The girl in green clothes walked slowly in the misty rain of Central Continent. She was carrying an umbrella that could not be opened. There was an unedited sword hidden in the umbrella.
Rain fell on the hilt of the sword, and the water condensed into ice.
Mortal body, ask the sword fairy.
The girl in green brushed off the frost and snow on her sword, and a cold voice sounded in her ears.
"Draw out the sword."
Intention: There are differences between immortals and mortals, there is no difference between good and evil