Chapter Twelve of the Tribulations of the Wind and Dust: Cultivating Forbearance and Tenderness

Despite his utter exhaustion and the excruciating pain in his chest, Xue Jianqiu carried the unconscious Lu Xuanshuang on his back, running desperately across a barren wilderness. After escaping from the backyard of "Xiong Ba Tian Xia," Xue Jianqiu had immediately darted into a dense thicket of grass. Once the pursuing group had roared past, he fled in the opposite direction. After half an hour of running, the vicious thugs had indeed failed to catch up.

Xue Jianqiu hadn't rested or eaten for two whole days and nights, and coupled with his severe injuries, his body and mind were already at their limit. Only because of his concern for Lu Xuanshuang's safety had he been able to temporarily forget everything and run like a normal person. Now that he knew he was out of danger, his tense emotions relaxed, and he suddenly felt dizzy and disoriented. He stumbled forward and fell face-first to the ground.

Xue Jianqiu felt excruciating pain throughout his body. Although his face was pressed to the ground, he was too exhausted to even lift his hand to wipe the dust from his face. He vaguely heard Lu Xuanshuang's soft moans. Xue Jianqiu's heart trembled, and with a sudden surge of strength, he struggled to his feet and embraced Lu Xuanshuang's soft body. Her long hair brushed against his face, leaving him feeling utterly bewildered.

Xue Jianqiu looked down at half of Lu Xuanshuang's face. Her eyes were closed, her eyelashes long, and her exquisitely beautiful face still bore traces of damp urine. She was occasionally exhaling.

Xue Jianqiu recalled the scene of Lu Xuanshuang drinking urine, and a pang of sorrow gripped his heart. He thought, "Poor Miss Lu, you've suffered so much..." He quickly rolled up his sleeve and wiped the urine from her face. At that moment, Lu Xuanshuang let out a soft moan.

Overjoyed, Xue Jianqiu hurriedly called out in a low voice, "Miss Lu... Miss Lu..." He saw Lu Xuanshuang with her eyes tightly closed, uttering in pain, "Water... water..."

Seeing Lu Xuanshuang's painful moans, Xue Jianqiu felt as if his heart was being torn apart. However, all around was a barren wasteland; where could he find water? Seeing Lu Xuanshuang's pained expression, Xue Jianqiu felt immense pity. He immediately picked up the steel sword from the ground, extended his left wrist, and slashed his wrist with the sword, blood gushing out instantly. Xue Jianqiu quickly brought his wrist to Lu Xuanshuang's lips, letting the blood flow directly into her mouth.

Seeing Lu Xuanshuang gulp down the blood, Xue Jianqiu felt a surge of satisfaction. Looking at her gradually regaining her color, he thought, "If this can alleviate Miss Lu's pain even slightly, it would be worth it even if I drank all my blood!" He then quietly lowered his head, gazing at Lu Xuanshuang's peaceful expression.

She didn't know how much time had passed when, in her dazed state, she smelled a bloody odor and slowly opened her eyes. She saw Xue Jianqiu looking at her with concern, while she herself was sucking the blood flowing from his wrist. She was immediately horrified and cried out, "What...what are you doing?"

Xue Jianqiu's face lit up with joy, and he said gently, "Miss Lu, you've finally woken up."

Lu Xuanshuang saw that Xue Jianqiu's left wrist was dripping with blood, while her own lips, neck, and chest were stained with warm blood, and her mouth smelled strongly of blood. After a moment of contemplation, Lu Xuanshuang understood what had happened and was utterly shocked. She cried out, "Why...why are you doing this?"

Xue Jianqiu smiled bitterly, "You were thirsty! This place is desolate, and I was afraid I wouldn't find any water for you, so..."

Hearing this, Lu Xuanshuang stared in disbelief, speechless, deeply moved. Unexpectedly, a woman as shameless and lewd as herself could receive such favor from Xue Jianqiu. Overwhelmed with emotion, tears streamed down her shapely face like broken pearls.

Xue Jianqiu cried out urgently, "Miss Lu... Miss Lu, don't cry!" Just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly felt dizzy and his vision went black, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground. Lu Xuanshuang

was shocked and rushed forward to support Xue Jianqiu. She picked up her steel sword and cut a piece of her outer garment to bandage the wound on Xue Jianqiu's left wrist, her face showing anxious concern.

