On the inside of the cold-faced general Xiao Lin's armor, there is a birthmark that is exactly the same as that of the modern female scholar Shen Zhao. When she possessed her spirit body, a bond of common destiny that spanned life and death quietly unfolded. Wei Shu secretly manipulates the awakening of the witch blood, Yu Lang covets the blood sacrifice of the witchcraft, Liu Yuan uses his life to renew his soul, and Helian Xiao looks covetously - every battle is a test of the soul, and every side by side is a puzzle of fragments of memory. She wanted to go home, but he didn't want to be a lone warrior anymore. When the birthmark ignites with blood, who is the real host?
