A year ago, Happy King and Wang Yunmeng died together.
The moon was sparse, and Wang Lianhua was no longer dressed in crimson, but put on pure white plain clothes. She stood in the city and looked up at the night sky. The bright moonlight fell on him, as if covered with a thin layer of silver gauze.
"Leave the world and become independent, become immortal and ascend to immortality." Shen Lang looked at the back in front of him and said to himself.
Wang Lianhua turned around and smiled as if she heard Shen Lang's voice.
Shen Lang thought that no matter how many years passed, he would never forget Wang Lianhua's expression at that time, which was filled with pleasure, confusion, joy and sorrow, and was so complicated that it was difficult to let go.
A year later, we meet again in the world. One is still a hero with unparalleled benevolence and righteousness. Is the other still a devil making trouble?