Five years ago, Dongjie Sect's senior brother Liu Gui rebelled and left the school, changing his name to Xun Mei. As a doctor, he went around looking for the Youluze Fox tribe who were being slaughtered and traded as commodities in the world of cultivation.
He still remembered the rainy night before he left. The junior brother Lu Min who single-handedly brought him up had just returned from suppressing the evil spirits in Shu. There were still blood stains on his body that had not been washed away. He was holding a handful of peach blossoms that were intact with spiritual power in his arms, and his bright eyes were still childish.
When we meet again after 5 years, we are facing each other with swords. The cold sword energy slashed across Liu Gui's cheek. Before he fell unconscious, he saw the hesitation in Lu Min's eyes and smiled slightly.
The late morning wind blows away the snow at midnight, but the beautiful soul is still in love with the peach blossom moon.
Intention: The wind and rain drift away, leaving a lingering fragrance in the sky with the setting sun