[ it takes her by surprise. there's no avoiding it. if she had more time to think about her situation, would she even have the energy to be bitter about it?
her silver hair would have gotten her executed in her world once. isn't it fitting that's what happens here?
the slashes of wind catches her in the throat and slices clean through, lopping off her head.
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her silver hair would have gotten her executed in her world once. isn't it fitting that's what happens here?
the slashes of wind catches her in the throat and slices clean through, lopping off her head.
liu shouxue is dead. ]