In the distance, there are clouds and mist, and heavy rocks and mountains. From a distance, you can see a round and rumbling shape from any angle, which is Liupo Mountain. On the other corner of the mountain stood an old man and a young man in white flowing clothes. The man walking in the distance was dressed in white, with an ethereal figure and three thousand white hair, flowing down to his waist, shining slightly. His face was like a crown jewel, but there was an air of alienation that was astonishing. Even when he stood there quietly, he had an aloofness to him, and it was blasphemous to look at him more than once. The black eyes are as deep as an ancient spring. Looking into those eyes, I feel weak and unable to take a step. Is this a fairy? Even though she is beautiful, she doesn't dare to have any desire to play with her. She can only look up humbly, like looking up at the bright moon. Just one glance is unforgettable. The girl suddenly had a splitting headache. She seemed to think of something but her mind went blank. She shook her head, trying to make herself more awake.
"Yu Luo, master is here to take you back to Liupo Mountain. Today is the day that you will be released from the Liaoshan Fireball that has been imprisoned for hundreds of years. It's time for us to go back." Qing Zihua looked at her.
"Taoist Priest, I am Qing Yuluo, but I have no master, I have no apprentices, and I don't know Liupo Mountain. I have only lived with my brother Liu Zhan since I was a child. You may have mistaken me. You said I was imprisoned here, but I don't remember what mistakes I made." Qing Yuluo replied, touching his head with a smile. Memories that had been buried for hundreds of years were awakened again, but she had already forgotten everything, just like a passing cloud...
Purpose: Pure love that has been tempered for hundreds of years, when the memory is awakened again, should I give up my life for you or...