The charming Manzhushahua blooms all over the sky in the bloody night
Ten years ago, I escaped from the blood-stained place and met the silver-haired woman as beautiful as the moonlight, and was involved in a century-old war full of dark conspiracies. The seemingly ordinary days in the past were like the gauze wrapped around rotten flowers, which began to be torn layer by layer, gradually exposing the terrifying inside, swallowing everything...
Night, what you fall in love with is not the pure silver moon, but a blood moon swallowed by the dark night...