Dark clouds above, the rain relentless.
A person holding a sword stands beneath the void.
She wore a long blue dress, allowing the wind and rain to lash against her, a chilling aura seems to freeze the surrounding rain into ice.
"Gu?"
The young girl, her eyes blurred with tears, was startled at first, then ran over, "Gu, sob sob..."
"It's all right now."
Gu Zhiqing rubbed her little head, pulling a faint smile on her cold face.
The young girl choked, her whole body trembling slightly.
Half a year ago, Gu Zhiqing left Biluo Sword Valley and met Miss Lin in this Northern Mountain. Perhaps because of similar personalities, the two became friends.
Consequently, Gu Zhiqing stayed with the Lin Family Clan for half a month.
Because of this, she knew there was a family here that could offer her shelter.
Yet, she never expected to witness this scene.
Meanwhile.
