The wind, rain and dust, the passionate years, are ultimately nothing like the wind and dust.
When Mo Xiaoyou was five years old, he was taken away by a demon that everyone feared. She called him uncle, and he called her Mo Xiaoxiao.
Ten years later, the big devil took her out of the mountain. Only then did she realize that this uncle, who was usually stern but kind to others, actually had a fierce reputation in the world and was known as the Immortal-Slaying Sword Demon.
She couldn't figure out why such a man as gentle as jade and with good character could massacre a sect overnight and fight many sects on Duanhun Mountain until the sky was stained with blood, so he took this name.
At that time, Mo Xiaoxiao was a timid person, with mediocre talents and an undistinguished appearance among all living beings. In her words, she felt unworthy of being cultivated by her uncle.
In ten years, no one will forget the past events in the world of mortals, and another storm will arise.
My writing skills are limited, so don't comment if you don't like it.