The heroic legend of Liang Shanbo has ended long ago.
The apricot-yellow flag fell, and the blood in the Loyalty Hall was completely cooled by the poisonous wine in the court. The survivors took off their armor and picked up fishing nets and hoes, thinking that the world was far away and their grudges were over.
However, they were wrong.
A pair of eyes from the deep palace of Bianjing has never forgotten them. A sharp claw named "Afterimage" is quietly reaching out to the remaining light of the stars hidden in the city.
When the prodigal Yan Qing's secluded life was broken by his brother's blood...
When the double-whip Hu Yanzhuo's fist-fist loyalty was repeatedly trampled on in the decaying court...
When the golden men in the north are about to crush the last prosperous dream of "Jingkang"...
They had just realized that the blood debt of their brothers had not yet been repaid, and the disaster of their family and country was already approaching!
The word "loyalty" that once shattered them to pieces, to whom should they burn this time? Is it the decadent King Zhao, or the thousands of people groaning in this land?
Among the ashes, there is still fire.
After the star sets, there must be an echo!
Reader comments
As soon as Wu Song comes out, who can compete with him? Just arrange for a few more masters to come out.
As soon as Wu Song comes out, who can compete with him? Just arrange for a few more masters to come out.