That night, she witnessed the hell on earth and wanted to surrender to the Ming Lord. She longed to show her talents and end the troubled times, but she was framed repeatedly.
Is it just because she has a disaster star on her forehead that she is doomed to be stepped on forever?
The shadow of a black horse and white clothes flashed past like a dream. She thought she had found a ray of light and transformed into a spy to break into Longtan alone, but the most cruel test had just begun.
On the battlefield, swinging a sword and raising dust, why does a heart that refuses to melt get teased by love? After all - where is the world where she can roam freely?