Fengwu Continent is a continent where martial arts is respected. Among them, the main countries are three empires, namely Tianxiang Empire, Biyan Dynasty, and Baiyu Dynasty. The three empires border each other and stand side by side in prosperity.
The most powerful existence in Fengwu Continent is not the three empires, but the World of Warcraft Forest that occupies two-thirds of the center of the continent. The three empires are all bordering the World of Warcraft Forest, but no matter how powerful they are, they dare not go deep into it.
A restricted area is circled around the Warcraft Forest for the Royal Academy to cultivate talents.
Precisely because the Warcraft Forest occupies the main land and the three countries adhere to the basic national policy of respecting military force, there are constant wars and wars between the three countries.
On the night of December 7, 2012 in Fengwu Continent, the starry sky was like water and the stars were twinkling.
In the Baiyu Dynasty, the quiet Zhenguohou, the secluded west courtyard, the incense lamps are isolated, like a wild tomb.
A woman in green clothes stood at the courtyard wall, sobbing softly.
The woman is about forty years old. She has gray hair and fish lines on her eyes, but she looks quite old.
Just judging from the outline of her face, she must have been a great beauty when she was young!
On the stone platform in front of the woman in green, a skinny girl in gray was lying quietly, as if she was asleep.
The girl is no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, with a slender and thin figure, and a delicate and unparalleled face that is a bit childish!
However, there is a lotus mark with gold edge and red background between her eyebrows. The blood red color is like a blood-eating demon lotus, and the color is sad and beautiful.
Although she was only wearing a very ordinary gray and white robe, her beauty could not be concealed.
It's just that the girl's body is really pitiful and thin. Although she has a beautiful face, her flat figure makes her lose her unparalleled charm!
Mu Ran, the fence and courtyard wall burst open.
Several servants in Tsing Yi filed in under the leadership of a middle-aged housekeeper, with arrogance and arrogance.
"What are you doing? People have been dead for so long, why haven't they been buried yet? What bad luck!"
The housekeeper Zhang Zhongming looked at the girl lying on the bluestone who was still warm with disgust, his expression cold.
"No, Zhongming, Ying'er, we haven't figured out the cause of Ying'er's death yet..." The woman in Tsing Yi timidly looked at the housekeeper Zhang Zhongming, very fearful.
"Madam, you have to remember that this is not your Zhenguohou Mansion! How can a dead man be kept there for so long? What's more, he is a loser who has brought the Zhenguo Hou Mansion into disrepute!"
Zhang Zhongming's face was full of contempt. For a housekeeper to speak to the eldest lady like this, it goes without saying what the status of the mother and daughter living in the remote west courtyard were in the house.
"But, but..." Before the eldest lady could say anything, suddenly, the girl's body on the bluestone began to tremble slightly, and then continued to tremble.
"Ying'er..." The eldest lady was overjoyed and quickly bent down to check on her.
Zhang Zhongming's expression changed, he grabbed the eldest lady tightly, and quickly shouted to the servant beside him: "The lady is dead, and she hasn't been buried yet!"
All the servants responded in unison, and then prepared to throw the still-breathing girl into a deep pit that had been dug aside.
"No, my shadow is not dead yet, my shadow is not dead yet..." The eldest lady cried sadly, but she was held tightly by Zhang Zhongming and could not move at all.
Just when the servants were about to lift the girl up and forcefully bury her, the trembling girl suddenly stopped moving, and the gold-rimmed lotus mark between her eyebrows suddenly lit up, as if lighting up a blazing holy fire in the darkness.
