She, with one finger of yin and yang, cuts off evil spirits and demons, and the path to immortality blooms. She is originally a rootless girl with a humble eyebrow. She is strong-willed in front of people, playing with the immortal gate, but under her pillow she sheds tears and drips with nightmares. The memory of eight years is like a piece of smoke, forgotten and forgotten, is it man-made or unintentional? Her immortal bones are extraordinary, but her destiny is determined by fate, and she will suffer a calamity in her life, and she will be burdened by him. In the next life of reincarnation, she cursed her not wanting to see her again and fall in love again, but fate, what can I do to you? He, the little wine fairy under the wintersweet snow, has been two hundred years old. His white clothes are like the moon, and his red clothes are like the sun. He walks on the clouds and asks for bamboos. He is carefree and suave. He falls in love with the green leaves and flowers, and wanders around the landscape paintings. However, he has had a bad life, reincarnation of heaven and earth, and the loss of his immortal power. With her help, he has been here for two years. Companionship, the root of love is deeply buried, from now on invisible and anonymous, all the hardships are just for her, helpless plots, monsters, disasters... The blade is inserted into his chest, heaven and man are separated forever, he is disheartened and throws himself into the cliff, "I hope you can have a good cry in the next life."