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lit. There is no moon on the southern mountains
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Categories: immortal chivalry
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She went from one killing field to another. From the Sword Guide Mountain, to the Iron Horse Ice River. Once thought that endless killing would be the entirety of her life, but since the death of that person, she folded her sword and sank into the sand, drifted in the rivers and lakes, and gradually lived into the likeness of another person.