"Qi Mingyue, your existence itself is a mistake."
Qi Mingyue couldn't see the face of the person in the dream clearly, but she only felt that the voice was familiar.
As the young prince of the Qi family, she created the Mingyue Sword Technique at the age of fifteen. Who in three states, three seas and four cities would disrespectfully call her "Young Master" when they saw her?
But later...
Parents died tragically, friends suffered broken bones, and Guixu was in turmoil...
Looking at the scene in front of her, Qi Mingyue suddenly remembered the dream she had many years ago. When she fell into the dream again, she could clearly see the appearance of that person.
Qi Mingyue felt that that person was right, she shouldn't exist...
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"I have been alone in the deep woods for many years, and I can see the bright moon shining on me."
Intention: Anyone's existence is of great significance