A drop of life cannot withstand the erosion of time, and will eventually end up in the vast world, the world followed by so many people, the country where many people died for it, and how many people lost their souls for beauty. It wasn't until this moment that I learned how to control myself and how to look at the world outside the mortal world. Jianghu is like a chess game, and people are like chess pieces. The only thing that can be seen through is the chess players, who is the chess player who controls the chess pieces one by one.
Su Ziyi's smile was awe-inspiring, Dongfang family, Shangguan family, Yinyang family...
Who will become an opponent comparable to him among these disciples? The delicate hands in the clouds have already been bleeding profusely.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
