"A branch of red plum blossoms are dewed and condensed, and passers-by often visit the road in a different way. The sound of drums is heard in the distance, and the color becomes more red when the wind stops raining." A little-known ordinary painting has caused a bloody storm in the martial arts for fifty years. Mysterious plum paintings, peerless magical skills, brotherhood, and power struggles; intricate entanglements of grudges and grudges, and the epic grievances of men and women. A romantic young man, a supreme alliance leader, a weak woman, a shabby monk... Looking at the various love and hate situations in life, I lament that things in this world are unpredictable. Love and hate in the world are all on the road of love and hate.
Concept: the choice of love, hate, and different levels of emotion