[Complex] Thousand Years of Sword Soul

A thousand-year evil sword and a thousand-year sword soul. She is the sharpest knife that can cut through all matter, including time and even space. Lips lifted slightly, "Just call my name and I can give you everything you want." Eyelids drooped, he turned and disappeared into the black cracks. "One day, you will call my name." The above literary version, the actual version is: The story of a sword spirit who has lived for a thousand years and still persists in his efforts to find his master after killing two of his masters. The tragedy is that no one she likes is willing to call her by her name. She doesn't like anyone, so naturally she can't call her by her name. So she had to search slowly, choosing this space and that world, and then kept repeating the above tragedy. A person's life can be like a coffee table, because there is an end. As a Millennium Sword Soul, she only had a huge coffee table with no edges and an endless variety of cups. Going around in circles, he whispered: "Actually, you have been teasing people who can't call your name, or people who can't call your name." "You are always afraid to avoid people who are really possible." "Is it them you want to embarrass, or yourself?" This article will be posted to V on Wednesday (February 16th). It should be the third update on the day of posting to V. QAQ, thank you all for accompanying me all the way! Regardless of whether you will continue to pursue it or not, Shoe Hui is very grateful to you! ! If you are interested, you can click here: