The moonlight was pale, casting a silvery halo through the dilapidated windows, illuminating the evil in the dilapidated temple.
In the temple, several burly men were surrounding a thin girl. Blood was still flowing from the girl's cheeks. Her whole face was stained with blood, and her clothes were also stained with dark red blood.
"Although his face is ruined, his skin and flesh are really tender."
"Nonsense, she is the most beautiful woman in our Dali Kingdom, Feng Xingying."
"Thinking about what she looked like before she was disfigured, I can't help it. Don't worry, let me do it first." One of the fat men said, rubbing his hands and approaching, impatiently reaching out to tear the girl's dilapidated hair. Outerwear. Several people behind him burst into wild laughter.
At this moment, Feng Xingying suddenly opened her eyes, with a biting coldness in her eyes, and glanced coldly at the wretched man who was pulling her clothes.
The fat man was caught by the corner of her eye, and he lost consciousness for a moment and stood blankly on the spot.
"ah!!!"
The next moment, the fat man fell to the ground like a dead pig. His wide-open pupils showed that he didn't understand what was going on until his death.
On his neck, at some point, a snow-white silver hairpin was inserted.
The silver hairpin was pulled out by Feng Xingying, and hot blood splattered on her and the faces and bodies of several men around her.
"Dead?" The remaining four people couldn't believe it. They looked at the fat man lying motionless on the ground, and then stared at Feng Xingying in fear: "Isn't she a waste?"
"Stop talking nonsense, let's go together and kill her!"
"At worst, kill them and then wipe out the corpses."
The four people reacted quickly and immediately formed an encirclement.
"Heh~~"
The corners of Feng Xingying's lips were slightly raised, and his blood-stained little face was cold and terrifying, like a demon from hell, shuttling between the remaining four villains as fast as lightning.
After a few ups and downs, the entire ruined temple became quiet.
Blood.
After she hit the ground, it sprayed out from their necks.
There was a sneer at the corner of her mouth, and she rubbed her sore and aching head, and memories emerged one after another.
She is Feng Xingying, a national master of traditional Chinese medicine in the 21st century, with a pair of wonderful hands, a silver needle, the living dead, flesh and bones.
Few people know that the hands that save people are also hands that are capable of killing with firearms, martial arts, assassination and poison.
She, Feng Xingying, is still the mysterious female agent known as the spokesperson of Death and codenamed Youying!
The owner of this body is just Feng Xingying, the eldest daughter of the spiritual family of Dali Kingdom. After the death of her parents, she has been living a life of humiliation in the Feng family run by her second uncle.
The most noble person in the Dali Kingdom is the spiritual being. Only those who have awakened at least one kind of spiritual power among metal, wood, water, fire and earth can start practicing with the help of the corresponding energy of nature and embark on the path of spiritual beings.
A spiritual person starts practicing from the day of awakening, and can go up to the level of spiritual person, spiritual master, great spiritual master, mysterious spiritual master, spiritual king, spiritual sect, and even the legendary level.
When Feng Xingying was born, there were visions coming from the sky and fire birds flying in the sky. Tongtian Pavilion left a prophecy that this girl would one day become the most talented among spiritual beings.
A halo of light also shone on her body.
It's a pity that when Feng Xingying was tested for his qualifications at the age of seven, he was found to be born with crippled veins and unable to communicate with spiritual power, so he was labeled a "waste".
She was born like this, and when she was just born, she entered into a marriage contract with His Highness Nangong Chu, the crown prince with the most potential in the dynasty and a six-star spiritual qualification.
Fortunately, although Feng Xingying was a waste, she was so beautiful that no one could match her in the entire Dali Kingdom.
Today, Feng Yuelu, a girl from the Five Clan who she regarded as her only confidant, invited her to the countryside to enjoy the flowers, scratched her only proud face with his own hands, and then threw it to a few gangsters, and also ordered them to play with her. Then throw it to the brothel to pick up customers.
The timid and cowardly Feng Xingying, tortured by pain and fear, flew to the sky.
"Since I got a new life because of you, I will seek justice for you. I will never let go of those who have bullied you." Feng Xingying sneered and made a vow in his heart.