Seeing Lu Xuanshuang's concern for him, Xue Jianqiu felt immensely gratified. He quietly watched Lu Xuanshuang's every move, a relieved smile appearing on his face.

Under Xue Jianqiu's gaze, Lu Xuanshuang's cheeks flushed, and she whispered, "Xue... Hero Xue, why did you hurt yourself like this? I am a shameless woman, I really... I really don't deserve you doing this for me..." Thinking of the humiliation she had suffered these past few days, she couldn't help but shed tears again.

Xue Jianqiu gently wiped away her tears and said softly, "Don't say that! I, Xue Jianqiu, have already made up my mind that I will take good care of you and protect you for the rest of my life, and I will never let you suffer any grievances or harm again! As long as Xue Jianqiu lives, no one can touch a hair on your head!"

Seeing Xue Jianqiu's sincere expression, firm tone, and deep love in his eyes, Lu Xuanshuang's heart fluttered, and her cheeks flushed. She whispered, "You...you are the famous 'Hundred Swords

Sect' leader. What have I, Lu Xuanshuang, done to deserve such favor from you?"

Xue Jianqiu smiled inwardly, "I am no longer the 'Hundred Swords Sect' leader." But he didn't say it outright, and just laughed, "Xue Jianqiu is just an ordinary person, nothing special. If Miss Lu will not abandon me, Xue Jianqiu is willing to accompany you with my sword forever!"

Lu Xuanshuang felt a warmth in her heart, and a surge of affection welled up inside her. Since the death of her senior brother Bai Shaoding, she had never felt this way again! For a long time, Lu Xuanshuang had been constantly toyed with and humiliated by men, losing all faith in them and even indulging in homosexual desires. But just now, Xue Jianqiu had made the astonishing move of cutting his wrists to quench her thirst, deeply moving Lu Xuanshuang. She was speechless with gratitude for Xue Jianqiu's deep affection, only able to shed rolling tears.

Seeing her silent tears, Xue Jianqiu grasped her hands and said with a bitter smile, "Don't you understand my sincerity towards you?"

Lu Xuanshuang felt a pang of sorrow, thinking of herself as a wanton woman, unworthy of him, and quickly pulled her hands away, choking back sobs, "Please don't touch me! I... my body is so dirty, touching me will only soil your hands..." At this moment, the night wind whistled, and Lu Xuanshuang's hair fluttered, gently brushing against Xue Jianqiu's face.

Moved by her feelings, Xue Jianqiu embraced Lu Xuanshuang tightly, whispering in her ear, "Silly girl!

Who said you were dirty? In my eyes, you are the purest and cleanest! Yesterday's events are like yesterday's death. Forget the terrible past and let me spend every day with you from now on! I...I truly love you..."

This sincere confession overwhelmed Lu Xuanshuang, who couldn't help but let out a soft sob, burying her face in Xue Jianqiu's chest and weeping loudly. Xue Jianqiu gently stroked her head and smiled, "It's all in the past!

Everything is in the past..." In the darkness, their hearts shone like the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

After a long, long time, Lu Xuanshuang lifted her head from his embrace, her eyes blurry with tears as she looked at Xue Jianqiu and said, "Being with me, you...you really aren't afraid of tarnishing your reputation?"

Xue Jianqiu laughed, "For you, Xue Jianqiu would sacrifice anything! What is this mere reputation worth?"

Just as he finished speaking, a sinister voice beside them said, "Yes! This Xue Jianqiu would truly sacrifice anything for you, you slut, even giving up the position of 'Hundred Swords Sect' leader!"

The two were shocked by this and looked in the direction of the voice, only to see a burly man leading a horse, sneering coldly, not far away. Xue Jianqiu's heart trembled; he hadn't expected to be so unaware of this uninvited guest.

The man continued, "Xue Jianqiu, you're always so cautious. How come you didn't even notice me approaching on horseback? Oh! That's right, with a beautiful woman in your arms, you're too busy enjoying yourself to care about anything else. But... hehe! Isn't it a bit too much to just let yourself be exhausted by this wildflower that everyone can pick?"

Xue Jianqiu recognized him at a glance; he was the masked man who had worked with "Smiling Tiger" Xiong Wenhao at "Xiong Ba Tianxia." He frowned and asked, "What grudge do I have against you? Why are you pressing me so hard?"

