She has a little cinnabar and a piece of paper to kill the alliance.
He, dressed in Xuanyi, was ruthless.
She and him are together in the mortal world; she and him know each other through swords; she and him are dependent on each other in love and hate.
She was born; he broke through the ice. When ice and fire met, when swords met, she saw the sad coldness in his pupils, and he saw the burning pain in the corners of her eyes.
From then on, life was wasted.