She possessed a foreign bloodline and was a destined goddess, yet in one night she was framed and suffered a downfall, falling to the Canglan Continent.
When she opened her eyes again, she ha...
Bang! A tremendous sound rang in my ears, as if I had been grabbed by an invisible hand and dragged into an abyss, impossible to defend against.
The sound of flowing water filled my ears, and not far away, there was a girl in a green dress.
Opposite her was a man of similar age. Liuyue walked over, but with each step she took, the two men moved further and further away from her.
Liu Yue stopped in her tracks. "An illusion?"
The woman's moves were swift and decisive, and even Liu Yue thought they were quite good!
Every move was deadly, giving the enemy no chance whatsoever.
"I lost." The man helplessly sheathed his sword, looking at the tip that was almost piercing his skin.
"You let me win." The woman slightly raised her chin. "Let's go again!"
The man looked at her with doting eyes, stroking the stray hairs on her forehead: "What's shameful about losing to your wife? It's not that I was letting you win, it's just that my Ali is too amazing."
"You're so good with words!"
The woman named Ali's lips twitched slightly. Although Liu Yue couldn't see her face, she could imagine that she must be smiling at this moment.
"That's wonderful." Seeing this, Liuyue couldn't help but smile.
She felt a sense of familiarity with these two people, but she couldn't place where she had seen them before. Perhaps it was the fusion of memories from two lifetimes that caused this feeling to occur so frequently.
Suddenly, the scene shifted, and a tall man emerged from the mist.
"Yueyue, do you miss me?"
The familiar face and the gentle, tender tone brought back memories of the times she shared a bed with him in Tianyan.