Jade tea drifts in the wind,

The figure is getting further and further away,

Sadness overflows half of my heart.

Missing me still spreads,

Climb mountains and cross rivers,

The pace of departure never stops.

The soul is gradually relieved,

Betrayal gradually forgives,

Sadness fills the whole memory.

Happiness looks forward to meeting you,

We parted ways,

Don’t retreat towards the bridge of Naihe.

detached world,

Branded heart marks,

Who still remembers who stayed?

Is it the pain of not being able to communicate with each other until death?

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The sharp sword pierced deeply into his chest, and the blood that flowed out dyed a large part of his clothes red, just like the big jade tea flowers in full bloom. His pupils were printed with that beautiful figure, and his long white hair was blowing

Scattered in the wind, it looked extremely messy. Faced with the impending death, he did not panic. People must die anyway, not to mention that there was no regret in dying by her sword.

At this moment, she was squinting at this man who was getting older. His expression was as numb as before, his eyes were lonely, and he was arrogant. Even though he was about to die now, he still showed such profound indifference that she had forgotten.

Has he ever smiled? Maybe he has never really smiled. Her hand holding the hilt of the sword deepened a little more. It would be too kind for him to kill him with one sword, and not let him experience all kinds of heartache.

How could the poison of cold poison be worth her darkness and claustrophobia during those years?

Thinking of this, she relaxed a little. The last breath finally dissipated in the air. She pulled out her beloved Han Yue Sword and stared at the figure lying in the pool of blood for a long time. The person who brought her infinite despair, the person who had died long ago but

A person who has been alive for many years. After all, she has been patiently waiting for this moment, but after finally getting her wish, she is at a loss. Where will she go from now on? No one knows.

She still couldn't escape the curse of fate, just like a puppet on strings who could only perform helpless dramas one after another along the established trajectory, and he was ultimately trapped in the cracks of reincarnation, and the trauma in his soul could never be healed.
Chapter completed!