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... ld wind brushing past the hem of her white robe trimmed in blue. Her long black hair draped over her shoulders, a silver butterfly hairpin trembling faintly with each breath.
Her face was naturally aloof, her blue eyes like an icy lake, yet right now they were reddened. Tears rolled down, falling onto her collar, leaving warm traces that ran contrary to her cold aura.
In her hand, LanYue gripped a longsword tightly. The blade was still dripping blood, each drop falling slowly, so ...
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