The masked man chuckled evilly, "What grudge? Ha, why don't you go ask your deceased master on the road to the Yellow Springs!" With that, he slowly drew the long sword slung across his back.

Xue Jianqiu was startled. He hurriedly picked up the steel sword from the ground, struggled to his feet, gently pushed Lu Xuanshuang behind him, and cautiously stared at the masked man before him.

Lu Xuanshuang had just heard the masked man mention that Xue Jianqiu had actually given up his position as the leader of the "Hundred Swords Sect" for her sake, and she was already extremely shocked. Now, seeing the masked man's murderous intent, and knowing that Xue Jianqiu had cut his wrist for her sake, losing a lot of blood and his martial arts skills would inevitably be greatly reduced, she felt even more anxious. She thought, "Hero Xue is facing a life-or-death situation for me, I can't remain silent any longer!" She couldn't help but plead with the masked man, "Please, spare Hero Xue! You want me, I... I'll go back with you..."

Xue Jianqiu immediately roared, "No! Absolutely not!"

The masked man was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, "Ha, what a pair of dogs! I think you haven't figured out the situation yet. I only want Xue Jianqiu's dog life, as for you, Lu Xuanshuang... if you want to go back to be fucked and ridden again, then I can grant your wish!" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly flashed and thrust his sword towards Xue Jianqiu's chest.

Seeing the masked man's fierce thrust, a truly deadly move, Xue Jianqiu quickly pushed Lu Xuanshuang back and thrust out his steel sword to block the attack. The masked man seemed to know Xue Jianqiu's swordplay; seeing him parry, he abruptly changed his attack, switching from a thrust to a slash, unleashing over ten strikes on Xue Jianqiu's left flank, the clanging of metal on metal ringing out. With

each block, Xue Jianqiu retreated a step, inwardly cursing, "Damn it! He knows my left wrist is injured, so he's targeting my left flank! Fine!" Gritting his teeth, he disregarded the relentless attacks from his left, swiftly turning his sword to thrust at the masked man's throat.

The masked man, never expecting Xue Jianqiu to risk his life like this, hastily withdrew his hand and leaped back. Having gained the upper hand with his first strike, Xue Jianqiu immediately thrust forward with his second sword. The masked man parried with his own sword, but Xue Jianqiu's third and fourth swords followed in quick succession. His offensive was relentless, one strike after another, truly embodying the essence of the staff sword technique: "Opportunity is gained, offense is nonexistent, advance is nonexistent."

The masked man trembled with fear, desperately deflecting the first two swords and attempting to retaliate, but Xue Jianqiu's attacks showed no sign of slowing. With a series of swift strokes, four more swords pierced his vital points. Enraged, the masked man thought, "Damn it! Xue Jianqiu is seriously injured now. If I can't defeat him, won't I be laughed at?" He roared and suddenly swung his sword at Xue Jianqiu's steel sword, forcefully flicking it upwards, sending the sword flying from Xue Jianqiu's hand. Immediately afterward, the masked man's left palm struck Xue Jianqiu's chest, causing him to groan and fall backward to the ground.

Xue Jianqiu staggered to his feet, his eyes wide with horror as he stared into the masked man's eyes. He cried out, "This...this move is 'Returning Peak and Changing Path,' one of my Uncle Ouyang's signature sword techniques! How could you know it? Who...who are you?"

The masked man grinned, and suddenly the tip of his sword trembled as he thrust it towards Xue Jianqiu's wide-open eyes. Xue Jianqiu screamed in agony, collapsing to his knees, pressing his hands to his throbbing eyes, blood seeping from between his fingers. In an instant, his eyes had been blinded by the masked man.

Xue Jianqiu gritted his teeth and cried out, "I...I understand! I know who you are!"

The masked man made a sword gesture and sneered, "Let you two, master and disciple, meet on the road to the Yellow Springs!" Just as he was about to thrust his sword into Xue Jianqiu's throat, he suddenly heard the sound of hooves behind him. The masked man turned around and saw a magnificent horse galloping towards him—his own steed.

Without a second thought, the masked man dodged to the side, tumbling several times on the ground. Turning around, he saw Lu Xuanshuang on horseback, pulling Xue Jianqiu onto the horse before galloping away at breakneck speed.

