Bury the Soul and Ask for Yourself

Tianhuang Continent The sea breeze blows wantonly at night The trees sway with the commotion of struggle Standing alone on the ridge of the attic, quietly looking at the endless night sky in front of you Let the sea breeze stir up his messy hair Looking at the brilliant sea of stars It seems to be telling something... What is youth? Youth is like a sword! What is the dream? Dreams are the sea of ​​stars! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.