Reincarnation of Fate·Bronze Mirror of Past
In the smoke of the Songpanweihe camp, he held the blood-stained bronze bell and whispered: "Xixi, I failed you after all..."
Under the antiquities in Sanxingdui, she stared at the fragments of the bronze sacred tree, and the cinnabar mole behind her ear burned hot - it was the mark of her destiny that spanned three thousand years.
Reincarnation crushes the barriers of time and space, when the olive green battle uniform turns into a black armor battle robe, the light fingers of the archaeological brush curl up into gold silk embroidered shoe tips:
He was still a lone brave man drinking alone under the night sky in Songpan, but she became a stray purple star on the horoscope of fate.
"If you ask about three things, the bronze will reflect the past."
The military medals that were not handed out in the previous life are transformed into the lines of concentric and safe buckles in this life;
The half-broken volume of "Tiangong Kaiwu" finally depicts the truth of Phoenix weeping blood in Qiyun Palace.
The red thread of fate wraps around the annual rings of the bronze sacred tree. Even the Nine Netherworld can't stop this cycle of cause and effect...
"Xixi, I will protect you in this life."
