"Yun Feiyi, didn't you agree to wait for me? We agreed."
"Sister, please open your eyes and see if I am okay."
"Please, senior sister, don't leave me alone."
On Zangyun Peak, everything is devastated.
Broken corpses and blood foam, large and small, were scattered on the grass, in the cracks of the stones, and on every towering stone pillar.
In the center of the hall, there was a woman in black, her face covered in blood could not hide her dazzling beauty.
But her face was gray, as if she had been dead for some time.
She was held in the arms of a woman in pink clothes with a round face.
The dead woman in black was the direct disciple of the master of Zangyun Peak, Yun Feiyi, the senior sister of Zangyun Peak and the next peak master of Zangyun Peak.
The girl with a round face in pink clothes is her only junior sister, Luo Zhiqiu.
Concept: On the transformation of a steamed bun into a piece of cold iron