For seven hundred years, he was the Azure Dragon in the Land of the End, wearing a cold dragon head mask and wielding the sharpest sword of the Sky Dragon. The bronze bell rings seven hundred and thirty-one reincarnations, and the dissipated image of my sister is rusted into scars deep in my memory. Until that old photo with the warmth of the living triggered the "echo of time", the scene of Qi Xia's farewell to his wife actually shattered his disguise of numbness. The key to the five elements is hidden under the ruins, and the zodiac camp splits into a game field of killing and conscience, and he holds the dual power of "wind control" and "time". On one side is the death threat of Tianlong, and on the other is the bloody covenant of the rebels. When the lines of epilepsy climbed up his neck, and when his former colleagues fell before his eyes, Qinglong finally understood: the so-called end is never the end of reincarnation, but the starting point of breaking the rules. He will use the wind as a blade and memory as a guide, and in the center of the Five Elements Storm, he will ring the bell home for all the dead souls - even if the cost is to turn into the last ray of blue echo.
