Near the center of the tenth universe...
A few wisps of light clustered into a thin sun, and the dyed earth gradually turned yellow.
The sky that day was spotless.
A green shadow swayed into the mansion, "Mr. Cao." A bony hand reached out of his sleeve and bowed slightly.
I don't know how much time has passed in the mansion, but I only know that the outside of the mansion is as dark as a brush of paint.
He suddenly raised his eyes and said, "Ming Gong." His eyes were so cold and so cold that they were also stained with a bit of a smile. As soon as I put on the green shirt, I fell into the red of Begonia flowers.
A gamble, a lifetime stake
The author's writing is poor, please forgive me.