In the past, visitors on the lake stayed to visit Snow Mountain Weng.
The pale blizzard buries the smoke and clouds of the past, leaving only a mess;
Cang Xingxue woke up in a dilapidated ancient temple, forgetting all her past, and only a small black coal ball beast stayed by her side;
How to survive in the desolate mountains based on instinct alone? Is this the tragedy of a strange road or the ultimate success...
The three thousand worlds are in a hurry, but you are free and easy
Intention: No matter the wind, frost or snow on the road ahead, the light is in your hands