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

Leah hadn't suffered fatal injuries the previous time she shielded Suna's arrow, but luck wasn't always on her side. In a fierce battle that followed, the beautiful girl was tricked by a treacherous enemy and fell into a deep pit filled with sharp blades. Leah's body tumbled heavily into the pit, like a tattered rag doll, mercilessly pierced by countless sharp blades. Some blades lodged deeply in her abdomen, ripping her internal organs apart. Shattered tissue and blood gushed out like a blooming flower. Her abdomen was a bloody mess, the wound horrific, and blood flowed out like a fountain, staining her clothes and the surrounding ground red.

Other blades pierced her chest, severely damaging her heart and lungs. Her breathing became rapid and labored, each gasp accompanied by a painful groan. Blood gushed from her chest and flowed down her body, forming a series of shocking bloodstains.

Her arms weren't spared either. Several blades pierced through her, slicing through her flesh and exposing the pale bone. Ruptured blood vessels caused blood to trickle down her arms, dripping to the bottom of the pit with a chilling sound. Her legs were even more horrific. Deep cuts on her thighs nearly severed her legs, leaving only a sliver of skin. The wounds on her calves resembled the bite of a ferocious beast, their jagged flesh tumbling and swirling, mingling with dirt and blood. Her back was equally covered in scars. Some blades had penetrated at an angle, slashing long gashes through her skin. Her spine barely visible, as if it would be severed at any moment. Leah felt her life force draining away with the blood. Her vision gradually blurred, her consciousness drifting. She lay powerlessly in the pit, filled with the aura of death, weakly calling out for Suna's name, her eyes filled with resentment and despair.

Leah's body trembled violently as the blade pierced her. Her fingers clutched the pit wall tightly, trying to grasp the last glimmer of hope for survival. However, the pit wall was also covered with sharp blades, and her fingers were mercilessly cut. Blood continued to flow, and together with the other wounds on her body, it formed a horrific scene.

Her eyes were filled with endless fear and despair, tears rolling down like a flood, blurring her vision. Her lips trembled as she tried to utter a cry for help, but her throat could only produce a faint, hoarse moan. The sound seemed like a final struggle for life, or an accusation against the injustice of fate.

Leah's tragic condition was like a shattered painting, heartbreaking. Her once delicate and beautiful body was now ravaged beyond recognition, like a lonely soul abandoned by the world. Her life, extinguished like a candle under the ravages of the sword, and her helplessness and pain were deeply engraved in people's hearts like a brand.

Her eyes were filled with endless fear and despair, tears streaming down like a flood, blurring her vision. Her lips trembled as if she were trying to utter a final cry for help, but only a faint, hoarse moan could escape her throat. The sound, like the final struggle of life, was also an accusation against the injustice of fate, leaving one heartbroken.

The blade at the bottom of the pit, like a demon's fang, ruthlessly pierced Leah's body, pinning her there. Her blood flowed along the blade like thin red snakes, winding along the pit wall, forming a series of horrifying bloodstains. Her body gradually lost its warmth, and the once vibrant life force gradually faded away.

Countless sharp blades pierced her delicate body like raindrops, impaling her like a gourd on the blades at the bottom of the pit. Poor Leah struggled helplessly in agony, her body twisting and distorting in agony, each struggle bringing more blood to a gush. Pools of blood dripped down like a fountain, staining the ground beneath her crimson. From her delicate little mouth, she furiously spat out crimson blood, mingled with shattered internal organs. The gruesome scene, like a nightmare, lingered in everyone's mind, unbearable to watch.

The enemy general outside the pit saw Liya still struggling and ordered his archers to aim their arrows at her throat, chest, and lower abdomen, completely severing her life. A barrage of fierce arrows pierced Liya's throat, chest, and exposed abdomen in an instant. Liya's body trembled in intense pain, her eyes filled with despair and unwillingness. Following the enemy general's orders, the archers tightened their bowstrings, their arrows flashing coldly as they aimed at Liya's throat, chest, and lower abdomen.

Feathered arrows flew out like locusts, whistling with sharp sounds as they swiftly pierced Leah's body. The first arrow struck her throat, the arrowhead lodged deeply, and blood gushed out from the wound, forming a bright red column. A hoarse moan escaped her throat, and the sound abruptly stopped, as if it had been abruptly cut off.

Then, more arrows descended like locusts, mercilessly piercing Leah's chest and abdomen. The rain of arrows was dense and fierce, as if it would tear her apart completely. Each arrow carried deadly force, piercing her body and drawing strings of scarlet blood.

Leah's body trembled under the hail of arrows. Her chest and abdomen were pierced by arrows, leaving hideous wounds. Blood gushed out like a flood. These wounds were like the fangs of a demon, ruthlessly devouring her life. Her clothes were instantly dyed crimson, and the ground beneath her was soaked in blood, forming a shocking pool.

Leah's eyes widened, filled with endless pain and resentment. Her lips trembled as she tried to utter a final cry, but only a faint whimper came out. Her hands stretched feebly toward the sky, as if trying to grasp at that distant hope, but they drooped helplessly in mid-air.

Leah's body was pierced by countless sword blades, and blood gushed out from every part of her body like a fountain. Her white leather armor had long been dyed a shocking bright red, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding darkness.

Her wounds were hideous, each one slicing deeply into her flesh, exposing shattered muscle and bone. Internal organs fell from the wounds, scattering across the ground like a bloody feast. Her face was as pale as paper, devoid of color. Her once beautiful features were now distorted and terrifying.

As time went on, Leah's body convulsed more and more violently. With each convulsion, more blood and shattered internal organs spurted out of the wound, splattering all around. Her face turned pale as paper, and her life force was rapidly fading.

Finally, Leah's body gave two final, slow twitches before instantly relaxing. Her hands dropped mercilessly, her eyes wide open, as if expressing a longing for life and a fury at her enemies. Her breath ceased, the light of life fading from her eyes, leaving only a heartbreaking sight and endless silence. Warm liquid flowed from her vagina, a sight so agonizing it was heartbreaking. Leah's petite body, impaled on the blades, remained motionless.

Her eyes were still wide open, revealing a longing for life and anger towards her enemies. However, her breathing had ceased, and the light of life gradually faded from her eyes, leaving only emptiness and death. Her lips parted slightly, as if about to utter a final cry, but no sound remained.

Warm fluid flowed from her lower body, mixing with blood to form a foul pool. The sight was unbearable to watch. Liya's petite body was impaled on the blades, like a cruelly tortured doll, completely motionless. Her body trembled slightly, as if she were fighting death in her final moments, but she ultimately collapsed helplessly.

The whole scene was filled with a strong smell of blood, making people feel suffocated and nauseous. Leah's tragic condition was extremely distressing. Her life was taken away in an instant, leaving behind only endless grief and sorrow.

In this silent moment, it seemed as if the whole world was mourning for Leah's departure. Her figure lying quietly in a pool of blood, blending with the bloody scene around her, formed a horrifying picture.