I thought it was just a dream. The moment I pulled out the butterfly sword, I thought of my mother's gentle face again. The smile I had seen thousands of times in my dreams was so real at this time. Her clear eyes were like a sign of the soul. The sword in her hand could no longer restrain itself from piercing my body. I could see the sparkle in Luo Shao's eyes and the snow-white mignonette flowers. However, in just a moment, they lost their warmth along with my purple blood.