Only Kuangshi Jingwei has the world in mind, but the sky is stained with blood, but he is slaughtered. Is it a mistake of heaven?
You are the roar of the wind and sand, you are the persistence of the cliff, you are the heaviness of the dripping water, you are the loneliness between the eyebrows when looking up at the moonlit night after the sword edge!
You are praised by all generations, leaving only your immortal achievements for future generations to comment on!
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
