
Ji: Shrine
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Thousands of years ago. The gods are forgotten, the magic spell is extinguished, and the road is dim. When everything turns to dust. There is so much helplessness hidden in that shrine that has been lost in the long river of time. Thousands of years later. Over the desert in the far north, five true dragons tore the world apart, and the sword of the ancient god landed on the mortal world. It just so happens that the oranges on the banks of the Huaihe River are ripe and sweet. It is rainy in Huainan this year, and the water in Huaihai is restless. Bluebirds rise against the waves and neigh in the southeast. The white dragon rises from the Huaihe River and looks down into the sky. And the sword edge, which had been hidden for thousands of years, lay across the southeastern side of the world. "I'm coming." The woman has white hair, a seven-foot-long sword hovering in front of her, her hands behind her back, she raises her eyes, and there is a sense of tranquility in her eyes looking at the world. "I knew you were coming, so I came." Zi Twelve responded after hearing this. "Emergency map..." The woman's voice paused slightly. "You..." "I planted it." Zi Twelve's voice was very calm, looking at the woman in the distance in the sky, "Are you afraid, Zi Wu?" "Are you going to die?" The woman looked slightly moved and said, "Are you afraid..."
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