Legend has it that the Nightmare Bone Tower, the most mysterious place in the world, has four killers under it, who lay nets to cut off souls, shatter the shadows of the past, build pagodas, and lead the way to the underworld.
The wind sleeps, the flowers dawn, the snow drinks, and the moon passes.
And the flowing clouds in the sky are shining down here, turning over silently.
Feng Mian drinks in the snow, two shadows appear at the same time, black and white, no trace of life, the world calls it "black and white impermanence".
The entanglement is like the fate of twins. The point of the sword is a blood feud, or a burning heart and karma?
No one knows that under the white gauze of that bamboo hat, there is a broken face full of scars, half yin and half yang, a lonely soul that is not tolerated in the world or in the earth.
The clouds in the sky gather and disperse, like shadows following each other, like sighs and wandering low.
That is the destination that everyone has to go to even if the snow drinks to eat away at the bones and melts the blood, and it is also the origin of all kinds of disasters.
The souls of the dead compose songs, the smoke of love burns, and in this overwhelming situation, there is only a wisp of immortal soul fire burning faintly in the void, longing for reunion.
A sword that thirsts for the blood of all living beings, a sword that is in love with the peerless aloofness,
And the flowing clouds that were shining down, beside the thought, closed their eyes peacefully and sank into the first snow.
In the end, the wind and snow are buried together, the poison disperses and the fragrance disappears, and the flowing clouds disappear. Only the folding fan is closed lightly, and the wandering soul has no shore.
The woman in white, whose face was covered by a hat, secretly listened to the discussions in the world about the tragic massacre of the Jin family a few years ago, and all of them felt sad for the missing famous sword.
He stroked his sleeve and broke the sword, drank the wine in the cup, turned around and left.
Everyone in the world is greedy for gold and wrong swords, and no one knows the true legend of that night, the bloody brilliance displayed by the swordsman Feng Mian.
Unfortunately, strength is easy to break, and magic weapons are easy to perish. Now it's just a few pieces of broken black iron.
The eldest son of Jin, who was supposed to die that night, is still alive today. After changing his appearance, his current name is Xue Yin.
Carrying Hua Xiao's poisonous blood, Feng Mian's broken sword, and Yue Jue's fan pendant, he has to face the master of Nightmare Bones, Yun Yan, who has been burdened with countless karma.
He wanted to ask the young master Yun Gui, who was also his rival in the previous life, on the wedding day and the night of the renewal of their relationship.
Who am I? And you?
Hermaphrodite attack, snow drink attack, in a sense, nympho attack
Intention: Fenghuaxueyue