Note: enter with caution! ! !
The wind of ten miles of sand carries a strong smell of blood.
He knelt here, the mysterious sword in his hand was in a state of dilapidation, and the sword spirit had long since dispersed. The armor on his body is also full of scars.
In a daze, Xu Linyi seemed to see Song Yi and saw her walking towards him. The two of them didn't say anything, they just looked at each other with a smile, dissipating in the wind of ten miles of sand.
Intention: None