>The moment I opened my eyes and returned to the bank of Hanshui River, feeding Zhang Wuji.
>The darkening and tragic ending of her previous life were still vivid in her mind. Her knuckles turned white and she put down the bowl of rice.
>Master Jiejie faced each other coldly, and the martial arts heroes looked at him with eager eyes.
>Zhou Zhiruo lowered her eyes and smiled softly: "In this life, I will not compete with Emei, I will not compete with Jiuyin, and I will not compete with you, Zhang Wuji."
>But when she turned around to leave, the young man behind her tightly held her sleeve: "Zhiruo, what did you just say... Not fight for?"
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Good-looking, tight-paced and delicately emotional
Good-looking, tight-paced and delicately emotional