In the last years of Dajing and Yong'an, the desert tribes in the north mobilized the whole country to go south. They fought bloody battles to suppress the wilderness for ten years, staining thousands of miles of cold territory with blood.
The seven most extreme young people in the world gathered together as the "Seven Blades of Cold Pass", holding the purest intentions, the hottest expectations, and the firmest obsessions to protect their homeland, protect each other, and look forward to the dawn.
But the way of heaven is most vicious, and is designed to destroy the ultimate person:
The person who desires death most lives alone in purgatory, half-dead;
Those who are most desperate for survival will die early, and their dreams will come to nothing;
The most optimistic and enthusiastic person dies in the most miserable way, with no bones left;
The most powerful and invincible man is humiliated and helpless;
The most proud and dazzling person has fallen into a deserted corner;
The brightest and purest person has fallen into a sinister inner demon;
The most self-respecting person kneels down to beg for mercy and loses all face;
The most selfish person dies for justice, the most sincere person buries lies, the person who is most afraid of pain suffers a lingering insult, the person who is the best at calculating will have a backlash in the end, the person who is most protected dies on the spot, the person who seeks reunion the most lives alone forever, the person who is most greedy for glory and glory is unknown, and the person who values family ties the most is heartless and becomes a demon.
A coward will be brave until death, but a strong man will be powerless to see all his close friends die.
Those who dream about the rest of their lives at dawn all day long die at the last second before dawn breaks.
In the past, the seven people were busy in the hall, but in the end, the seven monuments were barren and covered with lush grass.
The youngest girl in the team was alone in the world. She stood in front of the tombstone and whispered: Now, I am older than you.
Only Shen Shen is left, neither dead nor alive, neither awake nor destroyed, trapped in the prosperous world, swallowing all the regrets of eternity, the only living ghost in this farce of heaven and earth.
Intention: The world is full of rushes, but in the end they are all ashes, and all eternity is vain.