Li Wei walked to the window curiously, and through the pane, he saw a vague figure. The man was standing in the square in the center of the village, holding a rusty knife in his hand. With a scream, Li Wei saw the man stabbing his chest with a knife, and blood spurted out.
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Li Wei walked to the window curiously, and through the pane, he saw a vague figure. The man was standing in the square in the center of the village, holding a rusty knife in his hand. With a scream, Li Wei saw the man stabbing his chest with a knife, and blood spurted out.
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When Li Wei entered the village, he immediately felt an unusual atmosphere. The buildings in the village are dilapidated and a putrid smell permeates the empty streets. He found that the villagers all wore masks and were unwilling to communicate with outsiders. Li Wei felt a little uneasy, but he did not flinch.As night fell, Li Wei decided to spend the night in a run-down hotel. He lay on the bed, listening to the gusts of wind and the rustling of leaves coming from the window. Suddenly, he heard a low voice, as if someone was whispering.
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The rock hit the woman on the head and she let out a scream before disappearing into thin air. Li Wei gasped and felt dizzy. He finally found a way out and decided to leave this weird village forever.Li Wei escaped from the \Blood Rain Village\ and returned to a safe place. He was physically and mentally exhausted, but he knew he was lucky to have escaped a horrific nightmare. From then on, he never forgot the blood-stained village and those terrifying masked men.
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Above the rivers and lakes, in front of the cliffs and steep cliffs, a handsome and dashing man dressed in white, light as white clouds, stands with a long sword in his hand. The heroic spirit between his eyebrows, and the gleaming sword light, is like a falling star. This man is named Li Yunfei, a young and outstanding swordsman. Standing beside him is a woman with an exceptionally beautiful appearance. Her long hair cascades like a waterfall, and she wears a flowing blue dress. Her name is Liu Wanxin, a formidable female swordsman who dances her long sword as gracefully as a fluttering blue lotus. The gazes of the two meet, revealing a sense of understanding and melancholy. The once legendary stories in the rivers and lakes have now become fleeting clouds. A hint of determination flashes in Li Yunfei's eyes, while a faint sorrow lingers in Liu Wanxin's expression. In this moment, the wind blows through the ends of their hair, and their clothes flutter in the breeze. They stand at the edge of the cliff, resembling a legendary pair of protagonists in the martial world. Sword aura fills the air, emotions intertwine. The winds and clouds of the martial world may change, but the love story beneath the glint of blades and swords has crystallized into an eternal legend in the passage of time.
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Above the rivers and lakes, in front of the cliffs and steep cliffs, a handsome and dashing man dressed in white, light as white clouds, stands with a long sword in his hand. The heroic spirit between his eyebrows, and the gleaming sword light, is like a falling star. This man is named Li Yunfei, a young and outstanding swordsman. Standing beside him is a woman with an exceptionally beautiful appearance. Her long hair cascades like a waterfall, and she wears a flowing blue dress. Her name is Liu Wanxin, a formidable female swordsman who dances her long sword as gracefully as a fluttering blue lotus. The gazes of the two meet, revealing a sense of understanding and melancholy. The once legendary stories in the rivers and lakes have now become fleeting clouds. A hint of determination flashes in Li Yunfei's eyes, while a faint sorrow lingers in Liu Wanxin's expression. In this moment, the wind blows through the ends of their hair, and their clothes flutter in the breeze. They stand at the edge of the cliff, resembling a legendary pair of protagonists in the martial world. Sword aura fills the air, emotions intertwine. The winds and clouds of the martial world may change, but the love story beneath the glint of blades and swords has crystallized into an eternal legend in the passage of time.
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Above the rivers and lakes, in front of the cliffs and steep cliffs, a handsome and dashing man dressed in white, light as white clouds, stands with a long sword in his hand. The heroic spirit between his eyebrows, and the gleaming sword light, is like a falling star. This man is named Li Yunfei, a young and outstanding swordsman. Standing beside him is a woman with an exceptionally beautiful appearance. Her long hair cascades like a waterfall, and she wears a flowing blue dress. Her name is Liu Wanxin, a formidable female swordsman who dances her long sword as gracefully as a fluttering blue lotus. The gazes of the two meet, revealing a sense of understanding and melancholy. The once legendary stories in the rivers and lakes have now become fleeting clouds. A hint of determination flashes in Li Yunfei's eyes, while a faint sorrow lingers in Liu Wanxin's expression. In this moment, the wind blows through the ends of their hair, and their clothes flutter in the breeze. They stand at the edge of the cliff, resembling a legendary pair of protagonists in the martial world. Sword aura fills the air, emotions intertwine. The winds and clouds of the martial world may change, but the love story beneath the glint of blades and swords has crystallized into an eternal legend in the passage of time.
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Above the rivers and lakes, in front of the cliffs and steep cliffs, a handsome and dashing man dressed in white, light as white clouds, stands with a long sword in his hand. The heroic spirit between his eyebrows, and the gleaming sword light, is like a falling star. This man is named Li Yunfei, a young and outstanding swordsman. Standing beside him is a woman with an exceptionally beautiful appearance. Her long hair cascades like a waterfall, and she wears a flowing blue dress. Her name is Liu Wanxin, a formidable female swordsman who dances her long sword as gracefully as a fluttering blue lotus. The gazes of the two meet, revealing a sense of understanding and melancholy. The once legendary stories in the rivers and lakes have now become fleeting clouds. A hint of determination flashes in Li Yunfei's eyes, while a faint sorrow lingers in Liu Wanxin's expression. In this moment, the wind blows through the ends of their hair, and their clothes flutter in the breeze. They stand at the edge of the cliff, resembling a legendary pair of protagonists in the martial world. Sword aura fills the air, emotions intertwine. The winds and clouds of the martial world may change, but the love story beneath the glint of blades and swords has crystallized into an eternal legend in the passage of time.
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