She was once a sword, standing alone in the Valley of Divine Weapons; he was once the last hope of the last royal family, living silently in the world.
A peerless magic weapon trained with tens of thousands of violent actions, with a sword and a horse, he indulges the world. On that year's peak, natural and man-made disasters never happened alone. There was only one purpose in this life: to survive and protect him.
Days of missions, conflicts between all parties, the secrets of the royal family, and the devastation of their lives all draw them into the center of the treacherous whirlpool of waves and clouds.
"You have to think about it carefully. If you come with me, you may never have peace in your life."
"What's the use of my peace when you're here?"
Who uses blood as a blade to break through thousands of miles of beautiful rivers and mountains; who uses his heart as a blade to melt away a lifetime of harsh suffering.
The past life is over, love and hatred are over; this life is endless, the hand is brilliant, and it collects your vicissitudes.
Unparalleled color, the flower of the high mountains; amazing talent and beauty, all over the world.
The rise of a dynasty makes the country witness a legend.
Let's look at a generation of female generals, reaching the top of glory; let's look at a generation of princes, wearing side hats and being romantic, chatting and laughing thousands of miles away.
She was once a sword, and in this life, she cut mountains, cut waves, and cut off dragon veins; he was once the last hope of the last royal family, but the legend of this life was no match for the man in front of him.
Today, the sword goes out from the general's gate to break the front line for the king.