It is said that hundreds of years ago, there was a bustling city in the wild forests on the other side of the Yinfeng River. If you don't believe it, pick up a piece of broken tiles from the grass and smell it. It smells of fireworks, drunkenness, and powder. Look, there are clearly a group of men and women inside, with different shapes, vivid and vivid, fate, love and hate, forming a series of stories that are either lingering and pathos, some are amazing, some are heartbreaking. Suddenly, the city disappeared without a trace. What happened, where did the love end? Everything starts with the phoenix cloud above Zeng Panhuan...
