"It is beautiful, so I always want to conquer it."
Xiuji leaned against the big tree, looking at the splendid palace, his eyes reflected the starlight, and the moonlight loosely filtered through his handsome face.
The stern brows, the deep blue eyes, the tall yet graceful jaw. Facing the calm lake, the corner of the mouth could not help but slide slightly, and his thoughts turned around.
"But, the closer you get to the supreme, the easier it is to be destroyed." The king's aura instantly spread out in his tone. It was like a sharp sword that penetrated deeply into people's hearts, shaking every corner.
It was surprisingly quiet, without any echo, as if God was also acquiescing.
The moonlight filtered through the dense woods, stretching the shadows of the two people very, very long.