Mo Yanliu died, famous for a lifetime, but left alone in the snow.
He imagined that after taking a nap and waking up, he didn't know that things and people had changed. The world had long been different. His era had passed, and everything that should go had left.
But he felt that something was missing, as if his most cherished treasure was missing.
This is no longer an era of peace, things have changed, everything has changed, war is everywhere, and smoke is everywhere.
In this era, the immortal clan is no longer the dominant one, but five clans are competing for the upper hand.
Mo Yanliu saw a snow-white figure in the flames of war. It was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes away.
Mo Yanliu: "He is very familiar. I think the thing I threw must be on him."
The first encounter with different purposes, the lost treasure, the secret fight, the quiet darkness, and the unknown disaster.
Yue Qingran: "Let's walk together. It's foggy on the road. Be safe."
Recalling the prosperous times, obsession remains deep.
Hundreds of ethnic groups join forces, and the world is peaceful.
Elf Google, a hundred flowers never bloom.
The tomb remains in a long palace, with green face and white hair.
In the desperate snowy land, love is elsewhere.
Even if I can't keep him, I will keep him.
Intention: Some things cannot be forced. If you can't do it, you just can't do it.