The small pavilion is the beginning of the story.
It snowed again, and Feng Zuo stood in front of the window lattice.
"Two thousand years..."
A thousand years ago, in order to protect the Emperor of Heaven, he single-handedly defended the entire underworld.
In exchange, it was thunder.
God... It's nothing more than that.
A thousand years later, in order to protect the world, he attacked the Nine Heavens in the name of a traitor.
It's hard to say that the book of sin was finally twisted into the mortal world by the prosperous age of Ankang.
"Although I, Feng Zuo, have committed unjust acts throughout my life, I feel clear in my heart. But there is one person who will make it difficult for me to make amends forever."
Qinwu is broken and jade ribbon is scattered. He developed his ambition and lost his heart.
Bingdilian opened, revealing a thousand years of love.
"This is what I did on my own, and I have no intention of repaying you. I wish you happiness, longevity, health, and no worries."
It was midsummer again, and he suddenly looked back and saw the features he had missed countless days and nights.
Fortunately, fortunately you are here.
The dust of the secular world has gone, how can the life of gods be the same as that of mortals.
As the two looked at each other, they understood what the other was thinking: "God, you have been tired for hundreds of thousands of years."
The Emperor of Heaven sneered, then turned angrily and said, "You are worthy of being called Zhao Gao by God."
Guangli and Gongxi bring peace to the six realms.
All the elegant songs in the world are sung for you and me.
Intention: All the beautiful songs in the world are sung for you and me.