Zhu Xian Fan Xue Lian

Fanxue will always have peace of mind throughout his life. The Ghost King was destroyed, Zhang Xiaofan returned to Qingyun, and Lu Xueqi had been waiting for ten years, but she finally hoped that the clouds would clear and the moon would shine. Looking back on his past, he suddenly realized at this moment: it was the bone-crushing guilt that finally took over Baguio. For ten years, what he has been pursuing is nothing more than a relief that he cannot seek, a long-cherished wish that cannot be repaid. Fortunately, even though he was trapped in an endless abyss, there was always a figure as cold as the moon, not far or near, silently staring at him, becoming the only glimmer of light that shone into his dark life.