The seal was broken and the swords were unsheathed.
Since their birth, the Suluo clan has been destined to shoulder the mission of reversing history.
I don't want it! I, Su Luoyin, have neither father nor mother, and I am destined to be homeless for the rest of my life. I cannot bear the responsibility of passing on my blood!
Brothers of the same blood, weapons facing each other.
I don't care about this lonely position, but for my sister, this will be my lifelong obsession.
The nine-layered city tower suddenly collapsed.
No matter what, as long as it is what you want, take it.
The sword soul seal disappears and the storm rises.
I'm sorry... I owe you so much, I can't afford to pay you back...
The mastermind behind the scenes smiled sadly.
If life is just like the first time we met, the prosperity is gone, but the beauty is still there...
Su Luoyin, when did this king order you to... Die...
Beauty, beauty! I see you...
The Huang Dynasty is a derivative of the wrong track of history. History is not on the right track. As a member of the Suluo clan, your soul will not dissipate.
I, Su Luoyin, have no ties in life, and have debts in death. For me, death would be too cheap, right...
The sound of a piece of glass is prosperous, and the makeup is wet with tears in the passing years.
The Huang Dynasty, this dynasty that should not have existed, is destined to perish and disappear from history... Right...