The boat moves with the wind, and the boat stops with the wind.
In the past, the young master poured wine, but today he is a beggar in a ruined temple.
Fortunately, although the world is cold, there is also some warmth.
Among the beggars, there is no need to hide all the joys, sorrows and joys, everyone is the same, the same.
They are all poor people who have been tricked by fate...
Perhaps, opportunity will never give up on anyone with ambition.
It's another cold dew night
Shi Qingxuan has ascended.
This time it's not about ascending destiny.
It was Yan Ning, the previous music god, who appointed Shi Qingxuan as his successor.
"I dare to ask senior, why did you choose me?"
"This is fate"
"Fate?"
The new music god, Shi Qingxuan...
Maybe, it will be a new beginning.
He looked at Xianjing, who had been away for a long time. Looking at his own changes, he just said to himself, "He Xuan, we have nothing to do with each other..."
"Whether it matters or not is up to you."
Intention: Double Mystery Perfection