At this time, it was evening. The beautiful setting sun was shining on her face, and her whole body was plated with a golden light. She smiled sweetly.
On the cliff not far away, a man in white clothes faced the sunset. His inky hair fluttered in the wind as he stood there. His legs, however, were probably injured, so he placed his scabbard on the ground.
"Lian Kun..." Mo Yitong shouted.
When the man in white heard Mo Yitong's shout, he quickly turned around and saw Mo Yitong sitting happily on the horse's back. His originally confused expression seemed to light up as he threw his sword sheath that was still on the ground and hobbled towards Mo Yitong. Mo Yitong smiled at first and then frowned. She jumped off the horse and ran towards Yue Liankun.
"Ah, Lian Kun."
"Yitong." They hugge
