There is snow on a cliff, and there is something strange in the mustard. Originally, there were different utensils for smoking fenugreek and different furnaces for iced charcoal.
Listening to the clouds falling into the pavilion, the foothills of the clouds are filled with sand. Zhi sighs on the platform of Shiyun, just to keep one person safe.
In the end, he was overthrown by God's will and spent his whole life killing just to change the world.
Return one person's empty flower and Yangyan, and sleep on the locust tree. Finally made up for his sincerity.
For all living things, block the darkness and remain determined.
Intention: One wind god, one harpoon. I swear that I will live for you forever.