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Suddenly like a dream.
Time has given a great miracle to each other.
Destiny chuckles in the distance, and the script is played out in reality.
Rights and friendship, interests and love.
——This is Zhuang Zhou Mengdie.
The morning sun shines in the light, and you are born knowing that good things should happen one after another.
Country to country, family to family, people to people.
The sword of the imperial court is invisible, and the undercurrent is surging. The world is at war with each other, and there are overt and covert struggles.
What is the imperial court?
Civil and military forces are in opposition to each other, tit for tat, and the state is the imperial court.
What is Jianghu?
Sects are fighting each other, crises are everywhere, and people are the world.
Everything started in Luo Country and ended in Luo Country.
Can everyone return to the original beginning——
Murong Muxi, who was pale but relaxed, smiled with joy and sorrow.
"Senior brother, have you ever wanted to please me?"
"I am her shield, and she is my shield."
Chu Xuan covered his eyes with one hand, laughed silently, and stood in front of Luo Ziqing, showing his murderous intent.
"For Your Majesty, I am willing to sacrifice my life."
"Aqing, are you willing to marry me with my country as a betrothal gift?"
Wearing a dragon robe made of fine fabrics, Luo Ziqing narrowed her eyes and looked proudly at the people kneeling to her.
"This is my country, no one can take it away."
"They are my people, no one dares to provoke them!"
Luo Qingyu trapped Murong Muxi in his arms, burying his head like a child.
"Junior sister, the imperial court is no safer than Jianghu."
Xia Yanbing stood on the city wall with a lonely expression, standing with his hands behind his hands, looking into the distance, from the morning light to the night.
"I can't protect her after all."
Li Jin vomited blood and smiled slightly, just like the smile he had in his previous life when he was not stained by the worldly affairs of the world. Only one sentence remained in the end of his thousands of words.
"I'm sorry..."
His body and head are in a different place, his reputation is ruined.
The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit.
——Nightmare or sweet dream.