The most sincere emotions need no intimate words, yet they are more indelible than any vow.
Those who understand will naturally understand, while those who don't often fall into obsession and remain restless despite not receiving what they desire.
When a melody concluded, and Murong Qingqing's emotions calmed, Jiang Dali's majestic figure had vanished within the inner tomb, while resounding blasts echoed from the outer tomb.
On the other side, Dongfang Bubai extracted the Orochi Essence Blood and Essence and immersed in a state of cultivation.
Everything seemed the same, yet everything also seemed slightly unusual.
She knew that the usual was the current harmonious state that no one wished to disrupt, while the unusual was the change already occurring within her heart.
The heart changed, and so did the melody.
In the past, the tunes she played were mostly ethereal melodies filled with sorrow, as if telling a life of helpless solitude, like weeping laments.
