Capítulo 33: Chapter 33
Chapter 33 Nanqin's Spirit
Jiang Miaoxuan returned to a Taoist temple in the south of the city before midnight. The temple was very small and she was the only one living there.
The white deer lowered its head to drink water at the entrance of the temple, its tongue lightly touching the water surface, creating ripples.
She was wearing a simple Taoist robe with intricate patterns, with wide sleeves hanging quietly by her side. The girl came to the temple, sat down gently, and spread out a roll of books in front of her. She held her sleeve with one hand and held a carved small seal with the other. She dipped the tip of the brush into ink and wrote softly but with strength.
It was hard to tell what was in those clear eyes. A beautiful woman under the moonlight and candlelight always attracted people's imagination. However, there was no one outside the Taoist temple at that moment.
I don't know how long it took, the candle flames stopped flickering, and the breeze became quiet.
Jiang Miaoxuan put down her pen and looked into the distance through the paper window.
There is a big river in Xialiangwai that winds for hundreds of miles around the country.
However, the Taoist temple was located in a remote corner, so she could not see the fishing fires on the river bank in the distance, nor could she hear the sound of water.
The girl who had been calm all this time finally sighed softly.
Outside the Taoist temple, many little spirits who dared to come out only late at night came to the window, gently leaned on the window sill, and stared at this beautiful Taoist nun in silence, accompanying her through the long night.
As for places like Taoist temples, spirits and monsters have always avoided them like snakes and scorpions. Many wandering Taoists with some mediocre skills also like to practice with those spirits, under the pretext of removing filth from the house.
But they are willing to stay in this Taoist temple.
The young nun looked at a translucent little ghost with a pale blue body. The tiny little ghost was sitting on the window sill, hiding in a dark corner where the moonlight could not reach.
Beside it is a little green monster, they are leaning against each other, shoulder to shoulder.
Jiang Miaoxuan couldn't help but think of the first time she saw this little ghost. The pale green little ghost dragged it to her, barely breathing, and begged her to save it with a babbling face.
She smiled thinly.
After three years in the world, she has grown from sixteen to nineteen. She has not taken any magical medicine, but her realm is rising faster and faster.
She didn't tell anyone about this, but kept her fear and worry in her heart.
During the day, when she was practicing medicine and saving lives, she was too busy to think about these issues.
But it was late at night and everyone was asleep. How could she suppress the thoughts that were swirling in her mind?
The eaves of this small Taoist temple can provide shelter for many ghosts and monsters, but it cannot provide peace and comfort for itself.
She collected the bamboo slips, rolled them up and placed them neatly on the shelf.
In seven days she will be twenty years old.
For thousands of years, turning 20 has always been a hurdle that cannot be overcome. The whole year is a year of fear and anxiety, as disasters may strike from the sky at any time, and there is no way to avoid it.
Just like her, in the eyes of outsiders, she is a Taoist woman who has fallen from grace, but she knows that there is a devil lurking in her heart.
The wide Taoist robe fluttered up like a crane and landed on the hanger. Inside was just a close-fitting white dress that fit the body very well.
The veil fell, and she fell asleep with the help of Taoism, her expression peaceful.
The next day, she woke up very early, and not long after, a man from the Mingxu Sect came to this small Taoist temple.
Jiang Miaoxuan was not surprised. She stopped her daily sword practice, put the sword away, bowed, and called out "Senior Brother Zhao".
This man's name is Zhao Yao. He has decent talent and aptitude, but he entered the sect very early. He is older than me, so I usually call him Second Senior Brother.
Zhao Yao smiled and said, "Junior Sister Jiang's swordsmanship has reached the spiritual realm, without any trace of polish. Compared to her, I, your senior brother, am still dull and not worth mentioning."
Jiang Miaoxuan said gently: "Brother, there is no need to say these things, just get straight to the point."
Zhao Yao was stunned for a moment, then his smile became a little bitter.
Jiang Miaoxuan smiled and said, "I will be twenty in seven days. I believe everyone in Mingxu Sect knows this. After I turn twenty, I may become useless and a burden to Mingxu Sect. Before that, I should do something for the sect. Brother, don't worry."
After hearing this, Zhao Yao's expression became more bitter, "Junior sister, a woman like you shouldn't be like this."
Jiang Miaoxuan said: "It has been like this for generations, what else can Miaoxuan do?"
The four words "generation after generation" carry immense weight, and both of them know it well.
