The light of smoke escapes between the dusk and the spiritual clouds, and the sun rises lightly without any shadow.
A hundred years of running script came into being,
The blood seal wakes up, and every step is in crisis,
Is it a calamity that has been predestined, or is it destiny?
Ming Shi recognized his master and confused the three sects.
Remembering your heart is my will, never go against it.
It hurts to go back to the past, just because of you.
In this life,
I only wish to be with you,
I only wish to resonate with you and ask Lang An.
Conception: