The Heavens Want Me Dead!

At the same time, an invincible ruthlessness emitted from his entire body.

It made him seem to have transformed into a sharp sword that was unsheathed and revealed its edge.

However…

He wanted to persuade Mo Zhongtian to give up his empire and kill their way out of the Imperial City. From then on, they would travel to the ends of the world and not ask about the dynasty's matters anymore.

Just as he was about to, he suddenly saw Mo Zhongtian open a secret compartment from the desk in front of him.

From the secret compartment, Mo Zhongtian took out a scroll with a slightly yellow corner.

Before Mo Zhongtian could open the painting, Cao Tianzheng had already recognized it.

This painting was the painting of the Eldest Princess writing for her beloved twenty years ago.

As if by reflex, a figure, a sword, and a bloody night appeared in Cao Tianzheng's mind.

After twenty years, those memories assaulted him.