Over the past thousand years, there have been many women who were unwilling to believe in fate and wanted to change their destiny with their extraordinary talents.
There was once a woman who had even reached the Transformation Realm before she was twenty years old. However, one day when she was twenty years old, the Demon Suppression Prison suddenly loosened its seal, and a great demon at the peak of the Transformation Realm broke out of the seal. The prison keeper that day happened to be the woman, and the ending was horrible. The woman's cultivation was completely shattered, and she became a cripple.
There was also a female nun who left Mingxu Sect at the age of fifteen to go into the military for training. Not only did she reach a high level, she also experienced life and death on the battlefield.
Such a woman is the most dazzling existence anywhere in the world, but she is involved in that fate.
After she turned twenty, she never returned to the sect again, and no one knew what she had experienced.
But five years later, someone saw her in a brothel.
When Jiang Miaoxuan read these taboo histories, she asked herself: she knew that her realm and character were not the best compared to her predecessors, so what qualifications did she have to hope that she could escape from that nightmare-like fate?
Zhao Yao sighed and said, "Brother, I came here this time to send a wedding invitation to my sister."
Jiang Miaoxuan nodded: "It's my own wedding invitation, right?"
"Junior sister is really smart." Zhao Yao said with emotion.
Jiang Miaoxuan asked: "Who is the husband chosen by the sect for me? Has the wedding date been set?"
Zhao Yao was surprised and asked: "Junior sister...you don't have any opinions?"
"Hmm?" Jiang Miaoxuan smiled. In the small courtyard, poplar catkins were coming from afar, like dancing dandelions.
Her words were gentle, but she couldn't hide her helplessness. "After Hua Mu returns to the sect, you must take good care of it until it dies, okay?"
Hua Mu was the beautiful sika deer. When she was thirteen years old, she met a wounded fawn and brought it back to the sect. In the blink of an eye, seven years had passed.
Zhao Yao nodded in agreement.
"The husband chosen for you by the sect is the son of the richest man in Xialiang Country, Xia Zhijiu."
Jiang Miaoxuan recalled the description of the man she had only met once: "Is it that little fat guy?"
Zhao Yao made an inappropriate joke: "I'm afraid he's a fat man now."
Jiang Miaoxuan did not raise any objections. She just asked, "When are we going to get married?"
Zhao Yao said: "Within seven days."
Jiang Miaoxuan was slightly surprised: "Why are you so impatient?"
After asking this question, she felt that what she said was a bit redundant. She smiled and added: "Miaoxuan is stupid."
The reason was simple. After the age of 20, he might become a useless person at any time. Of course, the one he wanted to marry was the one who was still in a celestial state at the moment.
When my heart of Taoism is shattered and I become a mortal, even if I still have the appearance of an immortal, my aura will definitely be completely different.
Zhao Yao explained: "This matter has been debated for a whole year in the sect. Some elders think that this is biased and that Mingxu Sect, as the largest sect, should not do this. Some people think... some people think that this can bring many benefits to Mingxu Sect and should be done this way."
In fact, the debate was far from as simple as he said. There was even a fight between the elders, causing a stir in the sect.
A whole year passed, and Xialiang State even sent people to lobby, and finally the leader decided to compromise and "sell" this amazingly talented woman.
This is a very shameful thing, so no elder will come to the wedding banquet.
Zhao Yao kept observing her expression, wondering why she could still be so calm, and whether this calmness was fake or real.
The answer to this question is very simple for Jiang Miaoxuan.
If I'm not calm, will I cry?
She nodded and said, "I understand."
Zhao Yao asked curiously, "Is there anything else you want to ask? As long as it's not too difficult, the sect will definitely help you complete it."
Jiang Miaoxuan smiled and said, "No more. Please go back, Senior Brother."
Zhao Yao thought about it and felt that he had something to say, but he didn't know what to say.
He walked outside and saw the spotted deer kneeling on the lawn at the door. It was also ugly, like a girl bending over.
Zhao Yao suddenly turned around and asked, "I wonder what realm Junior Sister is in now."
Zhao Yao had been stuck at the peak of the sixth realm for many years. He knew that for a genius like his junior sister, this hurdle was nothing.
But he was still somewhat curious about how far his junior sister had come.
But after asking, he felt a little regretful, because realm was something that was destined to be lost, and it was meaningless to his junior sister, and it even hurt her.
