
About This Novel
This life has become empty, crossing the vast past; the wind and snow come in the evening, recounting the glory of the previous dynasty. A generation of assassins returns to watch the past events of their predecessors. The light of swords and shadows are nothing to mention, and all grudges and hatreds are just floating clouds; only the hearts of people in the world are eternal, and only a bottle of wind and snow and a bottle of moon are needed.
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