His jade face was cold and his sword was arrogant, but for her, he was willing to throw away the long sword that he loved more than his life. She is a beautiful woman and a gentle fairy; she has the tenderness of rain and dew, but also the psychedelia of smoke. He is obsessed with this woman who is like rain and mist; she seems to love him very much, but she tortures him again and again.
He thought about forgetting her. Without her, he still had the sword in his hand. But after that misty woman left, one day, he could no longer hold the ever loyal and invincible sword tightly. At this moment, he met another flowery young man who put him into pain. As a result, this young swordsman who was once all-powerful and unparalleled stepped towards corruption and darkness...
If you like me, you can poke me as much as you like;
If you hate me, go find your happiness.
No need to sympathize, this is too cruel! ! !