He opened his mouth to say something, but Jiang Miaoxuan smiled and said, "To achieve emptiness and transformation, one is still one step away."
Zhao Yao didn't understand what it meant.
By the time he realized what was happening, Jiang Miaoxuan had already turned around and walked into the temple, leaving him alone in shock and speechlessness.
Back in the temple, Jiang Miaoxuan sorted out the notes and papers on the table as usual. There were many trivial matters she recorded, as well as many medical pharmacology and sword techniques.
Her eyes fell on the note, but the words could not enter her mind.
She was a little irritable.
She hated this useless emotion, but it came like a tidal wave, and if she didn't understand it, there would be no solution.
After she calmed down, she started to plan to leave.
In the conversation just now, she actually had a lot of emotions in her heart, but she didn't show it, and just had a look of resignation.
But after three years in the world, she has seen all kinds of things in the world, and has never been to a place farther away. How can she be willing to accept this even if her heart is as calm as still water?
Since I have deceived my senior brother, I should leave as quickly as possible, leave this small Taoist temple where I have stayed for three years, leave Xialiang Country, and go to a farther place to see more distant mountains and rivers before my Taoist heart collapses.
In the past, she had never had such courage and determination.
But Zhao Yao's trip strengthened her determination.
She didn't want to get married, and she didn't want to give the rest of her life to a fat man.
And during that conversation, the most interesting thing I said was to entrust Hua Mu to him. This seemingly casual sentence, in their eyes, should be the best proof that I accepted my fate.
But how could she bear to give Hua Mutu away?
Later, she would release this somewhat spiritual little deer back into the forest. She believed that since it had followed her for so long, it would not fall into the mouths of other beasts, right?
At 10 pm, she closed the door and went down the mountain as usual, very normal.
She came down the mountain and, as usual, sat in a clinic to treat the patients.
The patients were all familiar with her and knew that this immortal master was very approachable. What was surprising was that some of the diseases that had plagued the patients for many years had actually improved greatly today.
Many patients were grateful to her, but she just smiled gently as always.
Using magic to help patients heal is taboo.
Because the immortals are separated from each other, it is difficult for a mortal's sick body to withstand the initiation of immortal arts.
Although Jiang Miaoxuan knew this very well, she knew that after she left, some seriously ill people might find it difficult to continue living like this. Instead of letting them suffer for a long time, it would be better for them to live happily for a few years. As for whether they can continue to hold on, life or death depends on fate.
She knew it was wrong for her to make choices for others.
Because others are completely unaware of this decision and may even resent it.
But it's strange, she just wants to be willful for once.
After she finished treating today's patients, she said a few words to the staff at the clinic and planned to leave.
At this time, a sick little girl suddenly walked into the clinic.
The little girl sat down in front of the chair, put her hands on the table, and shouted: "Fairy sister, I want to see a doctor."
Jiang Miaoxuan looked at the little girl carefully and said with a smile: "You are not sick."
The little girl in a black dress shook her head and said stubbornly: "I am sick! How can you tell if I am sick if you don't check me?"
Jiang Miaoxuan looked at the girl, smiled helplessly, and had no choice but to sit upright on the chair and check her pulse seriously.
Finally, she made the final statement: "You are really not sick."
The girl stretched out another hand and asked tentatively: "Would you like to try this hand too?"
Jiang Miaoxuan just smiled and looked at her.
The girl said weakly: "I feel a little dizzy."
Jiang Miaoxuan asked: "Whose family are you from? Why have I never seen you before?"
The girl replied, "I am from another place. I heard there is a fairy sister here, so I came to see her."
Jiang Miaoxuan said: "Now that you have finished reading, shouldn't you go home?"
The girl pestered, "Sister, can you talk to me?"
Jiang Miaoxuan thought about it and shook her head.
She thought: It was OK in the past, but not today.
Because today she will say goodbye to this city forever.
Jiang Miaoxuan ignored the girl's nagging and walked out the door.
It was not until they reached the door that the girl let go of her arm and waved to Jiang Miaoxuan, "Fairy sister, be careful on the road."
Jiang Miaoxuan smiled and nodded.
But she felt a little uneasy and even a little chilly in her heart.
Be careful on the road?
Why did the little girl seem to already know that she was leaving?
After walking three steps, she looked back again, but could not see the little girl anymore.
The little girl in a black dress was on the top floor of the clinic, looking at the young nun in a Taoist robe, who was leaving like a crane, and swinging her feet in boredom.
