In the war-torn Republic of China, the most indispensable thing was stories.
The old emperor was replaced by a new emperor, and the old warlords were replaced by new warlords. During the overlapping of powers, several forces are playing each other's songs, and in this place where conspiracies are floating in the air, great dramas are being staged.
Jiang Li was obviously involved in the situation, but she had no intention of doing so.
She was happy to be a spectator. When the performance was interesting, she would give some rewards, and if she didn't do well, she would applaud. When the actors in the play came to an end, she didn't have to stay long. She just left, following the bustle and bustle of various religions and nine streams.
But after all, it's not up to her.
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Jiang Li looked back with a cold look in his eyes: "Shen Yan, you must sit firmly on the high platform and sit down for me! Be careful, I will tear you off, you will be doomed."
Ana Shen smiled lightly: "You don't need to push me, A Li, you just need to shout and I will walk down by myself."
"Aren't you afraid of the abyss below?"
"Death under the peony flowers, it is also romantic to be a ghost"
Concept: the diverse character journeys against a broad background.