Holding a green feather fan in her hand, she stood facing the wind, her red dress fluttering in the wind, creating a subtle arc. She stared at him intently and said in a low voice, "You participated in the war thirty thousand years ago, right?"
In her heart, she expected his answer to be no.
He looked at her for a long time, opened his lips slightly, and said one word, "Yes."
He gave her an affirmative answer, and at this moment, her heart died.
She pursed her lips slightly, her smile was filled with tears but her eyes were as bright as the stars, "You were indeed involved. I was still hoping that you didn't know about it, but it turned out to be me..." She paused and said slightly, "I gave up the grudge that was made 30,000 years ago. You have brought me up, and I should repay you."
After she finished speaking, she picked up the Demon-Conquering Sword on the ground and stabbed her spiritual essence straight into it.
She stared at him, tears falling from the corners of her eyes, and a wry smile curled up at the corners of her lips, "Master, goodbye." He was gone again.
Purpose: To fulfill each other