This is not a simple love story. There are many feasts interspersed in the story. The first half is full of suspense, anecdotes, strangeness, martial arts, bloody storms, visual enjoyment you have never experienced before, suspense dramas from the ancient Jianghu era, martial arts practice, magical poisons, shocking poisons, rare animals, ancient times, and strange legends. The story is slightly more mythical. The second half is a story of love and hatred, with flowers blooming and fading all over the sky. If there is love in the sky, the sky will also grow old, and love will make people grow old. A poignant love, endless suffering, a short beauty, how to write the word love, a love and hatred, sad sadomasochism in the world... In the fate of several lives, in thousands of reincarnations, I longed to see each other and move forward hand in hand, but it is a pity that hatred is everywhere, smoke is everywhere, and the dusty love has disappeared. If we can meet again in the next life, I would like to hold hands and travel around the rivers and lakes, abandoning all the grudges, just to play the piano and flute with you in the valley. If possible, we would live in a small house, have children and grandchildren, and grow old together.