After Rebirth, Lu Mingfei Just Wants to Make up for His Regrets!

Deep in the Nibelungs, Lu Mingfei sat on the cold throne made of iron, blood and war, looking at the white bones beneath him. There was no joy of victory in Lu Mingfei's eyes, but only boundless loneliness and memories full of stories... He couldn't help but recall that Old Tang, whose head was beheaded by his own hands, was lying in a cold red well with eyes full of his little monsters. His senior brother Chu Zihang, who was forgotten by the world and only remembered by him, asked him to exchange his soul, but the little devil called his brother was so that he could sit on the throne... All the people he loved and all the people he wanted to protect became footnotes to this tragedy. "If... I could do it again..." This thought was like a spark, exploding in the depths of his frozen soul. A gleam of heat rose in his pupils, which were like desert ice fields. "I will leave no regrets!" ………… The wind blew through the fallen leaves, and everything returned to the place where the dream began. That, the summer of 2009...