Yu Mushu, the Nine Saints of Zhongzhou, drank three glasses of wine to prove his drinking capacity on the eve of the competition for the Holy Son. Strong alcohol entered his throat and he fell to the ground in an instant. He missed the day of winning the saint, and finally lost all penalties and ranked ninth.
In order to avoid being punished by his parents, he sneaked to the extremely cold Iceland to play, where he met an amnesiac man trapped in ice crystals.
Seeing that the man was pitiful, Yu Mushu took him with him and named him.
"A thousand miles of ice lake reflects the white dusk, and I pick up a piece of snow in the extreme cold."
"From now on, your name will be Muxue."
Muxue said nothing, just looked at him. The cold wind blew up a strand of white hair on her temples, which rested on her faintly reddish lips, swaying gently with her breathing.
In order to solve Muxue's amnesia, Yu Mushu took him around the world, and finally found a famous doctor who restored his memory, and the two parted ways.
There are ten famous swords in the world, the most famous of which are the male and female swords. One sword is called Jueyue, which is used by Mushu; the other sword is called Zhuri, and its whereabouts are still unknown.
Until one day, Zhuri appeared in the world, causing various forces to compete, and Mu Xue, who had not been seen for a long time, also appeared.
Yu Mushu's eyes were complicated: "You shouldn't be here. With your strength, you don't need it at all."
Du Xue: "It's really not necessary."
Yu Mushu: "Then why did you..."
Du Xue: "I don't want the sword to fall into the hands of anyone except me."
Yu Mushu's eyes were as soft as melting snow.
"Although it's gone forever."
The breeze blew Muxue's white hair, and his eyes were piercing, as if he were unparalleled. He stepped into the ring and fought alone against the heroes.
Intention: Countless difficulties, make the best choice.