"Ali, come here."
The young master stood on my right, looked at me calmly, and stretched out his hand. I was about to walk over.
"Ali..."
At this time, a blurry black figure stood on my left, calling A Li firmly, but nothing else, just staring at me quietly, and that A Li actually made me tremble for no reason. A glance of ten thousand years is probably nothing more than this. Who are you? I walked toward him with questions like a man possessed, getting closer and closer. Just when I was about to see his face clearly, the young master's sad and angry voice sounded,
"Ali, you actually betrayed me!"
I turned around suddenly and saw the young master holding the Falling Snow Sword, stabbing me decisively.
"Ali!"
At the moment when the falling snow was about to pierce my heart, a horrified scream came from behind me...