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Wangchuan, dressed in white, stands quietly in the sky. The wind in the Netherworld is exceptionally gentle. The ghost world that people in the world find so eerie, in her eyes, is like a fairyland. The flowers of the other shore that are within sight are not very sad and beautiful. The red lips twitched slightly, and with a wave of the hand, the red clothes appeared. There is no you on the other side, and there is no Meng Po Tang

She is the most beautiful woman in the country, but she is ruthless and cold as ice. Is it really inhumane, or is there another reason? He, silently guarding her, went through swords and fires, heaven and earth, for her. If she wanted to do something, he would not hesitate and help her accomplish it at all costs, just to make her smile. Will his infatuation be able to impress this woman known as the "Red Rakshasa" in the world? He was a man who was like a human being. There were few people in the world who could be as famous as him, but he was deeply attracted by her. What kind of love and hatred will there be between them. The rivers and lakes are dangerous and deceitful, let's see how she can turn her hands into clouds and rain in troubled times. "If you don't regret the deep love in this life, you are willing to wander alone; if you always hate the couple, you can only live in your dreams, and you would rather let the heaven down than let you down!"