When I was ignorant, you were my junior brother, but I didn't know you loved me. When I understand, I am sure that I love you, but you are far away from me. I don't know that you have entered the devil's path, but you are still working hard to cultivate yourself as an immortal, just to see you one day. However, behind all the joy, the conspiracy emerged. It was not that you had changed, but that I had forgotten! Are we really unable to go back? When swords are drawn, who will pierce the opponent's body first?
