Shi Ying.
Her singing suppressed the Phoenix, her singing caused Ming to fall.
She indulged her selfish desires and swallowed the white stone, claiming she was different from her noble ancestors.
Wrapped in mud for too long, she barely survived, she forced a smile, she rolled into a pile of poor people, bowed and sold smiles, covered in mud, she held on to life—having suffered so much in this world, never enjoying a day of the Nightingale's nobility, why should she have been born in the mud yet maintain a noble heart!?
Why should she remain pure white?
" [Young tears, knocking on the window silently, beloved, only loves the red flame like fire ♪ ] "
Shi Ying laughed aloud, the laughter was sharp and piercing, Su Ming'an's body couldn't bear it, and he kept vomiting blood.
He summoned the Ice Sword, step by step approaching Shi Ying.
