[Non-traditional rebirth/non-cool writing/dull pain/powerful martial arts]
Zhao Min's sword pierced Zhang Wuji's Dantian and herself.
Three years later, a name spread in the world: Wu Ming. The cloak covers his face and his knuckles are thick. He specializes in saving the Ming Cult from fire and water, but refuses to show his face.
Zhao Min followed up for three years and found that every time "Nameless" appeared, there would be fewer fleas in Fengyang Branch. She returned to the dungeon of Green Willow Villa and saw seventeen new marks on the stone steps and seventeen tangled hairs in the spring.
She remembered that his lips moved before he fell. It took her three years to understand that mouth shape——
Not "you", not "inverse".
It's "mud".
Mud on her boots.
