Sixty years ago, in order to allow the Nine Sects to retreat, the tenth family's lamp holder Shen Buqi guarded the tomb door alone with an ancient black gold sword and disappeared into the endless sea of corpses.
Foye and Yueerhong all survived.
Only Shen Buqi, who always rushed to the front to protect everyone, left only a broken evacuation rope.
From then on, "Shen Buqi" became an untouchable enemy of Jiumen.
Sixty years later.
Wu Xie picked up a piece of broken jade stained with blood. Zhang Qiling only glanced at it. His black eyes, which had never wavered in his life, suddenly turned scarlet. He drew his sword and turned back!
"She's not dead."
Deep in the snow tomb, the nine layers of seals shattered. The meteor jade coffin was opened, Shen Buxi's face remained unchanged, and he slowly opened his eyes.
But, she lost her memory.
After hearing that Shen Buxi had returned, the crazy critics of the Nine Sects couldn't sit still at all!
The arrogant little flower: "Auntie, all my wealth belongs to you. If anyone dares to touch you, I will prevent him from leaving Beijing."
The irritable lieutenant: "Who dares to bully her for having no background? I am her background!"
And the usually cold little brother held her tightly in his arms and said in a hoarse voice: "Bu Qi, this time, don't leave me alone."
[Shen Buxi: I just took a nap, how come the whole world is going crazy about me when I wake up?
