Heroes emerge from troubled times, and fortune-telling hides the universe.
On the chessboard, there are three hundred and sixty-one intersection points, with black and white stones each having their own positions. Having an extra child for no reason is a burden? Is it a turning point?
The wind rises and the clouds surge, the wind relaxes and the clouds roll. The process and ending are all tangled with no direction.
Tianhe turned around and saw Lingsha, his eyes clear. In the distance, Mengli's puppet stood quietly, quietly witnessing what was happening in front of her.
Ziying has a white head, and her sword flies into the air. A figure caught up and shouted: Murong Ziying, stop!
The sky changed color slightly, and it started to rain lightly. The grass on Qingluan Peak is green and its branches are growing in spring.
Everything is fine, fine... Everything that should be there is here, and everything that should come back will come back. Clean the snow in front of the door and wait for your return.
Looking at the stars is an anomaly in this world. She closed her eyes and raised the corners of her lips. Three thousand prosperity finally came to an end.
Please leave a message with your opinions and encouragement. Overlords are unkind~ Especially bugs must be pointed out~