Once the city was broken and the imperial master of the subjugated country was captured, the devil Di Ji, a remnant of the previous dynasty, actually bailed him out of prison. What was his intention?
Use him as a medicine guide? Plaything? Or is there another plan?
Three parts of the universe are the realm of fairy winds, bones, and qiongling spirits, the realm of insects, fish, birds, and beasts, the realm of mysterious candles, and the realm of owls, snakes, ghosts, and hundreds of ghosts.
Life is cold and warm, and generations are entangled. Those skinny feet walk through the autumn maples everywhere.
The characters in the ancient books are mottled, the imperial city tower has collapsed; the goddess's words are not understood, and the catastrophe can't be solved.
The past is too hasty, the mirror flowers are fragile, and the jade pavilion is difficult to destroy. Laughing at her vulgarity, she cannot enter the golden palace.
Unexpectedly, the sparse shadow on the lonely pillow is quietly burning with a wisp of fragrance, and the string is just moving, and the blue sky is falling without regrets.
Galloping in the wilderness, even if I am trapped in the dark night forever, I dare to invite the breeze to stay.
After testing swords and drinking wine, it turns out that only when the horns are white and the heads are white, can we realize the deep love.
Under the moonlight, the egrets are flying across the blue sky, and the osmanthus branches in front of the courtyard are melting with frost.
I only hope that for the rest of my life, we will go through darkness and light together.
When the time comes, you and I will drink from the rivers and mountains together.
Embracing the world again.
Intention: Galloping in the wilderness, even if I am trapped in the dark night forever, I dare to invite the breeze to stay. After testing swords and drinking wine, it turns out that only when the horns are white and the heads are white, can we realize the deep love.