Lu Xuanshuang had been anxiously watching the fight. Although Xue Jianqiu had initially gained the upper hand, she knew he had lost a lot of blood for her sake and might be defeated due to exhaustion after a prolonged battle. She herself had long since lost her martial arts skills and could offer no help. Just as she was becoming increasingly anxious and at a loss, she noticed the masked man's horse chewing on dry grass roots. A thought struck her, and she slowly approached the horse, quickly climbing onto its back while the two were locked in fierce combat. At this moment, Xue Jianqiu's eyes had already been injured. Lu Xuanshuang was furious and immediately spurred her horse forward, its hooves churning. In a flash, she reached the spot where the two were fighting. The masked man had already dodged, and Lu Xuanshuang hurriedly called out, "Hero Xue, give me your hand!" Upon hearing this, Xue Jianqiu knew it was Lu Xuanshuang riding towards him . He immediately offered her his hand, leaped onto the horse's back, and galloped off.

The masked man roared, "Where do you think you're going?" He instantly leaped forward like an arrow, shooting towards the rider's rear, thrusting his sword. Xue Jianqiu, sitting behind Lu Xuanshuang, felt a sword aura attacking from behind. Fearing Lu Xuanshuang would be injured, he quickly leaned forward, shielding her with his body, and then forcefully slapped the horse's rump.

The horse, in pain, neighed and galloped even faster. The man with the masked face thought he could stab Xue Jianqiu in the back with his sword, but to his surprise, he missed and his body plummeted downwards. Just as he was feeling frustrated, he noticed Xue Jianqiu's left foot lightly kicking the horse's belly. Without thinking, the man slashed at Xue Jianqiu's heel. Xue Jianqiu suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left heel; his Achilles tendon had been severed, and blood was flowing freely.

Xue Jianqiu gritted his teeth and endured the pain, desperately pounding the horse's rump, his forehead covered in large beads of sweat. Lu Xuanshuang, in a panic, only knew how to spur her horse forward. The horse galloped like a madman, and after an unknown amount of time, Lu Xuanshuang vaguely heard the gurgling of water. She couldn't help but look left and right, seeing only low bushes and grass on her left and a rushing river on her right.

During her captivity by "Smiling Tiger" Xiong Wenhao and his gang, Lu Xuanshuang had suffered immense humiliation, especially being forced to drink urine, and they hadn't given her a single drop of water. Although she had already drunk the blood flowing from Xue Jianqiu's wrist, the strong smell of blood had only a limited effect on quenching her thirst. Now, upon seeing the flowing water, Lu Xuanshuang felt a strong urge to drink, but unsure if the man was still pursuing her, she dared not slow her pace. She asked, "Hero Xue, has that man caught up?"

Receiving no reply, Lu Xuanshuang assumed he hadn't heard her and was about to ask again when suddenly Xue Jianqiu pressed his face against her shoulder, his body pressed tightly against her back. Lu Xuanshuang felt Xue Jianqiu's sweat soak her back, and his breath brushed against her cheek. Instantly, she blushed deeply, her heart pounding, and she whispered shyly, "Hero Xue... please don't do this..."

Seeing that Xue Jianqiu still didn't respond, Lu Xuanshuang became suspicious and turned her head to look. She saw Xue Jianqiu's face covered in sweat, his eyes closed, unconscious against her shoulder.

Lu Xuanshuang was startled and cried out, "Hero Xue, what's wrong?" Just as she was about to rein in her horse, it suddenly neighed and stopped abruptly. Caught completely off guard, the forward momentum forced Lu Xuanshuang and Xue Jianqiu forward, plunging them both into the rushing river with a "plop."

The horse had been galloping straight along the riverbank when suddenly the road abruptly turned sharply to the left.

Normally, Lu Xuanshuang would have been fine as long as she controlled her mount, but preoccupied with Xue Jianqiu's injuries, she hadn't noticed the sharp turn. Upon seeing the swift current, the horse, acting on its instincts, stopped abruptly, throwing Lu Xuanshuang and Xue Jianqiu into the rushing water.

