In his previous life, Ran Zui was Shen Chu's only apprentice.
The enemy troops broke through the palace wall,
The country is in ruins, and as a prince, he burns his sins and escapes——
Maybe it was fate and I saw him again. Once upon a time, a startling glance under the pear tree with red walls and green tiles brewed the seeds of fate.
The heavy snow of reunion buried all the secrets.
From then on, he was no longer a fugitive son of a subjugated country. He was enviable and became the only disciple of Immortal Shen Chu.
After several twists and turns, the identity was exposed.
But it is impossible to escape the fate of falling into a demon and falling off a cliff.
The world cheers that from now on, there will be a peaceful age where sin is dead.
But the word fate tells the story of half his life.
——Xu was a trick of fate and was unexpectedly saved by an old friend.
When he was hungry and cold, he met Shen Purn again. Perhaps your appearance was too similar to your previous life. Once again, you were brought back to Taizongmen by him.
Holding the branches of fate, the dam in my heart has already burst thousands of miles ago.
Intention: May you not be afraid of the secular world and hold the branch of destiny.
