In Yong'an City, the North Country.
In the snowy night, a purple flowing light streaked across the sky and landed directly on an abandoned cruise liner by the river.
"Take off all her clothes!" The leader slapped on his brother's head and scolded, "The rich man who gave the money to me told me that I must rape this unlucky guy first and then kill him. Who told you to kill him?"
A few gangsters looked at the girl who had been dead for a long time and hesitated. "She's dead. Is it... not good?"
"Cut the crap! Hurry up!" The leader of the gangsters came forward and grabbed the girl's clothes. Seeing this, the others also surrounded her and pulled her clothes and skirt.
Suddenly, the purple light on the river broke.
The girl with a pale face opened her eyes and grabbed the wrist of the leader with lightning speed. She picked them up with her bare hands and knocked down the other four gangsters as if they were weapons.
All of a sudden, everything quieted down.
Everyone lay on the ground and looked at the girl who had come back to life. They were terrified.
Qingning rubbed her temples and stepped on the leader's heart. She frowned and asked, "What the hell is this place?"
These people also wore strange clothes. Their sleeves were long and big, like the clothes of ancient people. They didn't wait for others to reply.
She added, "Is the current assassination organization so professional? Why are they dressed like this when they're on a mission? Don't you know that they're looking for death?"
After a moment of silence, the gangsters who were beaten to the ground suddenly began to cry and howl, "A ghost!"
"It's a corpse!!!"
Then, he fled like a madman.
The leader of the gangsters who was stepped on almost couldn't breathe.
As soon as she looked down, she saw that her hands had become thin and small, and she was wearing a big green sleeve and a white skirt. Her body was thin and weak, and she looked no more than 15 or 16 years old at most.
This was not her body.
This year, Qingning was 21 years old. She was a rare peerless alchemist. In the last days of her life, she was an extremely special profession. Just a moment ago, she was swept into the water by a tsunami. When she opened her eyes again, she came to this strange place and became such a thin girl.
"Time-travel?!"
She was a little confused. She didn't expect that she would run into such a special institute time-travel that she hadn't figured out for so many years.
The leader of the gangsters, who was pressed on the ground, looked at them and said, "Let's kill her together." Then he pulled out a dagger from his waist, turned over, and stabbed at Qingyi's heart, while the others rushed over.
"You're courting death!" Qingning kicked the leader of the gangsters away, crossed her hands, and flipped them. In an instant, raging flames burst out from her palms. Several punks were swallowed by the fire and rolled desperately, but they couldn't put out the fire. They cried out in pain and fell to the ground.
Qingning looked down at her hands. Fortunately, she had changed her body, and the supernatural ability of fire was still there.
She habitually touched her left wrist and brought the invisible bracelet with her.
God really treated her well.
This bracelet could be used to completely control the intelligent space with consciousness. It had the ability to quickly distinguish poisons and medicinal properties. However, she had not figured out the choice of the storage room, so she only used it as a storage room. It was very convenient to use it at any time.
She subconsciously looked at the invisible space. There were almost piles of elixirs and refined poisons that she had refined. She could not use cash at all. A few sets of clothes and some jewelry could still be used. The most important thing was that the Shennong Tripod, which was passed down from generation to generation in her family, was still there. This meant that she had the foundation to live in peace in this completely strange world.
Qingning took out a purple-gold thunder from her invisible bracelet. Looking at the gangsters who were burning with flames all over their bodies, she curled her lips and said, "You have to pay with your lives for killing people, so you should die together."
She threw the purple-gold thunder into the flame, turned around, and jumped onto the shore.
Behind him, the purple-gold thunder exploded. The flames on the abandoned cruise liner soared into the sky, burying everything in the sea of flames.
The heavy snow fell one after another, and a gust of wind whistled past his ears.
Qingning stood on the shore, and the water reflected her current appearance. She was about 15 or 16 years old. She was so thin that she couldn't stand the wind. Her phoenix-like eyes were slightly raised. She looked like her original appearance, but there was a red birthmark on her right forehead, which made her look less beautiful.
She raised her hand and touched it gently. Suddenly, she had a splitting headache.
The original owner's memory came to his mind in an instant.
This person had the same name as her, but she had another surname: Lu Qingyin, the Second Miss of the Minister of Revenue's Manor. She lost her mother when she was a child and was thrown into a countryside village to live a bitter life. Due to the engagement with the heir of Prince softly Yang, she was taken back to the manor in a few days.
He naturally didn't want to marry such an ugly woman who had no talent and no parents to support her. Moreover, he hated his fiancee very much.
She had only seen him a few times, but somehow, he had pestered the princely son of the King of Pingyang. He had been treated as a joke by everyone. He also had a nickname, "The Flower Addict, Second Miss Lu".
The original owner's last memory was fixed. A beautiful woman whispered to her, "Sister, I heard that His Majesty will allow His Excellency Xuan to break off the engagement. If you don't seize the opportunity, you won't have another chance!"
"Tonight, His Highness will pass by the Green River. If you can seize this opportunity to explain it to him, he won't hate you so much in the future."
However, instead of waiting for the Princely Heir, Lu Qingning was killed by the thief.
The person who had tricked her to die was none other than Lu Qingning's half-sister, Lu Mengyan.
It was such a vulgar scene where sisters competed for a husband. However, the original owner was such a simple person. Others would believe whatever he said.
Qingning closed her eyes and said in a low voice, "Don't worry. If others owe you something, I will definitely help you get it back!"
I'll take it as a reward for taking up your body.
The moment she turned around, a six-drawn Kylin carved carriage rushed over. The glazed bead curtain was shining in the snow, making people's eyes bright. The imposing manner made people clearly feel the dignity of the people inside.
However, the horse was frightened and was about to rush into the river. Before she could avoid it, a black shadow jumped out of the carriage and suddenly hugged her, rolling in the snow for several times...
They didn't stop until they hit the tree. The aggressive carriage rushed into the river, splashing water.
Looking up, she bumped into a pair of jet-black eyes.
The man was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with a gold crown and a jade belt, and a purple robe. Even if he rolled on the ground several times, he didn't look embarrassed at all.
In the ice and snow against the beautiful face, she was like a plum blossom blooming in winter. She was alone and proud of the world.
Her eyes were as black as jade, and her thin lips were covered with a layer of frost. However, there was a hint of seduction in her eyes.
"This man... is too enchanting."
She only glanced at him and almost lost her soul.
She didn't know if the " Flower Addict" cells in the original owner's body were too strong. When she was held by the other party like this, she began to feel hot all over, and her whole person was like a small stove.
"You..." She was about to ask the man to let go of her.
The man's beautiful thin lips suddenly kissed hers. With a gentle touch, he instantly kissed her, as if he had swallowed her alive.
