This was the most "thrilling" moment of her life.
From the moment she delivered that final sword strike to now, when she sat on the ground as though drained of all strength, what Long Wanying felt was not the utmost revelry and joy, but a complete blankness in her mind. Even the wounds all over her body seemed to have gone numb.
Time had nearly stopped.
Long Wanying lowered her head with difficulty and looked several times at Li Wushuang's head in her hands. Only after confirming it countless times did she finally believe that she had truly killed Li Wushuang!
This was something she had never dared imagine before...
This was something she had dreamed of, yet feared.
Thud!
In a panic, she threw that ugly head away. The expression on Li Wushuang's face at this moment was probably something she would never forget for the rest of her life.
It was an expression of despair, struggle, extreme agony, and unwillingness. Her eyes were hollow. Though she had died by Long Wanying's hand, she seemed to be resenting someone else.
If nothing unexpected had happened, it was the Sun Emperor.
"Are you all right? Are your injuries serious?"
Yang Ce came to her side and gazed at her as he asked.
"I'm fine. I just need to rest for a while."
Long Wanying took a deep breath. Only then did the numbness in her body slowly fade away.
She looked at Li Wushuang several more times.
That was right. She was dead.
Not moving at all.
She had died in terrible pain.
This was the pain Long Wanying had longed to give her.
Thus, only at this moment did the exhilaration and excitement of revenge surge forth like a tide.
"I..."
Tears burst from her eyes.
"Brother Xuan, Little