The river roared and surged, its current incredibly swift. Lu Xuanshuang felt the water engulf her, a large gush of water rushing into her mouth. Unable to swim, Lu Xuanshuang was terrified, struggling desperately, screaming, "Help...help! Father! Eldest Brother! Save me!" But her body was tossed about in the current, streams of water rushing into her mouth and nose. Lu Xuanshuang grew even more frightened, frantically grabbing and crawling, when suddenly she touched something and clung tightly to it—a broken tree trunk carried by the current.

Clinging tightly to the trunk, Lu Xuanshuang bobbed in and out of the water, coughing incessantly. Fortunately, the tree trunk provided some support, preventing her from sinking further. After spitting out several mouthfuls of water, she gasped for breath, still clinging to the trunk.

Lu Xuanshuang was stunned for a long time; large drops of water splashed onto her face, bringing her back to her senses. Recalling the near-death experience she had just endured, Lu Xuanshuang still felt a chill run down her spine. She found herself adrift in the surging water, her body icy and soaked. The roaring water all around her sounded like the deafening roar of a tiger. Alone and terrified, Lu

Xuanshuang couldn't help but sob, "Help! Someone save me!" Then she remembered Xue Jianqiu and cried out urgently, "Xue...Hero Xue, where are you? Help..." The deafening sound of the water seemed to drown out her cries for help; Lu Xuanshuang could barely hear herself. She frantically looked around, but the silvery moonlight shone on the rushing water, and all she could see were surging, turbulent waves—there was no sign of Xue Jianqiu. Lu Xuanshuang was terrified and cried out, "Hero Xue! Where are you? Don't leave me! Don't leave me..."

Just as Lu Xuanshuang was frantic with worry, she suddenly caught sight of an unidentified object floating about seven or eight feet behind her in the current. Looking closer, she was horrified to see Xue Jianqiu lying face down on the water, his entire face submerged.

Lu Xuanshuang was both shocked and overjoyed, shouting, "Hero Xue! Hero Xue!" But Xue Jianqiu didn't respond, only bobbing on the surface, clearly unconscious. Suddenly, a large wave crashed in, swallowing Xue Jianqiu whole. Lu Xuanshuang screamed, her heart filled with extreme fear. A

short while later, Xue Jianqiu surfaced from the rushing water, and Lu Xuanshuang finally breathed a sigh of relief. But seeing that Xue Jianqiu's face was still submerged, she feared he would drown in the blink of an eye. Lu Xuanshuang hurriedly stretched out her left hand, desperately trying to grab Xue Jianqiu's body, but the two were too far apart, and no matter how far Lu Xuanshuang stretched her arm, it was all in vain.

The more anxious Lu Xuanshuang became, the more the powerful current pulled them further apart. Seeing Xue Jianqiu getting further and further away, Lu Xuanshuang couldn't help but cry out in desperation, "Hero Xue! I beg you to wake up! You'll drown like this! Waaah..." Not only did she cry out, but she also desperately stretched out her left arm to grab Xue Jianqiu, seemingly not having given up any hope.

Suddenly, a torrent rushed towards Lu Xuanshuang, the powerful force sweeping her and the tree trunk she was hugging apart in the blink of an eye. Lu Xuanshuang was tossed and turned by the raging current, water rushing into her mouth and nose from all sides, making her feel extremely suffocated and almost fainting.

Exhausted and struggling to breathe, Lu Xuanshuang felt a premonition of impending death wash over her. Her heart cried out, "Father, Senior Brother, Xiaoshuang is coming to join you..." In her hazy consciousness, she saw the rushing water push Xue Jianqiu's body towards her. Lu Xuanshuang stretched out her arms and tightly embraced Xue Jianqiu's waist, thinking, "Great Hero Xue, let us die together..." Lu Xuanshuang weakly closed her eyes, gradually losing consciousness under the force of the surging water...

Lu Xuanshuang felt dizzy and disoriented, her body floating as if on clouds. She couldn't move her limbs, and couldn't even open her eyelids. Sometimes she felt as if someone was taking her pulse in her right wrist, and other times she felt as if someone was pouring a bitter liquid into her mouth. Lu Xuanshuang tried to call out, but no sound came out.

In a hazy consciousness, I vaguely heard a middle-aged man's voice say, "This woman is so beautiful, I can hardly contain myself! Aunt Lu, you'd better help me get her!"

