In the twenty-sixth year of Hongjing's reign, the new emperor ascended the throne.
Jiuqing was in chaos and the imperial power was weak.
Zhuang Yu tried, trying to turn the tide before it fell, but trying to help the building before it collapsed.
But he was wrong.
Today, Dahong's bones and blood have long been rotten, but his hollowed-out heart is still beating hard.
Therefore, he could only find another way to reshape this land in an extreme way.
The white bird cries in danger and bids farewell to the imperial capital, and the solitary armor and cold umbrella descends.
The sinner Guan Zhonghua explained her words and killed millions of soldiers with a single thought.
