A relationship was destroyed by a misunderstanding.
That day was originally sunny and windy. But she angrily jumped into hell.
Seventy thousand years ago, they met. This is how the love is, and the pursuit will last forever. But because I looked back, I passed by. Ten thousand years of hard pursuit, seventy thousand years of love and hate.
The mystery of the sea of suffering in the mysterious Tianque, after the bloody storm, will everything continue or be destroyed?