"Tell me, what's your name!" The man on horseback looked at the trembling woman who fell into a pool of blood and huddled up, and shouted coldly.
She didn't stand up, her legs felt like they were nailed to the ground, and it was unbearable pain when she moved. She lowered her head, either in a daze or crying.
"Murong Lie!" She raised her head and faced him without fear. Her whole body was weak, but her eyes were powerful, like stars in the night sky, bursting with endless light and unyielding fighting spirit.
Ancient inspiration, I found that I really need inspiration recently. The heroine has a prototype, Oriental SAMA. The male protagonist has no prototype. By the way, when I was writing this article, my inspiration came out like a spring. I really liked the interaction between the heroine and the hero.