Yao Chunxiao.
She used the Drunken Moon Sword so well that she always had a one-move advantage, allowing Shen Meng to be ranked number two for seven years.
He was her lifelong enemy.
And now, she is dead.
He died without dignity on the bed in the backyard, and even his newborn child was dying.
After Shen Menghui sent the child back to the sect overnight, he went down the mountain with his sword in hand.
When she found that bitch man, she saw that his hair had turned from black hair to white hair in a short period of time, and he had a strong aura of death.
He just glanced at her sword from a distance and called out her name.
Chen Menghui, you are really here.
Chen Menghui: Come on, uncle, die! ! ! !
Intention: Only with a sword in your hand can you have the truth.