The Nightmare Sea imprisons evil spirits that cannot be tolerated by heaven.
They bite each other's souls, roaring and resenting each other.
There was only a one-eyed black dragon tightly coiled around a broken sword, whispering atonement for five hundred years.
"Shang Xie, I would like to take apart the skin to make a candle cage, chop the bones into an ax and steamer, and cut the flesh to share the immortality in the world of mortals."
"Just to see her again."
1. It's still the same story as the previous copywriting, but with a different narrative method.
2.1V1 pure love for the head.
Intention: The wind and snow have weighed on me for five hundred years, and I smile as if the wind is light and the snow is like cotton.
