The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 1000 Wynter’s Previous Life

Wynter’s heart skipped a beat. There was a tremor the moment she touched the badge. Then, the black mist faded. The badge, which had stood at the center of the Soul Locking Formation, fell right into her

hands.

“Could it be this easy?” she wondered. Wynter gazed down while clutching the badge.

Suddenly, countless images flooded her mind. These fragmented and turbulent images seemed to emanate from the badge itself, depicting a grand wedding in the Arcane way.

The clouds rolled in as heaven’s punishment approached. Dressed in an ancient wedding gown, Wynter looked down upon people from various sects.

Standing atop the mountain stream, her wide sleeves swayed with the wind. Many cultivators accused her of being a demon, disturbing their Arcane mind.

Wynter raised an eyebrow. It was sheer nonsense as she did not practice the Arcane way, much less

become a demon. She was a staunch materialist who believed in science.

Since the Savior had told her that her aura was within the formation, she speculated that the badge was hers. If it was hers, the life story reflected by the badge could be hers. So, was she seeing her previous

life?

ago this had occurred. But this was quite a

against her.

every right to do so since the badge was hers. According to those people, she had committed many misdeeds with the

formation, she intended to further investigate what the badge could reveal.

time, especially before sleep, Wynter loved browsing videos and reading web novels. She

of

scene she had just witnessed resembled the scene where the heroes overthrew

absurd to think there

was protected by the people from her sect. It seemed that Atwater was not lying. She might have been a

Typically, this was what would happen

male lead not to experience a dramatic fall off a

awakened the demonic spirit within

that dramatic. She considered herself sunny and righteous, even if this was self–proclaimed. She might have been greedy,

shook her head and lifted the last

any excuse or psychological hint to justify punching someone.

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previous life must have been a conspiracy.

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were the other images flashing through her mind. Someone was calling her name. Every figure flashed by carrying an indescribable warmth. One scene left a vivid impression on

blossoms and beside a flowing stream. They were