This article originated from a dream. In that youthful age of swords and swords, I became obsessed with martial arts novels. So, at a certain time in the night on a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, I had a dream. The content of the dream is as follows: I don't know what era a certain woman was in. One day, she went up to the mountain with a small bamboo basket to collect medicine, but... There are unforeseen circumstances, and people have misfortunes and misfortunes. A certain woman fell into a big black hole very stupidly. The black hole was very long, and she fell for a long time, and finally fell into a deep pool. Just when someone thought she was going to die, she was picked up in time, and she looked at the person wetly. After shaking, someone fainted...
So, when I thought about it recently, I wanted to write an ancient text about this kind of thing, about time travel, about the love of a straightforward woman, and about everyone's life.
She is a famous gangster on the streets. She is famous not because her name is Fan Er, but because there is a man named A Pin beside her. Over time, she has become famous far and wide. Famous people always live on the cusp of the limelight...
If it weren't for that fight, if it wasn't for that shining sword light, if it wasn't for the blood mist that filled the sky, if it wasn't for the instant bloody time travel, if it wasn't for that encounter... (TMD, it's endless!)
Okay! Anyway, the story begins...
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