I Am Going To Kill Lei Qianjue

Lin City, Number One People's Hotel, Intensive Care Unit…

Spring had come early inside the room where Lu Yanxue was in. The daffodils bloomed beside the sick bed and so did the lilies. Vines climbed over to the window, blotting the sunlight.

"Bang!"

The Inscription of Perpetual Life that had been hanging above Lu Yanxue's head had finally spent its last bit of energy and fell apart, turning into a puff of iridescent mist. After three days of intense treatment, Lu Yanxue was brought back from the brink of death and life and her beauty was restored.

By then, a black-haired beauty with porcelain skin and gorgeous face laid on the bed.

"Are we done?" the girl asked softly, her voice was laced with remorse.