In ancient legends, a magic weapon like the Moon Soul can raise flesh and bones from the dead, and can reverse life and death, as long as you can find a person who is willing to sacrifice.
Because this kind of magic weapon is against the harmony of nature and can easily stir up troubles and bloodshed, it was later banned by several major families in the holy land of Kunlun. At the same time, they left a prophecy that the day when the moon spirit appears in the world, it will be the time when the Great Desolate Catastrophe will come.
Thousands of years later.
"The wheel of fate has been spinning for a long time. It has started since they met. This is the fate of this child, and it will not end until death. Unless..."
The girl who was implanted with the moon spirit without realizing it, the boy who struggled to find it, and the river moved eastward, and the world was blocked. They were involuntarily involved in the torrent of this era, wrapped up in the conspiracy and secrets mixed with lust, and grew up with difficulty until they were able to set off hurricanes instead of resisting hurricanes.
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Literary edition copy:
There are only a very few people in this wilderness who can be said to be. Without them, the world would be different, and they are all such existences. They were born in the dark age, known as the "Heroic Age" in history. Countless years passed by in vain, and finally ushered in the heroic age of the wilderness. Times create heroes, and heroes create times. This is an era of bright stars.
The eccentric girl walks around the world with her sword in hand, the princess holds flowers and smiles in the noble window, the princes and grandsons ride on their horses and whip their whips to drink wine to the sky, and there are also the young men of the noble family wearing bright clothes and angry horses. She, he, they, they all thought that the encounter was just an accident. Who would have thought that it was a destined pull, guiding us to where we should go. In our lifetime, we will meet each other on a narrow road, and we will never be spared. And our time will eventually come.
Intention: There is often a certain amount of time to wait before taking off, waiting for our era