To the south, next to Dayan, there is a country called Xihe. People with golden blood are scattered in that country. Some people say that they are the descendants of the sun, and some say that they are the curse of the golden crow. There are several versions of the legend, but they are all soaked in the blood of the sun. As for where this blood came from, there are different opinions.
Jinxi was young and ignorant at that time, and even if he had heard about it a long time ago, he would not want to presume malice on others, but he stumbled and was completely and clearly hurt by the straightforward malice. He escaped far away, but to this day, after so long, the ghost that had been chasing him for a long time still dragged him into that bloody nightmare.
Country and family, God and man, past and present life, my father made his choice, and he must also make his own choice.
Intention: Emperor Bureau, who made the right decision?