Then I heard a middle-aged woman's voice say, "Hehe! Which woman has Dr. Sun set his sights on that I haven't helped you get her? Don't worry! In less than two months, I guarantee you'll have a beautiful woman in your arms! But... you can't skip the proper etiquette!"

The middle-aged man chuckled and said, "Of course! You, Aunt Lu, are a renowned figure in our town..." "You're a notorious pimp; I've never heard of a girl escaping your clutches. I trust you completely. Once things are settled, the proper gift will be yours!"

The middle-aged woman retorted, "Pah! Pah! What 'pimp'? You can't expect anything good from a dog's mouth! If my husband hadn't died tragically, leaving me without a livelihood, I wouldn't have returned to this despicable profession!"

The middle-aged man chuckled, "Alright, alright, I misspoke! But could you hurry? Two months is far too long...

" The middle-aged woman sighed and said, "I say, Dr. Sun, you only know how to seek pleasure and enjoy yourself, but you don't know how hard I've worked to plan this. If I don't spend more time thinking of ways to deal with this, do you think you can sleep with any girl in the world? This girl's background is unknown, and that man seems to be a shrew. I have to be careful, lest I end up like my husband, getting involved with the wrong people, and then having money but no life to enjoy it!"

The middle-aged man smiled apologetically and said, "Yes, yes, you're right. But... Aunt Lu, you're a bit too timid." "That man not only had his eyes gouged out, but his left Achilles tendon was also severed. Most importantly, he suffered such a serious chest injury. I don't think he'll live much longer. With him dead, only this weak woman is left. If you just coax her a little, she'll be completely at your mercy. Then you can fill your pockets with silver, hehe… what's there to worry about?"

Hearing this lewd and despicable conversation, Lu Xuanshuang felt her blood surge and she became dizzy. Soon after, she lost consciousness.

She didn't know how much time had passed when she felt someone feeding her a bitter liquid. She let out a soft moan and slowly opened her eyes, seeing a fair and smooth female face with a gentle smile.

Lu Xuanshuang glanced at her dazedly and saw that the woman was about forty years old, with fair skin, a head of shiny black hair, and a small white flower tucked into her hair. The middle-aged woman was very pleased to see Lu Xuanshuang wake up. She smiled and said, "Miss, you've finally woken up. How are you feeling? Are you feeling better?"

Lu Xuanshuang realized that she was in a small room with a lamp on the table, emitting a faint yellow light. She was lying on a couch, covered with a quilt. Although she felt a bit of a headache, she replied, "Yes, I'm much better, thank you, ma'am! Where...where am I?"

The woman said, "This is my home. You've been unconscious for almost a day. I rescued you from the river outside town this morning. Luckily, you only drank a little too much water and caught a cold. You'll recover after a few days of rest."

Lu Xuanshuang nodded and said, "I see, thank you for saving my life, ma'am."

The woman smiled and said, "Don't be so polite. From now on, we're all family. My late husband's surname was 'Lu,' and the neighbors all call me 'Aunt Lu.' You can call me that too. And you? Little girl, what's your name?"

Lu Xuanshuang felt that the woman was all smiles and very friendly, so she blurted out, "My name is 'Lu Xuanshuang.'"

"Lu...Lu Xuanshuang?" Aunt Lu was stunned upon hearing this. She immediately stopped smiling, her eyes widened, and her face turned very pale.

Lu Xuanshuang never expected that Aunt Lu would react this way after she gave her name. She wondered, "Could it be...could it be that even this old lady has heard about my bad reputation?" She then asked tremblingly, "Aunt Lu...Aunt Lu, what's wrong?"

After a sharp glance at Lu Xuan Shuang's face, Aunt Lu snorted and said, "Nothing, I just think your name is excellent! Really, excellent..." She paused for a moment, then added, "By the way, you were able to escape danger today, which must be thanks to the protection of my deceased husband's spirit. After his death, I would burn incense before his memorial tablet every morning and evening. Miss Lu, would you like to burn incense as well to thank him for his protection?"

Lu Xuan Shuang nodded, "Of course!" and got up to follow Aunt Lu. Arriving at the ancestral altar, Aunt Lu was lighting a torch. Lu Xuan Shuang looked around for a while, her gaze settling on the ancestral tablet before the altar. Upon closer inspection, she screamed, her face turning deathly pale, as if she had seen something terrifying.

[The End]

Author: Jin Yong

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