The Heart of a Prodigal at the End of the World

Where is my place? Although the desert is good, it is not that the hometown cannot tolerate souls. Although the Ming Dynasty is good, it cannot tolerate evil. The yellow sand is like a knife, the earth is a chopping board, and all living beings are fish and meat. Thousands of miles of yellow sand, using the sky as a furnace, melts everything into gold. The wind was about to stop and the sand had not yet fallen. A figure came from Mobei. His steady footsteps crushed the yellow sand on the ground, but could not break the loneliness between heaven and earth... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.