Walking neither fast nor slow.

There seems to be a rhythm.

Like light clouds coming out of Xiu, walking slowly with a beautiful lady, her waist is as graceful as a weak willow.

But she really was carrying a knife.

It's a strange feeling.

In the eyes of Liang Manman, who has seen countless people, this girl does not look like a warrior at all.

Not like a swordsman!

Because the knife seems bigger than her!

It's also because what comes out of her weak body is not the kind of strength that is common in warriors, but... gentleness!

Yes, the elegance of a wealthy lady, similar to Li Chenan!

But what she wore was not the skirt of the rich lady.

She should have been carrying a bookcase.

But she did carry a knife!

But her waist was not bent by the knife, but she still walked very firmly...

She walked to the pavilion, took off her bamboo hat, walked three more people, and then she pursed her lips and spoke.

A soft saying from Wu Nong.

It's like a spring breeze blowing on my face.

"Sisters, who is Cuihua?"
Chapter completed!