In broad daylight, it was difficult to see the statue behind her.
"Is this the young lady?" Ji Chanxi asked, "She is very pretty and pleasing to the eye. She has profound attainments in Taoism, very good."
The female statue asked, "Nothing else you want to say?"
Ji Chanxi shook her head, looking indifferent.
The female Dharma image smiled but said nothing.
At the end of the field of vision, outside the city, a young nun walking on an unknown path suddenly stopped.
Her footsteps, which were about to fall, paused in mid-air and then retracted after a moment.
The leaves rustled beside my ears, and the black and white Taoist robes were like clouds rolled up by the wind.
Jiang Miaoxuan sighed softly: "Brother, it turns out you didn't leave."
At the end of the road, Zhao Yao had a look of regret on his face.
Jiang Miaoxuan was a little confused: "How did Senior Brother know that I was leaving?"
Zhao Yao said softly: "Junior sister, you are very skilled in Taoism. If you are deliberately trying to deceive me, I will not be able to see through you. But, Junior sister is so smart, how could you not guess if there are other people coming with me?"
Jiang Miaoxuan looked calm: "Is it the Fourth Elder or the Second Elder?"
These two elders have always been indifferent to me, but although they are of high seniority, their realm is only eighty-nine. If I really want to leave, it will be difficult for them to stop me.
On a tall tree beside Zhao Yao, a dead leaf slowly fell. When the dead leaf floated to Zhao Yao's shoulder, it suddenly broke into pieces. Between the withered yellow leaves, a white-haired old man with an immortal look and spirit emerged like a crane.
Jiang Miaoxuan held the whisk tighter.
She stared at that person, refusing to relax even a little.
She said in a deep voice: "Meet the Deputy Sect Master."
Mingxu Sect's Acting Leader Lu Kan.
Lu Kan looked at the young lady. After not seeing her for many years, she had grown from a little girl to such a graceful lady. If her figure was on a prostitute, she would be a slut. But she was pure and beautiful, like a white crane in the clouds, coming here out of envy of the flowers. She was so pure and elegant, yet she was full of charm.
It would be a waste of talent if the beautiful girl married that fat guy named Xia.
But everyone knows that Jiang Miaoxuan's beauty is just fireworks, which will disappear in an instant.
The more gorgeous it is now, the more miserable it will be in the future.
Besides, Mingxu Sect has more important things to do at this moment?
Lu Kan said slowly: "Soon, you won't have to call me the acting leader anymore."
Jiang Miaoxuan's mind was in a state of confusion. She knew that Lu Kan had always been neutral towards her. The former leader, her master, and Lu Kan's elder brother, Lu Zan, had been in seclusion for more than ten years to strive for the state of a sage. He had never liked her, or rather, he had never liked all the female crowns who were the reincarnations of that person over the past thousand years.
If he hadn't been in seclusion, the dispute over how to deal with himself wouldn't have lasted so long.
Jiang Miaoxuan asked: "Are you going to become the sect leader or is Lu Zan coming out of seclusion?"
Lu Kan said: "You are a little girl who usually speaks so softly, but you dare to call your master Lu by his name."
After a pause, Lu Kan continued, "To be honest, more than ten years ago, when my brother was going to retreat to break through to the level of a sage, almost all of us were not optimistic about it. But now, I don't know what kind of enlightenment my senior brother has, but he has actually vaguely touched the threshold of that realm. These days, the sect has almost emptied its family funds to collect rare treasures and exotic herbs for my senior brother. And marrying the richest man in Xialiang Country is naturally the best choice at this moment."
He glanced at Jiang Miaoxuan, and seemed to sigh: "It is self-evident how much significance a strong teammate in the Saint Realm has for the sect. So, I have to inconvenience you."
Jiang Miaoxuan nodded to show her understanding. She just smiled softly, but her hand was still holding the whisk without relaxing at all.
"If it was a year ago, Miao Xuan might have accepted her fate. But now, the less time we have left, the calmer I am. If you want to persuade Miao Xuan, please draw your sword on behalf of the Sect Master."
Lu Kan finally revealed a genuine look of surprise.
After Fuyu sealed his sword, he abandoned the way of the sword and devoted himself to the study of yin and yang.
Five years ago, after he had been stagnant in the Ninth Realm for too many years, he was filled with anger and went to the well to retrieve the discarded sword. He held the sword and meditated, and entered the realm of enlightenment.
