Classical Fantasy
Four hundred years after the Longyin Dynasty, the contract established with Shenlong has turned as yellow as an autumn leaf.
Under the majestic palace of the empire, the beams and pillars made a subtle cracking sound.
The wind in the East China Sea turns dark, and in the shadow of the court hall, whispers are louder than the bells and tripods.
The second prince, Zizhao, is determined to wipe away this dusty contract with his young blood.
The light in his eyes was pure, and he believed deeply in ancient oaths and laws.
However, no one knew that some dust had already grown into the utensil itself;
Some rays of light are themselves sharp blades.
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The logic is rigorous, the writing is beautiful, the story is not exaggerated, it is a rare good article [like]
The logic is rigorous, the writing is beautiful, the story is not exaggerated, it is a rare good article [like]