"Fu Tian has already known the king's affairs, and smiled at the humbleness and cut off the root. The delicate and soft beauty, clinging to the lingering dreamer, creating a beauty. Indignant to thousands of mountains, returning to the heart is like a sword that makes people cry. Love is entangled, affection is extended, and there is no eye blade to hang up. The wind is beautiful, and the cinnamon in the Qing Dynasty makes people heartbroken."
Chi Yin remembered what Xuanwu said: Hongmeng is desolate, it is empty and a dream, but he does not look back