After crossing over, I've become a treasure of the cold-faced Evil God.

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Chapter 1 Traveling through

The Martial Saint Dynasty, late August.

The autumn wind was bleak, the moon was dark and the wind was high.

On the top of the mountain behind the Shaoshi Mansion.

Several people dressed as servants held torches, and the flickering flames shone on the faces of two hideous women.

Opposite the two women was a poplar tree as thick as a bucket. Yan Xiyao was tied to the tree with her hands behind her back, covered in blood.

"Snap!"

Yan Xiaodie held a whip in her hand and whipped Yan Xiyao fiercely with a vicious face.

"You are a bitch who is not even as good as a servant. You relied on your lowly mother to save Concubine Rong and made an engagement with the fifth prince whom I love since childhood. You should have died long ago."

Yan Xiyao's white clothes, which were already covered with blood, had another blood stain.

Yan Xiaodie threw away the whip, took the dagger from the maid, grabbed Yan Xiyao's hair with one hand, and gestured on her face with the sharp dagger with the other hand.

Endless fear surged in Yan Xiyao's eyes, and she said in horror: "What do you want to do? I always treat you as my sister, you can't do this to me..."

"Bah, I don't have a sister like you. My mother only gave birth to me. I tell you, the fifth prince likes me, but your bitch mother saved Concubine Rong. Breaking off the engagement with you will have a huge impact on his reputation. Only if you die can the engagement be cancelled. Today is your death day."

"Don't you look in the mirror and look at your dark and ugly face? Are you worthy of the fifth prince? A bitch like you deserves to be kicked away by the rumored cold-faced and evil ninth prince. If it's not necessary, killing you will only dirty my hands."

After Yan Xiaodie finished speaking, the sharp dagger fiercely slashed Yan Xiyao's left face, and blood gushed out instantly.

Without waiting for Yan Xiyao to breathe, Yan Xiaodie raised the dagger again and fiercely inserted it into her chest.

"Ah!"

Yan Xiyao let out a shrill scream.

"Bitch, go to hell! After you die, I can marry the fifth prince legitimately."

Yan Xiyao stared at Yan Xiaodie with bloodthirsty eyes, and said word by word: "Yan, Xiaodie, I, will not, let, you, go, even if I, become, a, ghost..."

"Wait until you become a ghost." Yan Xiaodie said with a look of satisfaction, and pulled out the dagger from Yan Xiyao's chest.

Blood sprayed out instantly, splashing on Yan Xiaodie's face.

Yan Xiaodie wiped the blood off her face, and ordered with a distorted face: "Throw her body off the cliff. Whoever dares to reveal a word about what happened tonight, I will make him die without a complete corpse."

"Yes."

The two servants untied the ropes that bound Yan Xiyao, one holding her feet, and the other holding her hands, and threw her body off the cliff.

......

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise, and water splashed everywhere.

It was so hot, so hot, it was so hot that it killed people.

When Yan Xiyao woke up, she felt like she was being cooked, and her whole body was burning with pain.