced on Yu Shanshan like a torrential downpour. Like evil spirits seeking death, these crossbow bolts ruthlessly shot towards Yu Shanshan's vitals.

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!" A series of horrifying noises echoed as one of the crossbow arrows pierced Yu Shanshan's slender throat with astonishing speed and precision. The force of the crossbow arrow, like a thunderbolt, penetrated straight through the front and emerged from the back of her neck, tearing Yu Shanshan's throat completely apart.

In an instant, a sharp, piercing whistling sound like the scream of an evil spirit pierced the sky, and three or four crossbow arrows, gleaming with cold light, came hurtling towards Yu Shanshan at lightning speed. Their speed was as fast as lightning, bringing with it gusts of fierce wind, and they rushed towards Yu Shanshan like a torrential rain.

The first crossbow bolt pierced Yu Shanshan's slender throat with astonishing speed and precision. Its force was like thunder, piercing straight through from the front and exiting from the back of her neck, ripping her throat completely apart. Blood gushed from the wound like a fountain, splattering across her chest and staining her clothes red.

The second crossbow bolt struck Yu Shanshan in the chest, the arrowhead lodged deeply in her leather camisole. Her body trembled violently in pain. Blood flowed down her abdomen, dripping onto the ground, forming a shocking pool of blood.

The third crossbow bolt struck Yu Shanshan's abdomen, piercing it once again and severely damaging her internal organs. Her face turned pale as paper, cold sweat dripped down her forehead, and her lips lost their color. She groaned in pain, her body curling up involuntarily.

Suffering such a severe blow, Yu Shanshan's expression instantly became hideous and distorted. Her once beautiful face seemed to be being squeezed by an invisible force, the extreme pain causing her features to lose their original shape. Her mouth opened wide, the corners of her mouth twitching slightly, as if she wanted to let out a final cry, but only two low "clucks" came out. The sound was like a wail from hell, filled with despair and unwillingness.

Her eyes were wide as wide as bells, revealing a longing for life and a resigned hopelessness about fate. Those once clear and bright eyes were now drowned in pain and fear, leaving only a hollowness and confusion. Tears welled in her eyes, unable to fall, as if held captive by an invisible force.

With her final breath, her body seemed drained of all strength, dangling limply from the tree trunk! This miraculous young general, a master of the Earth Realm, had perished! Her hair draped across her shoulders, mingling with the blood, creating a heartbreaking scene. Her once delicate, pink tongue now jutted out from the corner of her mouth, as if bidding a final farewell to the world. Blood gushed from her throat, shoulders, and abdomen, staining her clothes and the surrounding ground red.

Yu Shanshan's body trembled slightly, as if in a final struggle. Her fingers gripped the tree trunk tightly, her nails digging deep into the bark, as if she was trying to grasp at the last glimmer of hope. However, fate was cruel and she could not escape the approach of death.

The leather armor on her chest was stained red with blood, and the broken leather fluttered in the wind, as if telling of the fierce battle she had been in. The scarlet blood continued to flow, gathering into a shocking pool of blood, glittering eerily in the sunlight.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, the world shrouded in a deathly silence. No wind rustled, no birds chirped; only the crimson blood flowed silently, witnessing the passing of Yu Shanshan. This once-beautiful woman had ended her brief and tragic life in agony and despair. Her beauty and youth, like a shooting star in the night sky, vanished in an instant, leaving behind an eternal regret. This once-brilliant and talented woman had perished in such a tragic and tragic way, slain by the machinations of the Grand Marshal of the Arab Empire. No one could have imagined that this formidable young general, a master of the Earth Realm, would meet such a tragic end.