Immediately, the young woman's eyes were filled with confusion and pain.
"I... am not me? I'm not Jiang... Qingge, I am..."
A flood of unfamiliar memories, mingling with many painful scenes, many people fiercely fighting, falling at last...
"Ji Qingge... is that my true name?"
The young woman uttered this name, seemingly triggering some sort of taboo, as the previously clear sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds.
Within a radius of hundreds of miles, all the cultivators and the villagers looked at the sky, changing its face so quickly, and were stunned.
"What's... what's going on? It was just sunny a moment ago!"
"I was just about to dry the grains, and I've only moved half of them, what a disaster..."
Fortunately, although the dark clouds gathered quickly, no rain fell after all.
At this moment, inside the cabin in the valley.
"I seem to somewhat understand, did he... already know my identity, that the current me is not me..."
