The various nightmares of being hunted in his previous life, even if those memories contained the tenderness of his senior brother, were unbearable to look back on.
In this life, Ming Yuyan was no longer Ming Yuyan. She put down her sword and picked up a murderous knife.
From then on, he embarked on a killer's path of no return, which is more like luck than a path of no return.
Because fortunately, she met Feng Chengli, the man who promised her to stay together for the rest of her life.
"Do you still remember this sword?"
"I don't remember."
"You know where the end of the road is, but do you know how you got there?"
"The road is right at my feet, I don't have to know why I'm here."
"This road is far away. I can take you off this road."
"Why leave when I'm leaving."
"Do you know why I'm here?"
"I only know that you are wearing beautiful clothes, but my long sword has long been nameless."
"Can you tell right from wrong? Your knife is stained with so much blood!"
"My sword is nothing."
"You threw away your sword and your name."
"No matter how good the sword is, I still seem to be me."
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