The night is unfathomable.
The stone road has a faint purple light, which is actually not uncommon. All the stone roads in Shangyunzi Mansion are made of this kind of stone.
But it seemed particularly strange at this time.
Ah! Why do I keep having these weird dreams?
This is the countless time I woke up from a dream.
The old woman who has been guarding the temple told me that the Shangyun Zi family should be the surname of a noble in the ancient times who claimed to be Xianjun of the Kingdom of God.
How is it possible that I am now in the prosperous age of Xuanxu, which is far away from ancient times, not to mention that I am just a small temple guardian.
So loving, so loving, so loving! !