[Alternate History] + [Spy War] [No System] [Not Cultivation]
When the tomb was standing, Qilin's face was covered with armor, he bowed and entered the game. Taking the world as the board, playing with romance, the place where I put down the pen - it is a bloody chess game that defies heaven and changes fate, and it is also the shocking name slightly carved in the cracks when archeology scans the inscriptions a thousand years later.
