Everyone in the world believes in cultivating immortals and being happy, but they don't know that some people are drinking in high buildings, and some are waiting to die in the dust.
Xuan Yixiao just wants to live longer, why is it so difficult?
Yu just likes someone, a love as low as dust, right?
In this life, there are people who are as protective as their lives, and some who are as humble as dust.
It is the sword in Xiao Ling's hand that can cut through the fog in the sky.
Or is it Feiye's game that has already listed everyone as prey?
And the real chessboard,
Maybe even they haven't noticed yet——
That chess player,
Haven't made a move yet.
