Visitors from all over the world burst into tears when returning home, while people from Zhangtai remove their bones and leave behind fragrance.
"Is this the letter you sent?" A faint voice came from under the cloak.
Another gust of wind blew by, and the girl sneered and suddenly pulled off her cloak!
In an instant, her long jet-black hair danced wildly in the wind like a snake, like a giant ink-colored lotus spread out, with a hint of sadness and coldness in the confusion.
The cloak was swept away by the strong wind in an instant, and the snow-white clouds under the cloak spread out in the wind. In the confusion, only the soft yarn is dancing, and the wide sleeves are flowing. Gu Qingying's slender figure looked even more charming in the wind. The snow-white clothes that were blown back by the wind further outlined her extremely graceful figure - so clear and obvious, yet so shocking!
A tragic ending is actually just a long beginning...
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