When everyone misunderstood her, Master stood in front of Mu Zhige to protect her.
He shielded her from wind and rain and shielded her from infamy, but she found that in the end it was all in vain. All the bonds were actually the obsession of another person?
He was Mo Xun, who was above him. She looked up and looked up again and again, but his eyes were full of indifference, without any waves. His heart was full of ice and had no warmth.
The resentment left over from ancient times, the gods sealed by the sword, and this life are actually all very miserable. No one is more pitiable than the other.
What can I use to repay the debt I owe? If you could do it over again, would you love me? The red plum blossoms in Tianqing Mountain are like phoenixes reborn, burning alone in the white snow. Who would rather disobey destiny than live up to the oath promised by you, who is still waiting here...