Tiantu

On the road leading to the sky, who is the peak, who is the dry bone under the feet, who meets each other happily in dreams. Walking on the immortal road, I asked Qing Ming, behind me there was a river of blood, and there were several mournful sounds. Who sings the song of ascending to the sky? In front of you, at the end of the world, thousands of miles of bitter waves are shaking the sky. Go up to the Fuyao, laugh up and down, the world of mortals, how many children and how many emotions. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.