The yellow sand is stained with blood, and Duanmuhuang fights to the last breath as an abandoned son of the empire.
When she was about to die, a cold sword intent tore through the sky - the soul of the peerless sword god Nangong Feng actually lived in her broken bones and blood!
"Woman? What kind of battlefield are you on?" A male voice sounded in her mind, and she was forced to be with this poisonous sword god day and night.
He taught her to kill enemies, but he abandoned her to practice ruthless swordsmanship, and eventually fell into a dead end;
She burned all the blood of the phoenix for him, but what she got in return was his saying, "The crisis of love has been overcome."
But when her soul was gone, he abandoned the ruthless way and trampled through the Nine Nethers to search for her for three thousand years——
When they met again, she smiled like a flower and asked, "Who is the young master?"
"Nangong Feng, your creditor." He took her hand and pointed his sword at the sky:
"You owe me your life, and you will have to pay it back in your lifetime."
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