Jianchan glanced at the sunset on the horizon and sighed softly, with three parts of admiration, three parts of joy and three parts of trance.
At this moment, below her neck, she had turned into ashes.
Suddenly, Jianchan looked at Ye Wuque again, and said playfully: "Ye Wuque, actually, the surname 'Jian' was changed after I became a master. It was just to focus on practicing swordsmanship. It is not my real surname.
,My real last name is...Kun!"
"Kunchan...is my real name."
"You have to remember!"
"Goodbye...Ye Wuque..."
At the end, with a smile on her face, Jianchan gently winked at Ye Wuque with a playful eye.
Buzz!
The next moment, Jianchan disappeared into ashes.
Disappear from the world, pass away completely, as if it had never appeared.
Just like when she came, no one knew about it.
When he left, no one knew about him.
Under the sky full of sunset.
Ye Wuque stood alone holding a sword. He seemed to be frozen in place because of Jianchan's last words!
After counting the interest.
He then raised his head again, looked at the clear and calm void in front of him, and whispered softly: "Goodbye..."
"Kunchan."
The clouds are like swords, red like fire, and the most beautiful thing is the sunset at dusk.
One person and one sword.
Stand quietly.
Farewell to comrades.
Chapter completed!