In order to retrieve the lost memory, Mu Wangyun fell into countless reincarnations.
Reborn again and again, forgotten again and again.
After tearing open the veil of truth, I realized that I was just a puppet of the king.
So in her last life, she finally killed the person holding the thread with her own hands.
Heaven and earth are separated from each other, and clouds and water face each other.
The only thing is:
I heard it in the dreams of the mortal world, and I was in a state of abjection for three lives.
In the cloister where the peach blossoms are drunk, who knows the old friend in the spring breeze.
Purpose: Everyone should live the life they want