Fengcheng West

Ten years ago, on the day Shang Lie left, Shangguan Qingyu stood under the old plum tree and stuffed a copper coin into his palm. The cold wind in the west valley of the city rolled up the broken snow. She smiled and said: When you come back, I will tell you a secret. Ten years later, the west valley of the city was reduced to a dead place, and the word "xia" on the stone tablet was stained with blood. Shangguan Qingyu stood in the ruins dressed in mysterious clothes, with blood dripping from the dagger in his hand. In front of him was Shang Lie, who was returning with a fan. The west side of the city is sealed and no one can get out. The tip of her sword was pointed at his heart, and her voice was as soft as the plum blossoms that fell on his shoulders that year, including you. But when the firelight of the Sword Making Manor illuminated each other's faces, they discovered—— The red palm print on his heart requires a blood sacrifice; The mark with the word "xia" on her collarbone is the last talisman of the sword formation. It turns out that this reunion was a dead end that was written twenty years ago. In the end, Shang Lie's fan bone pierced her back, and her dagger sank into his heart. In the pool of blood, he trembled and wiped the blood on her lips: This time... I will accompany you to the west of the city. But she smiled and closed her eyes: Fool... I have forgiven you a long time ago. Be This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.