She was tortured and ridiculed since she was a child, but she had a charming face. She was jealous, brushed her face with ashes, and practiced the blade. Then Joe wanted to scratch her face, and the bloody moon saw the shadow of blood. She smiled and asked the woman: "Can I be happy when she is dead?" Everyone called her a madman. She was abandoned and wandered with her so-called mother until the mountains and forests were burned with ashes... The purple shadow flashed.
He, the son of a former minister, was supposed to enjoy glory and wealth, but he was framed by Concubine Ping, despised by everyone, and demoted to the frontier to follow his father. When he met his teacher Du Shi, he taught him how to use swords and poison. Du Buji told him: "Anyone with a broken mouth will sew his mouth shut so that he can no longer speak." The man was sharpening his silver needle with a smile at the corner of his eye. After returning home, his mother, siblings, who loved him, were humiliated and killed, and his father's head was hung on the city gate for seven days. He was nine years old that year and managed to escape. The first person he killed was Dubujie, who was blocking the road.
The two met Mo Shan by mistake, everything was a conspiracy...
"We are the same kind of people." An oil-paper umbrella was placed on top of it.
"Master Yan, we will always be together." She whispered softly on his back after losing her memory.
"Anyone who stands in our way will die." The blood spattered and turned red.
"..."
The world says they are madmen, so they should be regarded as the last pair of mottled and broken souls in this cruel and corrupt world!
Intention: Good and evil will eventually be rewarded, be a free soul