From where you are supposed to come, protect those you want to protect; where you are supposed to go, become the person you always want to defeat.
A snow falls over the city, targeting the heart.
This is an unparalleled knight, a demon with dark frost and blood, or just a woman.
The lead has faded away, taste this endless sour fruit, and taste the end of the world.
It is said that the world is a chessboard, and humans are pieces. Black and white are chosen by oneself, and there is no such thing as a subtle sutra. In the clutches of Taoists and the vicissitudes of the devil's path, who has the apocalypse?
Seeing the handwriting on the grave, the oath turns into smoke~
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
