The first time Meng Tianbai met Mu Qinglan was by the reed beach.
I saw her graceful and graceful, with a charming smile. With a twist of her waist, she instantly cut the throat of the person in front of her with blood.
When he came to his senses, she was already squatting by the water, picking up the Supa and wiping the sword up and down.
Nowadays, the rules of the dynasty are strict, and no one who is not a military attache is allowed to cast and store weapons privately. And he held an important position, how could he let go of the rebellious and unruly person in front of him, and immediately tried to catch him.
Unexpectedly, the woman's figure swayed through his palm like a fish. In the end, only a wet Supa with orchid fragrance was left in his hand, and there was no news from that moment.
When we met again, she was seriously injured and almost dying.
Seeing her lying in his arms with her eyes closed and her face pale, she no longer had the arrogance of the past. Meng Tianbai lied for the first time in his life.
But her eyes were so sharp that before she could recover, she waved her sleeves and left without saying goodbye.
Coming back full of joy, looking at the empty thatched cottage, Meng Tianbai raised his hand to wipe away the blood that overflowed from the corners of his lips.
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The wind at night always made people's noses and eyes itchy, so Mu Qinglan ran away overnight and stayed on Tianshan Mountain without saying a word for more than half a month.
She thought that she might not be able to wake up this time.
When they met again, there was no surprise that the two of them had expected.
Mu Qinglan stood at the east end, looking down at him at the west end.
The emperor in charge of life and death sat high in the middle, looking down at everyone in his eyes.
"What's the point of talking about victory or defeat alone? In my opinion, talking about life and death is the most enjoyable thing to watch."
In an instant, the cold wind blew up and the autumn leaves fell.
On the arena, the silver light was like lightning, and the two swords were fired at the same time.
The sword was broken and the man fell, one dead and the other injured.
Intention: obey fate or make your own choice.
