C820 Mi Ruo Lost Her Composure

"This is the place," Nangong Han pointed to a ledge jutting out from the cliff. "Here's the entrance."

Xuanniang followed his gaze. The cliff wasn't very high, and below was a stream flowing gently. She sighed deeply, her heart trembling with memories. Years ago, when she and Nangong Han had come here, someone had died because of them. It was something she could never forget