Thirteen years, life and death were cut off, soul-suppressing spirits were mobilized, and soldiers marched on the land of iron horses.
The memories of a hundred years ago have faded away with the dust. Now she has burned out the incense in Boshan stove, constantly piecing together the unknown map, and seen all the joys and sorrows.
Little did he know that what was ignited in the furnace was the chronic illness of an obsessed man and resentful woman, or an old thing caught up in the past.
The Declined Prime Minister×Fake Cousin
The high priest who seems to be on a high altar × the tourist who uses cheats
The dancing girl who appears out of nowhere × the little general who fights against the sky and the earth