A pungent smell of blood crept up, making me spit out a mouthful of fresh saliva. I felt a searing pain on my back and suddenly looked up. Fury burned in my eyes. The memories lingering in my mind told me that the original owner had just been beaten to death and sent back to the underworld. That's how I managed to cross over and take their place.,The air rushed back into Zi'an's lungs in big, deep breaths, dispersing the breath of death.,Just what happened in the courtyard a while ago, it filled An's head with images. Not only was Murong Qiao conspiring with the Minister of State to force her into marriage with the Crown Prince, but she also used torture on Xia Zian before his death. An could even hear Xia Zian's pleas for mercy before he died and the overwhelming scent of blood that filled the air.。