His Highness the Rage Soul Jade & the Demon King Ghost Blade
Hongmeng Zhuolu, the world is unified. The flags are connected to the clouds, and the scene of the prosperous age is recreated.
The swords of the battlefield are destroyed by the divine weapons, the divine weapons are refined into the fire, and the gods are quenched in the fire.
The destiny is beautiful and the beauty is drunk, but the thirteen kings of Guiye insist on it.
For five hundred years it has been nightless, and the plum blossoms have been kissed in the snow under the temple.
A seven-hundred-year-old gilded forest and a silver tower are all alone.
As soon as I saw it, I was in the wind and sand of the Zhuolu battlefield.
The second meeting was at the Tianshan Temple without night.
After three encounters, the soul of a beloved man is gone, and the wind is carried by the four fields.
Accompanying the flower boat to cross the mysterious sea, meeting the emperor in the mirror world, peach blossom wine in the temple, the old king marrying the bride, Zhuolu's grudges and grudges lingering to this day, the mountains and rivers and the land map opening up, jumping into the fire clouds...
This great dream of spring and autumn runs through every bloom of love and reopens every burnt beautiful scroll. Beautiful jade and long sword, throne and pipa, wind chime and epiphyllum, armor and peach fragrance, water sleeves and cloud sky...
But if I insist on fighting for the final chapter, can I remember the light of the pure light alone and surround my heart?
I love the common people, but what do I care about the common people? If I miss someone, what will the gods do?
Intention: To live a positive life, overcome thorns and thorns, and walk with you!