A sword swings, severing lingering threads of love, yet longing remains Who will take pity? Blow out the lantern under the waning moon The past turns to butterflies, flying over the flower fields, parting again Holding back tears, I wait for the joy of reuniting one day
The flower petals fall like snow At night, the city fills with wandering ghosts The love I hold faithfully has never dimmed one bit Time leaves no trace on your skin yet the journey has turned white robes to grey After tirelessly chasing fate, we meet again
When we parted, the flowers withered away I long for the beautiful sight of full bloom And you glancing back at me, eyes filled with ballads of happiness When we parted, the flowers fell to ruin Leaving only the intoxication of having once bloomed If you pass me by, all the flavors of the world would dull to nothing
If you pass me by, all the flavors of the world would dull to nothing
A sword swings and our entangled fate disappears, yet traces remain Who will take pity? Blow out the lantern under the waning moon The past turns to butterflies; yesterday we were two, today we fly as one Holding back tears, I wait for the joy of reuniting one day
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The flower petals fall like snow At night, the city fills with wandering ghosts The love I hold faithfully has never dimmed one bit Time leaves no trace on your skin yet the journey has turned white robes to grey After tirelessly chasing fate, we meet again
When we parted, the flowers withered away I long for the beautiful sight of full bloom And you glancing back at me, eyes filled with ballads of happiness When we parted, the flowers fell to ruin Leaving only the intoxication of having once bloomed If you pass me by, all the flavors of the world would dull to nothing
When we parted, the flowers withered away I long for the beautiful sight of full bloom And you glancing back at me, eyes filled with ballads of happiness When we parted, the flowers fell to ruin Leaving only the intoxication of having once bloomed If you pass me by, all the flavors of the world would dull to nothing
Turn around and we'll walk the long, endless road together, never parting
A sword swings, severing lingering threads of love, yet longing remains Who will take pity? Blow out the lantern under the waning moon The past turns to butterflies, flying over the flower fields, parting again Holding back tears, I wait for the joy of reuniting one day
The flower petals fall like snow At night, the city fills with wandering ghosts The love I hold faithfully has never dimmed one bit Time leaves no trace on your skin yet the journey has turned white robes to grey After tirelessly chasing fate, we meet again
When we parted, the flowers withered away I long for the beautiful sight of full bloom And you glancing back at me, eyes filled with ballads of happiness When we parted, the flowers fell to ruin Leaving only the intoxication of having once bloomed If you pass me by, all the flavors of the world would dull to nothing
If you pass me by, all the flavors of the world would dull to nothing
A sword swings and our entangled fate disappears, yet traces remain Who will take pity? Blow out the lantern under the waning moon The past turns to butterflies; yesterday we were two, today we fly as one Holding back tears, I wait for the joy of reuniting one day
The flower petals fall like snow At night, the city fills with wandering ghosts The love I hold faithfully has never dimmed one bit Time leaves no trace on your skin yet the journey has turned white robes to grey After tirelessly chasing fate, we meet again
When we parted, the flowers withered away I long for the beautiful sight of full bloom And you glancing back at me, eyes filled with ballads of happiness When we parted, the flowers fell to ruin Leaving only the intoxication of having once bloomed If you pass me by, all the flavors of the world would dull to nothing
When we parted, the flowers withered away I long for the beautiful sight of full bloom And you glancing back at me, eyes filled with ballads of happiness When we parted, the flowers fell to ruin Leaving only the intoxication of having once bloomed If you pass me by, all the flavors of the world would dull to nothing
Turn around and we'll walk the long, endless road together, never parting
The heavens tremble, thunder echoes, and there he is again, Xie Lian, wearing an apologetic smile. Eight centuries in the past, he was the revered martial god, the Crown Prince of Xianle. Now, for the third time, he ascends to the heavenly realm, but this time as a forlorn god who collects scraps, lacking any devoted followers.
On his initial mission, Xie Lian finds himself alone under the moonlight. In this moment, a kindly man clad in red leads him through the forest. However, as suddenly as he appeared, the man dissolves into a swarm of silver butterflies.
Xie Lian later discovers that this enigmatic figure was none other than Hua Cheng, known as the Crimson Rain Sought Flower, a Ghost King who instills fear in both demons and gods. Puzzled by why Hua Cheng, a formidable entity, would aid a Heavenly Official like himself, Xie Lian encounters San Lang. This young man possesses profound knowledge about not only the Ghost King but also the long-forgotten Crown Prince, prompting him to join Xie Lian on a journey to unravel the mysteries of their shared past.