In my consciousness, I don't remember the woman in front of me, but I am familiar with her voice, she is the sword spirit of the Qingfeng Sword.

She's so beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful.

I didn't speak, but the breeze seemed to be able to read my meaning through my eyes, and then hugged me tightly, the cold armor on my body, infected by her body temperature, I could feel my own heartbeat, and I couldn't help myself.

"I know......

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