Xiao Ran didn't want to chase, but turned around and saw a figure in a light green skirt, standing in the vast sea of water, holding a sword in his hand, seemingly looking through it casually. Then she raised her eyebrows from the book and looked at him, her eyes as clear as a stream of autumn water.
After the battle was over and the sun set, only the young master in white clothes like snow and the woman who looked vaguely like a dream were left.
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