When others said that Xin Wei was the best illusionist in Kyushu, I didn't have any reaction.
When there are rumors that if you have Xin Wei, you will have thousands of troops, I just say it, but don't take it seriously.
When Qingyuan said that there was a magician in Ling Pavilion, the hosta in my hand broke into two halves.
If I look back at that time, I won't be at the end of the world?
I endured the pain of skin rejuvenation so that he could exchange me for the woman he loved in the palace. However, he said he was in love with my dear sister.
I asked her to keep trying to imitate Wan Qing, her way of eating, embroidering, and playing the piano, but I became more and more disgusted with her imitation. I liked her flamboyant and bright look in red, her perseverance when injured, her sudden confusion, her flowery smile...
I know that she is strong to protect me, her hands are covered with blood, and she uses her body as a weapon. I know that I have never been a kind person. I know that my gentle and weak appearance is the sharpest blade. I don't want to be your enemy, but sister, you know, in love, we can't be ourselves.