Sword Painting

In the heavenly world, when Wangxian City woke up, why did he return to such a sad place?" Yichen was confused, everything was just a dream after all. "I'm already tired of facing such bloodthirsty vendettas all day long. I'm tired of living. Why do I still have to bear the fate of the gods? Why are human desires so heavy? "Yichen looked at the distant sky and said in a daze: "I am tired from living. Perhaps, at some point, through the auspicious clouds, through these empty Qionghua buildings, behind the ups and downs - I dreamed of that human world. " Squeeze the wind chime in her hand tightly - this wind chime was given to her by the most beautiful girl in Wangxian City the day before: Yichen will never forget it, her eyes, her smile, and her name. Her name is Yaoyue. However, the wind chimes at this time were stained with the thick blood of hatred. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.