Do we meet again? Or part ways?

o ashes first!" Yi Laotou laughed madly, reaching out to grip Jiang Qiyun's sword edge. His palm was slashed by the blade, and pitch-black blood immediately trickled down.Jiang Qiyun reluctantly drew... with a long trailing piece of fabric at the back.Just now, her robe brushed past the bamboo grove, creating a rustling sound.She always held her hand up, covering her mouth and nose with her sleeve."...