Three Lives Glazed Tribulation

The man's hand was scratched by a branch, and bright red blood seeped out, making his fingers as white as jade. The man frowned and cast a spell to erase the scar. The blood stains on the branches looked extremely coquettish, and soon penetrated into the bark and disappeared. The man stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in white, as if he had stepped out of a painting. He raised his hand and looked at the newly scratched wound, thoughtfully. The blood on the fingers has dried, and it is very clear on the white fingers. The wind blows and the clouds surge. The corners of his clothes were quickly submerged in large expanses of flowing clouds.