The rainstorm hit the Gothic stained glass windows, and the train of Bai Xing's wedding dress was soaked with mud. She clutched the silver astrology dagger, and the pain of her nails piercing her palm reminded herself that this was not a dream.
"Xing'er, it's time to swear." The voice of the groom Shen Yanzhi was wrapped in tenderness, but it made the hair on the back of her neck stand up. It was this voice in her memory, laughing softly when her eyes were gouged out: "The sacrifice should look like a sacrifice."
Bai Xing looked up and met his affectionate black pupils. But at the moment when the candlelight flickered, the pupils suddenly split into vertical lines like snakes!
The dagger was hot in her palm. Memories of the past life came flooding back: Shen Yanzhi pressed her on the bronze altar in the secret room, and her sister Bai Yue sneered while holding the bloodstained "Secret Scroll of Astrology": "Sister, do you think I will really let you marry the heir of the empire?"
"I am willing to use my soul as a bond to serve the abyss forever." Shen Yanzhi's oath sounded, and his fingertips brushed the wedding ring on Bai Xing's ring finger - that was the ring he put on her after she was gouged out in her previous life.
Blood suddenly seeped out from the gap in the ring. Bai Xing trembled all over, this ring should have been taken off when she was reborn!
"Shen Yanzhi!" She stabbed the dagger fiercely. However, the blade was suspended an inch before touching his heart, and blood beads dripped along the silver blade, condensing into strange cuneiform characters in the air.
A low hum that did not belong to humans came from outside the window. Twelve twisted pupils loomed behind the colored window. Bai Xing's astrological ability suddenly awakened. She saw that her soul in her previous life was locked in the bottom of the abyss.
"Finally I've waited for you, my bride."
A hoarse voice came from the dome of the church. Bai Xing's dagger fell to the ground with a clang. The man in black robes walked over on the moonlight fragments. The silver mask covered half of his face, and the pupil of his left eye was a rotating star map.
Shen Yanzhi let out an inhuman roar, and a wriggling tumor bulged under his skin. The man in black robes raised his hand and waved it lightly. A purple flame burned him to ashes, and half a snake emblem emerged from the embers.
"Who are you?" Bai Xing took a half step back, and her back hit the cold statue. The man's bony fingers stroked her trembling lips, and his body temperature burned her skin: "I am Xi Zeer, the servant of the abyss, and I am also destined for you..."
The whole church suddenly shook violently. The ends of Bai Xing's hair turned blue, and she saw the future scene - she was nailed to the bronze altar, and Xi Zeer held a bloody seven-pointed star dagger, with an almost crazy possessiveness in his eyes.
"Now, it's your turn to fulfill the thousand-year covenant." Xi Zeer's mask shattered in the black mist, revealing the skin on his left face covered with star tracks. Bai Xing's astrological dagger automatically flew to his palm, and the blade reflected her terrified face.
The rainstorm stopped. The cry for help from her sister Bai Yue came from outside the church. Xi Zeer suddenly pinched Bai Xing's waist, pressed her against the wall covered with runes, and breathed in her ears: "If you want revenge, grab my hand. Otherwise..."
He lowered his head and bit her collarbone. Bai Xing cried out in pain, but saw a faint trace of a silver needle piercing Xi Zeer's neck. That was the astrological needle that pierced her heart when she was sacrificed in her previous life!