In the eyes of outsiders, he had never used any sword moves. This should have been a secret that no one knew. How could this little girl who had long since left the sect know this?
All the doubts were reduced to sighs.
He glanced at Zhao Yao, who was shocked. He knew that he had learned the secret of the acting headmaster, so he bowed his head and saluted, indicating that he would never tell anyone.
"Is the reincarnation of that soul so miraculous?" Lu Kan turned to look at Jiang Miaoxuan and sighed, "But you haven't reached the realm of perfection yet, how can you beat me?"
Jiang Miaoxuan said stubbornly: "Please draw the sword on behalf of the master."
Lu Kan stopped talking. He put two fingers together in front of him. Between his fingers, a ray of light appeared, like the clouds in the sky parting, and the bright light appeared. It was obviously just a thin line that could not be thinner, but it took the lead and pushed forward with the force of splitting clouds and mist.
Lu Kan's expression was calm, but just a moment later, his face changed drastically.
Because Jiang Miaoxuan did not dodge or evade, with her hands behind her back, she did not even make a move to resist. She closed her eyes, and the sword intent continued to slash at her graceful body, extremely fierce.
Lu Kan was shocked. If this sword hit Jiang Miaoxuan, she might even be killed. He did not dare to hesitate. He struck with the second sword. He used his human body as a sword, and the sword flew as fast as lightning, several times faster than the first one!
He wanted to forcibly break the sword intent before the first sword struck Jiang Miaoxuan.
There was a bright white light in front of my eyes, and fragments of sword intent were dancing in the sky.
Jiang Miaoxuan looked calm, but her clothes were affected by the sword energy, with small holes on her collar, chest, and sleeves. But she didn't care at all. At the moment when Lu Kan's second sword smashed the first sword, she swung her whisk, and the gentle nun's body moved as fast as thunder.
The whisk sweeps past, which means peace and tranquility.
In the scattered sword lights, her white clothes glowed softly, like a lonely crane.
Lu Kan drew back his sword. Although he had been tricked and his sword intent was hard to concentrate for a while, he had entered the Transformation Realm five years ago. Although he was still in the early stage of the Transformation Realm, the mysteries in the process were completely different from those in the Ninth Realm.
He swung his sword left and right, seemingly casually, but in fact he was attacking and dispelling the sword intent, gathering it bit by bit. He struck out with his sword again, some directly at the center, some indirectly, and some cunningly.
In the rain of light, a few bloodstains bloomed on Jiang Miaoxuan's body, but her eyes were more resolute than ever before.
There was a clang sound.
It's like the cry of a crane, or even more like the sound of a sword.
The whisk was entangled with the long sword, and there was light between the two like ripples, scattered into stars. Lu Kan looked indifferent, and kept circulating his true energy, urging the sword. He wanted to use a purer and more massive true energy to wear down Jiang Miaoxuan, and Jiang Miaoxuan's face was pale, and her fingers were also bloodless.
What she holds on to is just a thought.
Just when Lu Kan felt that he had won, he suddenly felt a strong sense of alarm.
He suddenly raised his head and met Jiang Miaoxuan's gaze. His mind was instantly frightened. Her clear pupils were like an abyss.
Jiang Miaoxuan put two fingers together in front of her chest and made an almost identical movement to Lu Kan. What was shocking was that a sword energy also appeared between Jiang Miaoxuan's fingers.
The sword energy was not strong enough or sharp enough, but it was pure enough.
She actually braved the world's disapproval and secretly cultivated her sword skills!
Lu Kan's mind was wavering, and for a moment he was not sure whether he could take the sword.
At this moment, Jiang Miaoxuan spat out a mouthful of blood.
This sword intent that had not yet been fully integrated also quickly dissipated between his fingers.
Jiang Miaoxuan turned her head back, the corners of her mouth were bloody and red.
Behind her, Zhao Yao's fingers were against her vest.
"Junior sister, I know that my talent for cultivation is very poor and my realm is not as good as yours, but you shouldn't look down on me like this."
Jiang Miaoxuan smiled bleakly: "Brother, I never looked down on you, I just..."
"I never thought you would actually do it."
...
In the empty room, Jiang Miaoxuan, still wearing a sad Taoist robe, was secluded inside.
To be on the safe side, she should have her power taken away before marrying Mr. Xia.
However, Master Xia was very opposed to it, saying that what he wanted was the immortal Jiang Miaoxuan, not a mortal who had lost all his Taoist skills.
