In one thought, it is to protect or to destroy. In one thought, it is to persevere or to give up. In one thought, it is to become a demon or an immortal. After many dreams, floating in the void of time, I came from the darkness and met you with nothing. From then on, I thought I owned the whole world. However, as the heart of the beginning and the end, the skin of Yan Huan, the tears of the beast... Are constantly obtained, ancient forbidden magic, mortals become immortals, immortals become gods, and the soul can be molded. She asked hoarsely: "Master, who do you want to resurrect?" [Fu Bei] In the desert, for him, facing ten years of desolate loneliness, facing ten years of being gnawed by thousands of feathered crows day and night, facing the depletion of life again and again, I have never had a trace of fear or regret... What is ridiculous is that after ten years of waiting, he stepped on the auspicious clouds, came covered with stars and moon, but he gently picked up another woman in front of me. It turns out that what I thought was protection, what I thought was persistence, what I thought... The whole world was actually just my obsession... Utilization and betrayal intertwined, and I fell into darkness again. At the end of darkness, is it the devil? Or a fairy? [Baichuan] Beside the blue sky, dust and sand are flying. She is dressed in plain clothes and has black hair, and her skirts are fluttering. Her pale face is suddenly dyed red by the bright red blood. Whose blood is it?