It was Wuming in black who took the initiative to leave the battlefield, even though she had cut the snow with one sword, leaving Wuming in black's sword-holding arm here.

Jasmine is a girl from the slums in the west of Kangchuan City, and a proud woman of the Wuyu Tianshan Sword Sect!

Fortunately, she is still a disciple of the Imperial Master Li Xiuyuan. This is her origin.

In the eyes of everyone, Jasmine, a girl from the slums in the west of the city, is a lunatic, a lunatic woman who is willing to risk her life for the man she loves!

But no one knew, not even Wu Xin who lost her freedom on the high platform, that Jasmine had already lost him once!

Jasmine, who has once again awakened her past life memories, is naturally not willing to lose her beloved again.

So she came here to work hard, so she had a reason to go crazy.

No matter what others think of her, as long as she can see Wu Xin every day while she is alive, that is enough for her!

At the end of the battle, Wuming in black turned around and left the city lord's mansion and Kangchuan City.

The blood-stained Jasmine regained her composure. She looked at the numerous practitioners around the platform and felt the faint pain in the broken ribs in her chest. The little hand holding the Xiu Nu Sword was also trembling slightly.

Looking at Wu Xin on the high platform, she suddenly laughed.

With a bitter and unwilling look on his face, he said: "Wuxin, will we die here?"

This is the first time Jasmine calls Wu Xin by his first name. She used to call Wu Xin sir.

At the moment, Jasmine clearly doesn't see a glimmer of hope. Although she doesn't want to die, her husband has been framed by the people of Shenhua Valley.

At the moment, she was no match for the Saint of the Divine Flower Valley, because the fairy sword hanging on the high platform did not move at all.

The saint who is sitting upright has not even frowned yet, and she has obviously exhausted her last bit of strength.

Right now, she was afraid that just one of the guards of the City Lord's Mansion could kill her with a sword.

At this moment, the saint Ye Qiuyun, who had been silent all this time, spoke.

Looking at a disciple of Shenhua Valley who was holding a torch, he shouted coldly: "What are you waiting for? The heaven-sacrifice ceremony has reached the last moment. Send that guy who corrupted the teacher's morality and morale to heaven!"

When the Lord of the City heard this, he quickly looked at the sky and said thoughtfully: "It's still half an hour before the auspicious time. Saint, why don't you wait for a while?!"

The saint shouted angrily: "I said, light the fire!"

At this time, Jasmine, who had lost an unknown amount of blood, looked at Wuxin on the high platform and cried: "Ms. sir, I have no strength to save you anymore. Let's meet in the next life!"

The corners of Wu Xin's lips on the high platform moved, but Jasmine understood!

He took out his silk scarf and gently wiped away the tears on his face, then laughed: "We have agreed, we will live or die!"

After saying that, he placed the clean Xiu Nu Sword across his neck and looked at Wu Xin on the high platform with a smile like a flower!

The disciples of Shenhua Valley were startled and did not even look at the saint. They just threw the torch in their hands towards Wu Xin on the high platform.

And under Wu Xin’s feet was dry firewood poured with kerosene!

Everyone covered their mouths to witness the human tragedy that was about to happen...
Chapter completed!