Feng Lingge was originally the eldest young master of the flower spirit world. For the sake of world justice, he shouldered the heavy burden of responsibility and followed the world. On the banks of the Mingchuan River, the red petals dyed the entire River of Forgetfulness. "I'm sorry, sister, I have to break my promise. I can only rely on you for the future." "I'm alone", the young man begged like crazy, only to see the broken consciousness slowly dissipating, and finally turned into gray smoke and dissipated in the air. In the same year, the flowers in the four realms withered, and it seemed that all the colors were gone with the wind. The young man knelt by the Mingchuan River for seven days, guarding this place with his soul. From then on, there was no such young man in the four worlds, and he traveled through the mountains and rivers of the world to find Feng Lingge. Feng Lingge's soul traveled around the world and experienced the joys and sorrows of the world, and the mysterious veil gradually slipped away. When she returns again, she is already the little princess of the Mengyou tribe. This time, she does not do anything for the common people or others, but only lives comfortably for herself. And when the Lord of the Cang Ming Clan learned about the existence of this little girl, he would visit Mengyou Valley every day. He said that it was an important matter in the four realms, but in fact...
Helian Qingye: The immortal spring dynasty is full of rhyming sentences, but you are better than the random flowers and the gradual desire. Ah Ling, as long as you are willing, all roads can be taken by me. Even if the world objects, I will destroy this world.
Redefine the rules.
Feng Lingge: Love is just a cold flame that lights up the deep scars in a person and then goes out. The meeting is already signed, so there is no need to miss each other for more than one year.
Intention: Mutual salvation in the deep darkness