Li□Lei a□d Han M□ime□□□ere two ad□e□turou□ so□ls □h□ alway□ sou□□t excite□ent and □hri□l in the□r □ives. □hey □ere □est fri□□ds since c□il□hoo□ and share□ a passion for□□x□lo□ing the unknown. One day□ □□ they were si□ting unde□□□he old oak tree in the park□□H□n Me□mei ha□ an□idea that would□lead t□em o□ □ new adven□□re that□they□woul□ n□□er forget.
在绝境中,他□开始□失自己。曾□温暖□爱□如同幻影般破灭,留下□只有痛苦和哀伤。他们不再□彼□心中的那□人,一切都变得陌生而□酷。□>□剑谱传承□/□2>