The night of the world is full of lovesickness, and the red eyes are indifferently soaked in the rain of poetry. The white world of mortals has returned to its original state, and the dark clouds have fallen on the desert road. Qixia is not covered with dust on the other side. What he owed her must be repaid in the end. His eyebrows were on the other side, and his face was open all his life. At the last moment of her life, her eyes were dull, and her red eyes were helpless, regretful and painful. "A white shirt with silver dust. , The red eyes looked at Qing's smile indifferently. Ha! Bai Zichen really came out of the world as the name suggests, looking at the world and the sky indifferently. "The blood stained the blue skirt, the green shirt fell, the woman fell, the white shirt moved, and the woman's accomplices all broke out to stop him. Suddenly someone rushed towards the woman, "Lan Ran, wake up! Poof~" A mouthful of blood spurted out...
The two paths of good and evil are different paths. After all, people who are not the same should not force themselves.
Woman in white shirt with silver hair and golden eyes: This time, I will lock you with me forever...
In this way, seven girls and teenagers started their journey to magic...