The Immortal Warrior of Xia Se Festival

In Tokyo, Bai Zhan, covered in blood, leaned against the wall, with a helpless but relieved smile on his lips. "The five-thousand-year battle seems to be over..." A firework burst out in the distance, releasing gorgeous patterns in the sky. Tens of thousands of firework rose in one moment, and the sky boiled. "It seems... In this situation... It's... Quite... Good to stop thinking..." At this time, the light from the fireworks illuminated a girl's face, "wasai! Huh? What's wrong with you, little brother?" (This book may appear: the character is broken, a little bloody, no yellow, only purple and orange)