Sword three: frost and snow

The two met for the first time when the peach blossoms were in full swing, and he was holding on to the old and faded concentric knot - he could vaguely discern that it might have been the bright red one.

Shuangxue stood under the peach blossom tree, blushing.

If Shuangxue hadn't rushed up with a long halberd, it would have been a pleasing scene.

Yanbei snorted, retracted the concentric knot, raised his hand in anger, and in the melodious spring wind of the reed flute, gave Shuangxue a shake to the ground, shaking off the peach petals of the two of them.

The two were evenly matched in strength, and in the end it was Yanbei who was calmer than Shuangxue and gained the upper hand. Dunli knocked Shuangxue to the ground, and pointed his knife at Shuangxue. Yanbei said in a deep voice, "What kind of madness?"

"Bah! You're crazy! You give me back my things!"

So the old concentric knot was thrown on Shuangxue's face, and Shuangxue still stared at Yanbei viciously, like a wolf dog that has been robbed of its food.

"What else do you want? I just picked it up by chance, why are you so narrow-minded?" Yanbei withdrew the knife, but was still vigilant that Shuangxue would pounce on him at any time.Shuangxue turned her head to look at Qixiu who was standing blankly beside her—"What is your relationship with him!"

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I don’t want to dig a hole before the exam, the next update will be July [-]th, the exam will be three days, and I will be resurrected after three days