The passing years keep smiling for a long time, and the sight is endless, and the eyes are dim, and the days ahead are empty. ————"Huansha" Ji Che
In the sea of sand, in the city of despair. In this huge gamble, everyone has some evil intentions. Who has a blood feud, but kills his wife and children and enters the city? Who clings to the sand coffin for thousands of years, only to be disheartened? Who turned his hand to make clouds and turned his hand to make rain, only to be betrayed and separated from his relatives? Who gets the most? And who has nothing? It seems that everyone is a chess piece, and if you make one wrong move, the whole game will be lost.
"Huansha" Ji Che's bowl of enchanting blood lotus has quietly bloomed in the vast desert accompanied by the whistle of the sand snake...