The autumn rain is falling in pattering patterns. The bluestone was knocked down, making a crisp and sweet sound...
"Will you forget me?" A woman with plain clothes and tied hair gently caressed an unsheathed sword and muttered to herself. She is the current daughter of the Queen Mother, Murong Wanshu~
The sword has been unsheathed, and the blade is faintly glowing with green light, which looks even more ghostly under the flickering candlelight. After that, he gathered up the scabbard of his sword, raised his feet and jumped out of the inn window.
The rain still hasn't stopped, all falling on this girl's heart as clear as glass.
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