So Lu Kan just injected a sword force into her body, and if she attacked again, he could easily capture her.
The place where she was secluded was very remote and difficult to find.
With two elder masters in charge, it can be said that nothing can go wrong.
Jiang Miaoxuan sat cross-legged, her Taoist robe covering her knees.
In the past two days, many people came to persuade her, and no matter how gentle or fierce the words were, she just smiled, and she seemed to be the calm Taoist woman.
But she is the only one who knows the ripples and waves.
She began to deduce the solution.
She didn't know what kind of person Xia Zhijiu was, and she had no interest in knowing.
Because since I have reached a high place, how can I bear to fall back to the dust?
She vaguely felt that she might be able to find the answer. However, she was just in a fog and didn't know what the answer was.
If there is a ray of hope, where is it?
Suddenly, her shoulders trembled slightly, and she subconsciously looked up to the window.
There was the sound of birds singing outside the window.
This place has been set up with a net of heaven and earth, not even a mosquito can fly in, so how can there be birds singing?
But the birdsong continued, like a call.
She opened the window and saw an oriole perched on the windowsill.
There was a letter tied to Huangli's leg. She was trembling in her heart, but she forced herself to calm down and unfold the letter.
There was nothing else in the letter except four words: Nanqin style.
She looked at these four unfamiliar words and felt vaguely like she had heard them somewhere before.
She just couldn't remember.
It seems as if the memory can be traced back to thousands of years ago, there is a sound of piano that comes and goes for a long time, showing its elegance.
When I looked up, the oriole had disappeared.
She burst into tears without realizing it.
She stroked the tears on her face, feeling a little overwhelmed.
...
Deep inside the hall, Su Lingshu's pupils were dim and his expression was wooden.
The green lotus glowed dimly, as if blown by the autumn wind, and withered a little.
A white jade finger pressed against her brow.
Su Lingshu tried his best to concentrate, his voice was a little hoarse: "How... did you know that?"
That person was Yin Yang, and a faint smile appeared on his jade-like face, as if he was determined to get everything.
"You took advantage of the gap between dreams and used the Azure Soul Transformation Technique to escape from the dream. You transformed into a split soul and came here, wanting to ignite your own life lotus heart. You thought you were doing it secretly, without anyone noticing. If it wasn't for a coincidence, I would have been fooled by you. You are indeed amazing, you are worthy of being the Saint Lady."
Yin Yang chuckled and said, "I can give you another choice. If you hand over the Azure Soul Transformation Method, I can give you a chance. Or you can tell me how you got rid of your inner demon. I am also a little interested in this."
Su Lingshu shook his head with difficulty.
Yin Yang was not surprised and said, "Then I can only take you to an interesting place."
Yin Yang lightly stroked his finger, and Su Lingshu's eyes went dark. When he opened his eyes again, the vast sky of stars seemed to fall into his field of vision.
Su Lingshu found that she could move. She waved her hands and looked at the galaxy passing by, feeling shocked beyond words.
The Milky Way and the sea of stars seemed to be real, floating up and down around me, and the faint glimmers were cold and distant.
And in every seemingly ordinary star, she can see a brief microcosm of a person's life.
Is this the magical power of the pinnacle of the Holy Saint?
She looked down at her feet, the long river of time flowing by, she felt the emotions between every grain of sand, their sorrows, joys, and anger were all reflected in the mirror of her heart, clearly.
Yin Yang was standing in front of him, his white clothes as white as snow. He waved his sleeves, and Su Lingshu seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand. He leaned forward, and ripples appeared in the virtual world in front of him.
The star-like scenery disappeared from their sight in an instant, and they came to a prosperous ancient street, with the sound of people bustling around them, but Su Lingshu could feel that the prosperity did not belong to her, and she even felt a little sad.
There is a tall building at the end of the road.
There was a woman dancing naked under the tall building. She was extremely graceful, like a fairy, but her clothes were extremely thin, covering only a few private parts.
The ribbon wrapped around the arm keeps fluttering and dancing, which is magnificent.
Su Lingshu looked at her, but she just focused on dancing, her expression was intoxicated, and the people in the audience looked crazy, but Su Lingshu could feel the indifference beneath the madness, as if she was among a group of walking corpses, surrounded by empty bodies, and only she had a lively and lonely soul.
That dancer is Xia Qianzhen, and also myself.
She came into her dream.
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