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Xiaoxaio's consciousness gradually returned to reality, and she opened her eyes in this brand new world, seeing a strange and mysterious sky. She still held the Iceheart Sword in her hand, its icy hilt seeming to be her only support.
On the vast and boundless plain, surrounded by continuous mountain ranges, the wind in the mountains carried ancient whispers, as if recounting stories of the past. Xiaoxaio's heart was filled with curiosity about this new world, knowing that in every lifetime, she would have a new mission waiting for her to fulfill.
She walked slowly on this mysterious land, feeling the warmth of the sun and the call of the earth. In her heart, the runes of the Nine Lives Stone still echoed, each one like a mysterious guide leading her forward.
Roaming this mysterious land, she gradually became familiar with this world. She became a renowned female warrior, wielding the Iceheart Sword, merciless in battle yet fair and just. People in the martial world called her the "Ice-hearted female warrior," and her name spread to every corner of the world.
On this day, as the sun was just rising, Xiaoxaio arrived at a place called Ghost Town. This town is located in a valley, surrounded by dense forests, making it seem hidden in the embrace of nature. The name Ghost Town comes from a long-standing mysterious legend, which says that ghosts appear in the town at night, and all sorts of strange things happen.
Xiaoxaio is always curious about mysterious things, and she wants to find out more.
Xiaoxaio arrived at the entrance of the town and was immediately drawn to its unique features. The town's architecture is distinctive, with ancient wooden houses lining narrow streets, each adorned with several Red Lanterns on their windows, emitting a dim and warm light. As the sky darkens, these Red Lanterns sway in the breeze, adding a mysterious atmosphere to the entire town.
The residents here appear no different from ordinary people, dressed in simple clothing, with friendly smiles, always willing to chat with strangers. Xiaoxaio also noticed some vendors selling a variety of local specialties on the streets, ranging from exquisite handicrafts to fresh fruits.
Night falls, and Xiaoxaio decides to stay at an inn in Ghost Town. A ancient clock hangs at the entrance, and it is said that whenever the midnight bell rings, mysterious phenomena in Ghost Town will appear. Xiaoxaio chooses a seat by the window, orders a cup of local specialty tea, and waits for midnight to arrive.
She starts chatting with the local residents, who share several legends about Ghost Town, each filled with mysterious emotions and supernatural elements. Xiaoxaio listens with great interest, becoming deeply immersed in this mysterious town.
The midnight silence envelops Ghost Town. The Red Lantern outside the window still sways faintly.
Xiaoxaio is wearing a white long dress, drifting over.
Her jade-like face is as cold as ice, her eyes clear as a lake, yet hiding a hint of profound wisdom.
As she strolls through the narrow streets of the town, enjoying the gentle touch of the wind, a sudden cry pierces the quiet night. A hurried sound of footsteps comes from ahead, and Xiaoxaio follows the sound to see a group of black-clothed people chasing after a young girl. The girl's eyes are filled with a look of fear and pleading for help.
"Young hero, save me!" The girl cried in a panic, her face pale and filled with despair. Her appearance was like a pure white lotus blooming on the dark water.
Xiaoxaio Seeing this scene, my heart couldn't help but stir. With a swift movement, she had already appeared in front of the girl. Her Iceheart Sword unsheathed, a flash of cold light, and a surge of frosty power blocked the dark-clothed figure outside.
She elegantly raised the long sword "Ice Heart" in her hand, the tip of the sword trembling slightly. A cold sword energy, like a dragon's breath, burst out as she swung the sword, aiming directly for the head of the black-clothed person.
The black-clothed people struggled to resist, but found it difficult to withstand the cold sword energy. They fell into a pool of blood, their faces contorted with lingering fear.
Suddenly, Xiaoxaio felt a powerful aura descending rapidly from the sky. Her senses were keen, and she immediately tightened her grip on the Iceheart Sword, entering a state of battle readiness. As she looked up, she saw a dark figure descending from the sky, appearing in front of her.
The figure was a tall man with an inscrutable gaze, exuding an aura of royal authority.
His appearance was too sudden, and Xiaoxaio was completely unprepared. She instantly felt an unprecedented pressure. The man's eyes were filled with coldness. He didn't speak, just waved his hand lightly, and a black shadow flew out from his hand, repelling the remaining black-clothed men.
His movements were swift and powerful, each one appearing so natural. But at this moment, Xiaoxaio felt no sense of reassurance, only a feeling of unfamiliarity and wariness.
He looked at Xiaoxaio without saying a word, just gazing at her lightly. There seemed to be indescribable emotions in his eyes, but Xiaoxaio couldn't understand. The man turned and walked away, leaving Xiaoxaio standing alone on the street.
Xiaoxaio watched the man walk away, feeling a mix of emotions in her heart.
"Thank you for saving me, young hero!" At that moment, the girl stepped forward and bowed to Xiaoxaio, her voice filled with admiration and gratitude.
Xiaoxaio Turning around, she looked at her calmly and wisely said, "The affairs of the martial world are unpredictable. Take care of yourself and don't easily venture into dangerous places." Her words carried a hint of warning and were filled with expectations for the young girl.
The girl nodded in agreement, feeling grateful. Xiaoxaio Once again, she waved "Ice Heart," shaking off the blood on the sword, then gracefully turned and left. Her footsteps were as light as a fairy, leaving behind a quiet night.
The sun slowly rises, illuminating the entire street. Xiaoxaio walked slowly, feeling curious about the appearance of the man and sensing a hint of danger.
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