At the foot of the snowy Baihua Mountain, they secluded themselves here. With their mysterious binding power, they restrained those far away in the Water Ice Palace, but they could no longer take a step out of the Jiugong Pavilion.
Words are like blown shadows, thoughts are like carved dust, and the result of careful struggle is just a wonderful addition to the book of destiny...
When the sunset is like blood, the sea tide rises, and the wind blows, no one knows that the disconnected heart is still as pure as ever.