In the autumn of that year, the Zihuai Mountain fire burned up the mountain and swallowed up the villa... On a night full of fireworks, Zimo Villa fell overnight.
Ten years later, Yu Hun's first mission failed, but it was even worse than death. Wandering between bed and prison was an unspeakable insult to him, it was his lifelong nightmare, and it was the punishment for his failure.
However, fate has made people wonder why the man who was cut to pieces like a demon was his biological brother. His blank and blank memory made him feel strange. It's just that the identical faces under the masks of the two people were extremely familiar and indestructible, but they made him bear the sins of his life.
Why did he, who was equally strong, act like a woman? The disgusting feeling made him want to destroy himself severely. He lamented: Why are the fates of two people who are obviously the same so different?
At the top of Kunlun, the rivers and lakes are far away. Love and hate are abundant, and affection is lingering.
The purple bamboo maple forest in Zihuai Mountain and the purple bamboo hut in the purple bamboo maple forest have long been empty and completely extinct.
The grievances and grievances in the world, who is right and who is wrong, struggling in the endless condemnation in the heart...