Everyone said that Jun Wuhenjian was so cold-hearted that he was destined to be stained with blood in the immortal gate and buried in the sword grave.
Until Lin Yu came from another world, holding a spiritual seed, and burst into his gloomy years with a fresh and warm breath.
In a valley with heavy rain, a playful boy meets a swordsman in white standing quietly in the rain.
The spiritual grass grows year by year, and the ice slowly disintegrates.
It turns out that hatred is not the only destination. A life of desolation can also wait for a belated spring.
Intention: Hatred is not fate, love can melt the frozen past, and people can break free from the written destiny