She is the richest woman in the world. The diamonds and gold she owns can make the price of diamonds and gold plummet in the world.
Even the top assassin organization boss must be in awe of her.
Heads of state will also ask her for help. No one really knows why she is so rich, what her identity is, and how she got there.
Guesses are just guesses, no one knows the truth.
This is the legend the world has about her.
It's a pity, it's a pity that Feng Piao Ling, who was rumored to be so magical by the world, is now trapped in a sack, so angry that she is fuming.
She could almost imagine that if anyone knew about it, the headlines in the newspapers would be, "The ancient tragic path of a female gangster."
She originally planned that since she was coming to an ancient society, cold weapons would be rampant and she would have to have internal strength.
She doesn't think that a killer in modern society can go to ancient times and defeat martial arts masters with overwhelming internal strength with his own killing skills!
Huh! If you dare to mess with her, you must be willing to accept her revenge. Don't think that she can't do anything now that the yin and yang are separated!
The first priority is to get out of the sack!
She stretched out her arms and searched herself as much as possible to see if there was anything she could break out of the bag.
It seems that this body is really in a bad shape. There are no hair accessories, no bracelets, no rings. The only thing that can be considered metal is a pair of small earrings.
Poor little one.
She was even curious as to what kind of body Yan Jun had arranged for her to be in such a state of embarrassment.
Although she doesn't know martial arts, fortunately, her brain and IQ are given to her.
It's better than giving her powerful force but not giving her a brain.
She used the small earrings to aim at a weak point in the sack and used sharp metal to deal with the fibers, which was always able to break through.
After a while, she climbed out of the sack and what she saw made her even more angry.
The flickering lights, the howling cold wind, and the creepy night owl calls.
Lying on the ground and looking around, she immediately recognized the place where she was, then lowered her head and looked at herself. Although she didn't have what she had before, the light and soft plain cotton skirt showed that she was from a good background.
It's a pity that it seems to have been abandoned.
And it’s such a cold day, wearing such a thin skirt, how unpopular you are!
When she stood up, she almost collapsed again.
Damn it!
There is no bed, no martial arts, and cold mass graves all around...
She had endured all this, so why did she even have to bend her body in half?
Didn't we agree that we should be the same as before?
She doesn’t want to feel uncomfortable looking in the mirror!
To put it bluntly, even if she doesn't want a voluptuous figure that makes people's blood boil, at least it should be in an adult size.
What's going on with this small stature and slender arms?
Another set up!
It seems that someone is taking revenge carefully!
Feng Piaoling snorted coldly. Although the cold wind blew and she was only wearing single clothes, her strong will kept her tall and straight, without shivering or crying or feeling sorry for herself.
At this time, an owl flew over from nowhere, landed on a dead branch opposite her, and looked at her curiously.
Feng Piaoling frowned, and glanced over coldly. Murderous intent suddenly emerged. The owl couldn't help but trembled, and suddenly fell from the dead branch and fell to the ground.
