The full moon in autumn illuminates a Huayuan, a scene of horrific tragedy.
The culprit is a small flying thorn, carrying a poison that burns out the mind and makes people go crazy with bloodthirsty.
As the head of the clan, he disguised himself as a bounty guard and came after the poison; she was an abandoned member of a big sect, but she became a bounty guard and wanted to take revenge on the poison.
His hatred had nothing to do with her, and it was not his turn to intervene in her hatred. However, by mistake, the entanglement that he was least afraid of and the entanglement that she was most worried about turned into chaos.
"Can I know where the goddess's heart is?"
"Naiwu is like running water. Once you resign, you will never look back. I don't dare to misunderstand the meaning with ruthlessness."
As everyone knows, when water flows into a deep pool, there is only sinking and reluctance.
Intention: Hatred sharpens the edge, love melts on its way back