She was dressed in white, dancing with a Qingping sword, and her skirts were fluttering, like a fairy in the sky. Her figure was so slender that it seemed to break if it was broken.
Behind her, a man in green clothes held a gilt fan and teased her without fear of death: "I've fallen in love with you, how about coming with me?"
The woman turned back to look at him indifferently and said, "If you don't want to die, get out." Her voice was flat and distant, with a murderous aura.
The man smiled playfully, just for a moment, but she still caught him...