The notes ended there, and Ye Lin fell into deep thought.
This story... he seemed to have heard it somewhere before.
Peach Blossom Island, Holy Sword Sect...
That person from the Holy Sword Sect was probably waiting for the woman before him.
When the peach blossoms bloom, I will return.
When the peach blossoms bloom, I will die.
Perhaps the peach blossoms of the Holy Sword Sect had already bloomed.
After looking at the woman before him, Ye Lin finally put away the diary and slowly rose to his feet.
"What's wrong with you?"
Suddenly, Ye Lin turned his head and looked at Zhang Ling'er beside him with a puzzled expression.
"Wuwuwu, it's so touching. Is this love?"
"So love is this heartbreaking... wuwuwu."
Seeing Zhang Ling'er weeping like pear blossoms drenched in rain, Ye Lin was completely speechless.
Luo Yao was even wiping her tears at the side.
Ignoring Zhang Ling'er, Ye Lin walked over to the woman.
"I can't cut through these chains, but perhaps I should do something."
Taking a deep breath, Ye Lin struck without hesitation.
Several streaks of Sword Qi severed the woman's arms and legs, and even crushed her neck.
A mangled corpse then came before Ye Lin.
With a wave of Ye Lin's hand, the corpse that had been mangled beyond recognition returned to normal.
The flesh and blood of all four limbs were restored.
But she was still dead.
"I never thought you had this kind of fetish."
At that moment, a voice brimming with disgust sounded out.
Ye Lin turned to look, only to see Zhang Ling'er hugging Luo Yao and keeping far away from him, staring at him with an intensely contemptuous gaze.
Her eyes were filled with disgust, disdain, and even a trace of revulsion.
"What are you thinking?