Nightmare (1)

Bai Yan's expression was slightly cold and sunken. Her gaze swept across everyone present one by one, a cold smile hanging on her red lips.

this scene was something she had experienced a thousand years ago. could it be that she had to repeat it again because she had forgotten what had happened a thousand years ago?

"Burn her!"

The noise from below rang out once again and the flames that were originally surrounding Bai Yan seemed to have understood their words as they quickly moved closer to her.

the light of the fire reflected on her face, making her look red. sweat was dripping down her forehead, drop by drop.

The hair in front of her forehead was stuck to her forehead. She pursed her red lips and looked down at the group of people below with a cold domineering gaze.

In the face of so many people's clamoring, her face showed no fear, and her calmness was somewhat unusual.