(The author is a poor graduate student and updates slowly. If you have a baby you like, please wait patiently. It will be updated from time to time every week)
Before going down the mountain in late autumn tomorrow, the master gave her this sword without a name.
This sword is extremely cold, and there are countless dead souls under the sword.
This girl Song Qingyin actually used it to chill sour plum soup...
The rivers and lakes are like maggots attached to the bones. Tomorrow and late autumn will be relieved, but there are always people who want to eradicate the roots.
How could she forget what happened back then? Tomorrow and late autumn, she was seven years old and watched her parents die in front of her eyes. Now that she knew the truth, she would definitely ask for an explanation.
Tomorrow and late autumn will be a rare decision.
Standing outside the gate of Yiqi Mountain, Ming Wanqiu stood alone, holding a sword: "Ming Wanqiu, come and worship the mountain!"
Half a month later, the Sanqing Peak of Yiqi Mountain was stained with blood. The three real masters fell, and the whole world was shaken.
Ming Wanqiu also offended half of the world.
Later, Song Qingyin could not find Ming Wanqiu. To be precise, everyone who knew Ming Wanqiu could not find her.
Song Shijun told Song Qingyin: "If you follow her, she won't be able to protect you. Just like that time, she doesn't want to make the same mistake again."
Song Qingyin didn't speak. From that day on, he became much more diligent in practicing martial arts and talked a lot less...
Intention: Enter the rivers and lakes and remain unstained by the mud