Fire hangs in the night, and night is wrapped in fire, entangled with each other, confronting each other. This faint light is an obsession that has not collapsed in the dark night, and is an eternal destination on the cold road. In the never-ending darkness, it guards the last burning thoughts in the world, and hangs into the most persistent starlight in the years.
The story of several units contains too many reluctances and reluctances, but the last light in the dark night is always lit up because of unwillingness to give up.
"They said that you endured the humiliation and lured me into the situation. You learned about the secluded place of the Tuochuan Sect and pointed out the direction for the decent people in the world, right?"
The voice was soft, but Lou Yanyun felt a lot of pain.
"They said it was you who intercepted Tuochuan's message asking for help from the Southern Kingdom with your wit and decisiveness, right?"
"They said that you were so wise and powerful that you killed your mother, right?"
After crying and asking three questions, Lou Yanyun never answered a word.
Long Fang still looked at Lou Yanyun, seemingly persistently seeking an answer.
Long Fang chuckled lightly, as if he understood. There was no smile or tears in his eyes, just like a deep well without waves.
Intention: I am willing to carry the heaviest shackles and guard the glimmer of light in the darkness until the light comes.