Fate Holding Hands

: Tenderness in the flames of war In the vast Zhuolu wilderness, the bloody mist is like a huge piece of silk, tightly wrapping this war-torn land. Every inch of scorched earth seems to tell the story of the glory of the past and the desolation of the present. Xing Tian, ​​the powerful God of War in the past, was uncharacteristically inserting the heavy bronze battle ax in his hand deeply into the earth, as if to anchor his heart that was turbulent due to the war. His gaze passed through the flames of war, like a lonely eagle looking for its mate. On the far opposite side, stood a female general wearing golden armor - Mulan Hua. As the morning light dawned, a strand of black hair inadvertently scattered under her helmet fluttered gently in the breeze, like the last touch of tenderness in the night. And on the blue silk, there was a concentric knot carefully woven from orchid grass when they first met in Yunmengze. At that time, they were walking in the orchid grass, and Xing Tian personally put on the knot of hearts for her, vowing to go to the end of the world together. However, now, all this can only be found in the memory of the lost innocence. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.