Fire swept across the sky, with the ancestral home constantly jostling behind her. The beeping sound in her ears chased her soul step by step. The woman's small body rushed through the dark, fiery red mountain forest. The white jade amulet on her chest swayed in shining arcs under the moonlight...
The whining wind rushed in through the cracks of the unclosed windows, and the lightly lifted gauze curtains kept changing shapes. The white moonlight and the constantly shaking gauze cast a mysterious halo on the woman on the bed. Her slender arms stretched out from the sheets, and her fingers curled around the sheets beneath her. Her curly hair covered most of the woman's face, and the woman's lips were opening and closing as she uttered bursts of murmurs.
Suddenly, the woman's body twitched, then she sat up and pushed her long hair back with her hands, revealing her pale face. She slowly opened her eyes, and her face, which could only be called a delicate face a moment ago, seemed to be filled with a thousand colors and brilliance, and seemed to be covered with a layer of black veil, like a peerless beauty half-opened and half-closed in the dark night, and the aura around her became unpredictable. One hand clenched the white jade amulet on his chest tightly, and his knuckles were faintly visible. Jinmu turned his face to the window, his watery eyes reflected the flickering shadows of the gauze curtain, and behind his clear black pupils it was like a black hole that was about to suck everything into the abyss of eternal destruction.