"Three hundred years..." A man in simple and luxurious clothes walked slowly to the outer hall without a screen. His brown hair swayed with the swing of his clothes, and his sad face looked up at the stars. It was a handsome and vicissitudes of face, with sadness in his frowning eyebrows. Unable to go: "Wind God, no one remembers the holy war three hundred years ago. Is your soul still looking for that ghost in the long time and space... And my sin will continue for you..." The sad and desolate voice rippled in the boundless and empty night sky...
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