White Mouse

The Ghastly Floating Mountain's assassins only looked at money. To be able to send out that many assassins at once was not something an ordinary person could afford. Furthermore, they were here for Yi Qing. Xiao Jinghan could only think of one person.

He thought of another thing.

That year, when he was being chased by the Ghost Floating Mountain's assassins and met Yi Qing on the verge of death, he lost the Iron Blood Heart Token at that time.

After so many years had passed, the Iron Blood Pill appeared once more. Coincidentally, he was also an assassin of the Ghost Floating Mountain Sect, so this matter couldn't be so coincidental.

Pingyi looked at the mirror and sighed. Yi Qing's life was so big. She had spent so much money but still couldn't kill him. It was just that he was dead and she couldn't see his corpse.

"Miss, the general's residence invites you." Liu'er came in to pay her respects.