The Cry of Blood Lotus Will Last for Thousands of Generations

The rain is clear, cold and fragrant, like a goddess from the ten thousand-year-old ice forest. Just one look at it is the luckiest thing in the world, but she has already secretly promised to love Yun Kai. She said that Yun Yu has feelings, even for thousands of generations! His name is Yun Kai, and he is a disciple of the first guard general of the Supreme God. He was reincarnated as Lord Moshan, the Supreme God, and shoulders the heavy responsibility of the Supreme God to revive the human world. She wanted to belong to him, only to him. Who told her cold love heart to be touched by him? He said that when the clouds open and the sun rises, the sunset is the most beautiful. He had to lose to the rain, because the sun and rain never mix, and they really never mix. In his world, the sky will be filled with rising sun and the land will be peaceful. What to do? She didn't believe in the arrangements of fate. She asked God, what is the track of all things, and why her love has no track after all? She refuses to accept it because she firmly believes that rail is a constraint and love is free. Those freedoms are gentle and graceful in the mountains, forests and streams. Her love is as strong as orchids, as tender as water, and the agreement with him is as solid as a rock and is eternal. She actually broke away from God and fell into the spiritual realm. She was willing to become a drop in the ocean. She didn't want to be seen by him, but she wanted to see him forever. Above the snow, her blood turned into the most beautiful blood-crying lotus. It healed his injuries, but it could not heal his heart or her love. He is a poet and a swordsman... She is a lady and a witch... They were a couple, and she once had the greatest and most ordinary happiness in the world. However, mistakes must be punished, and you must forgive them for a thousand lifetimes before seeing you again! That side of Yaotai used to be the place where the two of them faced each other day and night. Now I alone look at the moon in the sky and the flowers and candles in your bridal chamber. Ten years apart, thousands of years apart, but still caring about each other...