There was a massacre ten years ago, and the forcibly erased sentence "Forget it" became a vague figure in Nangong Xiao's countless dreams, and he thought it was a dream. Ten years later, by chance, he met the familiar figure lingering in the dream again. The old scar under his clothes is the only mark in Nangong Xiao's memory. "Yunjing!"——Why did this name blurt out? The different paths between monsters and monsters are both a taboo and a fate. Nangong Xiao chuckled: Why did you erase my memory? This time, you can never let me forget. "
Intention: Break through yourself