The treacherous sea water washed over the beach of Klein Harbor, and the gloomy black clouds oppressed every ounce of air in Jiangcheng. It was a fateful encounter and a life-or-death love.
Jiangcheng is the burial ground of demons, planting the seeds of hell and devouring every undead soul.
In a world filled with materialistic desires, people measure their souls with profits and write off their sins with money. When the whalemen shed their feather scales and walked on land, they picked up the butcher's knife again, and from then on, the sky was dark.
The ringing of a new bell is the beginning and the end, and there are always new whalemen coming ashore.
Liang Feng: "I met you among all the living beings, and my love has been flowing ever since. I only have a soft spot for you."
"Nothing is more painful than not being expected and not being loved." Ah Jing looked at the setting sun on the horizon, "His lips are red and his teeth are white, and his love is touching."
Gong, a killer who is affectionate, occasionally coquettish, and has extraordinary skills
A story of mutual redemption and love, HE.
Intention: Revere nature and revere life.
