When a lump of elm wood falls in love, it may be impossible to fish it out.
The leader of the Qingyun Sect, Fang, was like this. When he finally met the woman who made him fall in love, he unknowingly led the entire sect on a path of no return.
Is it a chance encounter or a careful calculation? How heavy a love must be in order to tip the balance full of hatred.
In the world of grievances and entanglements of interests, what does sincerity mean?
The stepmother is devoted and devoted, torturing the male protagonist, and the female protagonist cannot escape.
Logic is dead, writing is dead, please spray lightly.
Concept: Jianghu grudges and deep sadomasochistic love