The assassin ranked seventh on the list!
Capable of taking a life with just a wave of their hand.
Why should one rely on beauty to bewitch people's hearts?
Xue Ji felt aggrieved and refused to waste any words on him. She turned her head and closed her eyes.
It seemed as if she was shutting her eyes, but she couldn't help but recall the scene she had seen just a while ago.
The girl on the top of the tree, smiling faintly, appearing as if a fairy had descended to the earth, irritatingly familiar.
Over the past year, the memory of humiliation was like a steel needle pierced into her heart, the pain was bone-deep and never ceased to torment her.
Lin Qingluo!
She had also come to the borderlands.
What kind of big gift should she give her?
"What are you thinking about?"
Wang Rong looked up, just in time to see a sinister smile on Xue Ji's face, which inexplicably made him feel uncomfortable.
"I was thinking about your saviour."