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By the ancient road, the lush weeds grew wildly.
Transforming what should have been a smooth path into a broken, pitted one.
A figure in purple, with a pitch-black long sword at her waist, trod along the damaged path at a deliberate pace.
Suddenly, the woman turned to look at an ancient tree ahead, or more precisely, at the black-dressed girl on it, who resembled a sprite.
In the profound depths of the purple-clothed woman's eyes, serenity remained.
"Senior sister, if I were you, I wouldn't get involved in this search."
The girl in black leaped down, her face wearing a faint smile as she approached the purple-clothed woman.
The long sword at Su Yao's waist trembled incessantly as the black-dressed girl neared, as if it might unsheathe itself at any moment.
"Senior sister, still so fierce, huh? No wonder in future memories, you could fight that person across ten thousand li and only be slain with difficulty,"
"In all the memories, only you, senior sister."
