After the battle at Tingxue Tower, Si Miao slept in the burning silence of the Divine Sword for ten thousand years.
Until that day, when the apricot rain fell, the Fenji Sword moved slightly, waiting for its second master.
Ling Simiao, dressed in exquisite red clothes, glanced at the handsome young man in black clothes in front of her, with the corners of her lips slightly raised: "You must listen to me from now on."
But later he told her word for word, "You are my sword spirit, I am your master, how can you leave me?"
Ling Simiao×Xiao Zhuchen
Intention: Hold the sword for a lifetime.
