The number one spendthrift woman in the capital actually brings glory to her entire family?

Sikong Jin said through gritted teeth in a deep voice, her palm wind quickly gathering and slashing fiercely at Tuoba Yu without saying a word, her eyes filled with madness and rage.

Tuoba Yu was naturally quite skilled; he swiftly shifted his body and easily dodged the attack.

"The archer is under my sights! Shoot him dead! Quickly!"

Xing Yilie quickly calmed down and shouted loudly.

At that moment, dozens of arrows were nocked and aimed at the two combatants.

"Third Prince, step back immediately! I'm going to turn him into a hedgehog!"

Xing Yilie laughed wildly.

Countless streaks of silver light flashed by. Sikong Jin's eyes darkened. He didn't care about anything else and subconsciously swung his sword to block the incoming arrows, but he was hit by a palm strike from Tuoba Yu before he could react.

"Ugh!" A dull pain shot through her chest, and Sikong Jin stumbled and fell to the ground in a disheveled state. Her toes trembled, numb from the aftershock, and she staggered. With a difficult backward lean, she dodged two icy arrows flying towards her. The sharp pain in her shoulder made her extremely exhausted and suddenly unable to exert any strength. She fell towards the surging Shenglan River behind her.

"Whoosh!" At this moment, a strong wind suddenly arose, and the black veil hat on Sikong Jin's head was blown off, revealing a beautiful but pale face to Tuoba Yu. Her messy black hair flew wildly, surging and rolling like black clouds, but her slender figure was about to be swallowed up by the surging waves in an instant...

Sikong Jin!

Tuoba Yu was stunned, a look of disbelief flashing in his eyes. A dull pain shot through his chest, and he instinctively reached out to grab her. However, all he could grasp was the black veil hat that had been lifted by the wind...

'Bang!' Sikong Jin was completely submerged in the surging river, creating countless towering waves. All Tuoba Yu could see were those surging waves, and in an instant, she disappeared from sight.

……

It’s so cold!

pain!

Upon falling into the Shenglan River, Sikong Jin could only sense these two sensations.

She felt completely powerless, only able to feel the surging river engulfing her and pushing her forcefully in one direction at an extremely fast speed. She even found it difficult to breathe and had no strength to struggle at all.

Am I really going to die like this?

Sikong Jin gave a helpless, bitter laugh to herself. There was no sadness to speak of; it was just like last time.

The scene of how Ah Xing and I calmly faced death in our previous life flashed through my mind again.

Maybe this is for the best. Finally, I don't have to endure so much anymore. I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. I no longer have to fight to the death over power and hatred. Liu Zhang should be a cripple now. Fortunately, Zi Die has also learned her lesson. Although they got off a little easy, it can be considered revenge now.

With Berger's help, Ji Wuge and the others should be able to break through and rest, but...

What should we do about Xiao Mo?

What should Su Yue, the mother, do?

If I die, who can save them?

Suddenly, the image of Di Beizun's noble, extraordinary, cold, and alluring face flashed through her mind...

Thinking of this, Sikong Jin, whose mind was gradually becoming hazy, was suddenly startled, and the belief in her heart jumped—No!

She can't die yet!

She hadn't raised Xiao Mo to adulthood, nor rescued Su Yue, nor left behind any great achievements in this godforsaken place, nor even managed to win over Di Beizun. She was dying just like that. She was unwilling to accept it!

Correct!

Can't die!

Supported by these many beliefs, Sikong Jin suddenly felt a bit of strength return to her body. She subconsciously struggled and splashed around a few times, and then suddenly felt someone grab her collar and lift her out of the water rather roughly.

She turned her head groggily, and in a daze, she thought she saw Di Beizun...

That handsome face, a complex blend of cold, alluring, and aloof beauty, had one hand tucked under his arm. His usually calm and detached gaze held a hint of softening, remaining composed and profound. One could almost feel the coolness of his body temperature...

She trembled slightly, and the last bit of reason in her mind made her struggle to get up. She hadn't gone far before she fell to the side, covered in mud, her long, wet hair reaching her thighs. Her pale, beautiful face was lifeless, and her hazy eyes revealed an undeniable femininity.

In the vast expanse of misty rain, countless familiar scenes suddenly appeared before her eyes: there were scenes of her and Ah Xing carrying out missions at the Dark Base, scenes of her traversing alone in the ancient castle in the desert, and scenes of her and Meng Benbo in Malan City... Later, the scene shifted to Sikong Mo's innocent and uneasy face, and Su Yue's tearful eyes...

She never imagined that after being on this Fengyun Continent for so long, the last vestige of longing for the modern world in her heart would end up bidding her farewell in this way.

002 is long gone.

However, Sikong Jin is still Sikong Jin...

Sikong Jin wasn't actually a man; she was probably a carefree girl...

All her secrets were exposed to this unfathomable man. With just a word from him, he could destroy all her efforts and turn all her ideals and beliefs into nothingness.

Sikong Jin's eyes were filled with unspeakable pain, her fists were clenched tightly, and her soaked body trembled incessantly in the bleak cold wind and rain.

……

She was held in Di Beizun's arms, her hazy, unfocused eyes faintly revealing a hint of concern in his gaze. The familiar, cool fragrance wafted by, and she felt the gentle warmth emanating from his broad chest. She reached out and tightly gripped the lapel of his shirt, struggling to breathe through the excruciating pain, managing to squeeze out a sentence from her dry throat—"Keep this secret for me...or you will kill me now, or I will kill you!"

Di Beizun did not answer, but gave her a deep look, then lowered his eyes indifferently and coldly picked her up.

"If I wanted to kill you, you wouldn't be alive now."

……

The storm that had raged for several days finally subsided at dawn, but the entire capital of Dayong was still shrouded in dark clouds. A suffocating atmosphere permeated the streets of the capital, and patrolling guards constantly moved through the streets. Heartbreaking cries and pleas for mercy could be heard from time to time.

The shops on both sides of the street were all closed, and the whole imperial city was filled with fear and unease.

Last night, the Emperor issued an order that there were rebels in the capital city. He dispatched countless royal guards and imperial guards to search the entire city and arrested many of the rebels, including many high-ranking officials of the court.

The impact of this matter was so great that even the Central State Council could not sit idly by. The judicial department was overwhelmed with official duties, and every document submitted to the court demanded that the judicial department conduct a thorough investigation and uphold justice.