At the foot of Hangai Mountain, looking forward, who is feeling uneasy?
In the alliance near the water, the still water runs deep, who will fall into the hands of others?
As soon as he entered the palace gate, everything was within reach, and the gurgling water also caught his cold heart.
Under the iron mask, he holds a sharp blade: So what if the key is you? All I want is the key.
What kind of golden wind and jade dew is this for the wandering souls as the door of immortality opens?