The Sorrow of Tao

There was a flash of afterglow in the blood-colored sky, glowing with the light and shadow of swords... A man with iron chains on his limbs and a head full of silvery hair carried a crystal coffin on his back. In the coffin lay a woman as beautiful as a fairy, sleeping peacefully. A broken knife screamed slightly around the man. There were mountains of corpses under the man's feet, and he looked up to the sky in grief and anger. "God" why did you fall... "Tao", do you still exist... Drunk and dreaming of the mortal world, only money can hurt people. There is a lingering fragrance in the light book, and readers know that they have a long history. Favorites, recommended interests** This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.