She turned around, a smile slowly blooming on her face. For example, the mandala flowers all over the mountains and plains are enchanting, gorgeous, and poignant...
She suddenly took back the sword in her hand and let the blade pass through her chest.
The bright red clothes, the bright red blood, the bright red sky...
She turned around and looked at the shocked man, the smile on her face not diminishing.
As you wish, I am finally dead.
Curse you, beautiful women are hard to come by!
Bad woman, Mumu is so pitiful