Beichen Lin's eyes were cold, and the Tang Heng sword in his hand was unsheathed.,By the window of the room, Yun Anan in a fox fur cloak, hands resting on his chin, looked down at the seven black-clad men who had become corpses.,All she could think about now was killing Beichen Li, toppling everything he had, and then leaving Beichen Guo forever, finding a quiet place to wait for death in peace.。